Fictional Intruder: The Story


Go down the rabbit hole with Alice; play quidditch with Harry Potter; float down the river with Huck Finn… If you could choose three fictional events or adventures to experience yourself, what would they be?

“So, we choose random stories and go deep to the rabbit hole?” I asked my sister, wary of her suggestion.

“Well, of course, this’ll be just be a ‘re-imagining’ of sorts, so you don’t need to take it seriously.”

Maddie, my 13-year-old sister, one day decided to barge in my room while I was browsing the internet and started blurting out another one of her hijinks. What was it this time? Of course, three tickets to any fictional world you like, of all the things she could have suggested.

“Tell me how, sister dear, would talking about fiction help with the world’s current state?”

“Just like how you stare at that computer screen for hours!” Maddie answered immediately, as if it was common knowledge. “Fantasy stories are supposed to be a retreat from this boring monochromatic world, so who wouldn’t want to live in a world where everything is interesting and fun?”

Point taken, but I wasn’t going down that easily. “And so, you plan to take hours of my precious computer time for the sake of this, uh, ‘re-imagining’ of fictional events and adventures? Hopefully you can give a good reason besides your usual ‘It’s fun!’ excuse of an answer.”

She gave me a smug smile. “Well, brother dear, in doing so may stimulate your imagination and creativity, which you severely lack these days. And besides, doesn’t your eyes hurt from staring at the bright computer screen?”

“Not in the very least, in my case.”

“Oh come on, brother dear, do it for your precious little sister Maddie, please?”

What a pretentious little brat. But from experience, she would never stop until she gets what she wants. Well, better get this thing over, and fast.

“Okay okay, we’ll play your little game. But please, stop your bugging after this, alright?”

My words plastered a big grin at her face, victorious and all.


1. Little Red Riding Hood

Once upon a time, grandma got sick. So being the good little girl that she is, our heroine Little Red Riding Hood decided to go visit her and bring a basket of cookies from her mother. But little did she know about the dangers of the forest, for the Big Bad Wolf was just around the corner, hungry for little kids to dine.

As soon as Little Red entered the forest, she noticed two shadows behind her. It was a fine lad and her younger sister, looking at her direction.

“Hello!” Little Red greeted cheerfully, for mother taught her to always greet everyone with respect.

“Wow, didn’t your mother tell you to never talk to strangers? No, more importantly, what kind of mother would leave her child on a forest literally filled with hungry child-eating wolves?” the older sibling said. Little Red knew nothing of what he just said, so she tried asking them:

“Are you two lost? This forest is pretty big, so you could get lost easily. If you want, you can go with me to Grandma’s house!”

The younger sibling smiled at her generosity [citation needed], and smiled back at her. “Really? If you insist!”

“So she decides to dodge the question,” the older one spoke once again. Little Red didn’t like him, for he spoke of things that didn’t make sense. The younger one, on the other hand, was much more friendly.

“Follow me!” Red said to the younger sister with enthusiasm, deciding to ignore the lad. The lad still tailed them though, so Red got a bit annoyed.

After a few minutes of walking, they met a young and handsome wolf along the way. The wolf looked like a good wolf, so Little Red took the opportunity to greet him. “Hello there, Mister Wolf! Are you having a nice day?”

The siblings, on the other hand, was so shocked by the sight of the wolf that they decided to take a step back. How silly, why would anyone be shocked to see a nice fellow along?

“Hello there, Little Red? And where are you going this day?” he asked kindly. And as someone with manners, Little Red decided to reply cheerfully.

“I’m off to Grandma’s to give her cookies!”

“Oh, is that so?” The wolf flashed a grin, thinking how he would help the young girl. “Would you like to know a shortcut to her house? If she’s sick, the faster you give her cookies the better, right?”

As expected of a gentleman! But out of nowhere, the big bad sibling came closer to the wolf and whispered: “You know that open field besides the lake? If you go there, you’ll see a man with a riffle. He may look like a hunter, but he’s actually a freak who shoots kids in the head. If you ask him the bodies of the kids he’ll kill politely, he’ll surely give it to you.”

Mr. Wolf’s eyes suddenly gleamed with enthusiasm. If Mr. Wolf ends up hurt because of him, he’ll tell the hunter to hunt him out!

“Goodbye now, fair lady, and have a safe trip!” Mr. Wolf said before bolting out of the scene.

“The shortcut wasn’t necessary, and it would be rude to bother a gentleman like him once more,” Little Red said to herself.

“Wow brother dear, is violence really the answer? Why not have an ending where everyone is happy?” the younger sister asked. It seems like the older brother was trying to bother the younger sister next! Oh no, she won’t have any more of this.

“Mr. Older Brother, stop bothering with the kind people’s life! That’s bad, you know!” Oh yes, she told him, alright.

“Little kid, the evil I do is necessary evil, and it doesn’t mean that I look bad I’m a bad guy. Hideous evil can be found behind a kind mask, you know.” He then turned to his little sister. ” And you, Maddie, happy end are merely an illusion spouted by optimistic kiddies. A happy end requires an end, and in real life, the ride never ends, whether you are happy or you are sad. Nothing lasts forever, and same goes to events. All you can do is strive for a happy future, and letting a kid-eating wolf here in this forest means a bloody end.”

“Oh come on, brother dear, the wolf did nothing wrong.”

“Yet. Nothing wrong with being safer, right?”

“You really have a twisted personality.”

The siblings started talking about something she couldn’t comprehend, and they wouldn’t mind her at the very least. Thinking that they’re probably busy, Little Red left for her Grandma’s home, who then enjoyed a batch of cookies, albeit not as fresh as they could be.

The end.

2. Hansel and Gretel

Once upon a time, in a land far far away, there lived a poor family with two siblings. The mother, deciding that keeping two kids would mean the family’s death, told her husband to leave those kids in the forest. And so he did. But the brother, who overheard their discussion, placed breadcrumbs along the way so they wouldn’t get lost. But all hope was lost, as the breadcrumbs were eaten by the crows [citation needed]. Now he and her sister were truly lost. But before they could give up, another pair of siblings showed up, although a bit older they they were.

“A-are you two lost too?” Hansel asked, hoping that they weren’t. If possible, those siblings could lead them out of the forest, and once again return to the safety of their home.

“Why is everyone assuming that we’re lost? This is getting rather annoying, isn’t it?” the older one said to the younger. So they weren’t lost at all! There was hope after al–

“Are you implying we’re not? Of course we’re lost, brother dear!” the younger one replied. So much for getting his hopes up.

“So you’re lost too?” Gretel said, sad to see that there were also others who were lost like them. “What do we do now?”

The older brother gave a suggestion. “You see kid, when you’re lost, you don’t shout and wail till forever, then once see a suspicious-looking house made of gingerbread quickly trust them.”

Hansel scoffed at that. “Hmm, anything is way better than leaving your kids in the forest.”

The younger sister then replied to his statement. “Of course not all parents are those kind types, rather, most of them could be hard to deal with. But it doesn’t change the fact that they’re your parents, and if they somehow start to lose their way, then do your part and bring them to their sense.”

“Bu-but how do we do that?” asked Gretel, curious with the idea.

“I don’t know, they’re your parents,” answered the younger sister. “Ask help if you must, don’t be stubborn to not ask help from others.”

“And there you go,” said the older one to the younger set of siblings, showing them a line of stones that lead to somewhere. “Follow that line, you’re sure to return back home.”

They looked at it with surprise. “Where did you find that?”

“Well, we followed you and your father going out, so we might as well place some stones for safety.”

After saying those words, they older set of siblings disappeared never to be found again.

As soon as they returned home, the siblings poured their hearts out to their parents, and their feelings did reach their parent’s hearts. After that, they lived a poor but happy life for the rest of the story.

The End.

3. Story: The Story

“So, what’s the next story, brother dear?” the younger sister asked her brother. They have been re-imagining stories the whole time, and they were quite having fun. “But please, stop doing fairy tales!”

“What about our story? If you think about it, our whole lives is a story, despite it not being that interesting.”

“We need fantasy stories, not realistic ones,” the sister replied.

The brother could not help but sigh. “Are you implying that we aren’t simply just created from the imagination of a writer somewhere out there?”

The sister smiled at his statement. “Another one of those existential questions, brother dear? Even if that is true, it wouldn’t change our lives at the very least. So, the next story, please?”

The older brother tried to think about it. Yep, it was to early to move into existentialist questions. That would be a deep topic, and what they dealt with were usually the pointless stuff.

“hmm, how about…”


Hopefully the third story made sense. A poor excuse of a third story because I’m that lazy. Anyways, that’s from today’s prompt.


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