Red’s revenge.

 
A follow-up to the original.
 
Red’s Retribution.
It was at midterm in her sophomore year at Forestview college when her Grandma sadly had died.  But it was no surprise because grandma was unfortunately slowly going down anyway.  This was not a very good time for Red and her mom. 
But anyway as time progressed, her mother was now instructing yoga at the local community Senior center three days a week filling her time with healthful exercise.  High stepping line-dancing and Pickleball among others.  And at Red’s college, Red Riding hood herself was majoring in culinary and baking management in order to open a designer cookie store in the nearby mall.
And incidentally and on another note, no one knows what ever happened to the diabolical wolf who lived in the deep dark forest.  But ever sense then the Grandma and the “Better to eat you with my dear” scary episode had faded from Red’s mind.  And by the way the helpful woodsman who had rescued Grandma had later been promoted to Chief Forester of the deep dark forest.  A good promotion with a nice salary increase.
None the less, and one holiday weekend later on Red Riding hood came home to visit her mom and they had big plans  to paint and redecorate Riding hood’s upstairs bedroom.  Take down the old posters of Yogi bear and Cheech and Chong.  Paint the walls with a Rosey deep pink color and put-up new Taylor Swift posters.
Surprisingly as they were moving furniture out of Red’s room her cell rang.  On the caller ID it showed unknown.  However Red Riding hood answered the ring anyway.  She answered with her cutsie sorority girl voice.  Heylow everybody Heylow.  Then there came a worrisome pause.  Then a voice somewhat like Darth Vader came from the other end, And he said am I speaking to little Red Riding hood?  A voice somewhat familiar to Red.  Then she said this is Red Riding hood but I am no longer Little Red Riding hood.  I am just Red Riding hood.  I’m not little any more.  Are you copying me Bubba?
Never the less, The growling mystery voice on the other end said with a matter-of-fact tone.  I need you to bake a fresh bag of chocolate chip cookies and delivered to Grandma’s front door at grandma’s house deep in the dark woods.  The gruff voice went on to say, grandma told me herself for Red to do this.  the wolfish voice knowingly lied to Red through his very sharp teeth.  And again as per instructions to leave it at the front door of grandma’s cottage.  Just leave it there and go home the gruff voice demanded.
Red paused to think.  That voice sounded very familiar.  Then thought, she would comply but with a surprise in the cookie bag.
So it was that Red made up a full bag of mostly delightful sweet confections the next day and off she went. 
Stepping lively through the deep dark woods to grandma’s house  and as she walked further along into the darkening woods Red could see out the corner of her eye a shadowy figure following her from a distance.  She saw Something Dashing behind tree to tree.
Once she arrived at her late grandmother’s house Red placed the bag of goodies at the front door as instructed by the familiar voice, then quickly she turned around, and started walking back home with a hurrying pace.  About 20 or 30 yards away from the front of the house, she glance back and saw a dark grayish shadowy figure with a long straggling tail rush to the front door, grab the bag and run back into the deep dark woods.
Red then stood silent and suddenly heard an ear-piercing gaBOOM.  Suddenly birds and  critters began to tweet and chatter followed by falling fur and deep forest debris coming down from everywhere.  Then Red posed a faint smile with eyes glaring straight ahead as she headed off towards  the deep dark woods exit.  And as she shuffled down the narrow forest trail Red thought to herself, “gotcha.”