Three Little Pigs Meet Little Bo Peep

 

The three little pigs were busy building their house made of bricks.

Their neighbour, Little Bo Peep arrived and said angrily: “I’ve had enough of you lot! I don’t think you have building permission constructing your brick house. I’ve checked the town hall and it said: “house made of straws.”

“We started with straws, and then it fell apart,” said the three little pigs. “Then we tried building it with sticks, it also didn’t stay put.”

“That’s another thing, you pigs, you started attracting vermin (she meant the wolf) and my sheep started disappearing!”

“That’s why we’re building this house of bricks, because of the big bad wolf, who kept on huffing and puffing until he blew our house down”

“I heard that commotion, that huffing, puffing and squealing. I was about to call the police when I heard that noise in the middle of the night.”

“We’re really sorry, neighbour. Few more days and the house will be finished.”

“This is not the end of this. I’ll go and see my solicitor. You pigs started moving to this area, and look what’s happening to our property prices- I bet they have gone down a lot.” And off she went.

 

For: Tale Weaver #40
Writing 101, Day 15: Take a cue from your readers