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Sometimes, Little Red Riding Hood doesn't come home. Sometimes, she doesn't meet the Wolf.

Instead, sometimes she goes to a manor where she is welcomed, where the butlers and maids and lords and ladies greet her.

But all isn't well, especially when she discovers that leaving the manor isn't an option until she can find the "keys" out...

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This is based on Vocaloid songs, huh?

Posted by Anonymous on Thu, 12/03/2015 - 07:15
fiction is fiction

Hi there, I'm Little Red RidingHood. Right from my grandma's house. She's a cheerful and jolly lady. She often calls me and my parents to her house for dinner or lunch. Rest of the day, she's not alone at all. She calls wolves, tigers, elves and many others at her home. They have enjoyable time and she also takes classes. She teaches etiquettes to these animals and she's sure, there is a day when animals will be more well mannered than us. I wonder if she will be able to achieve her goal. Ah, leave the topic. It's annoying. I want to tell you my plans. Oh, you're getting bored. Okay leave it too and good bye.

Posted by Anonymous on Sun, 12/15/2013 - 11:31

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