Sticks and Stones

But no! Lying on a coffee table is a medium-sized stick, which gives you an idea. "Fetch the stick," you tell the wolf, whistling and throwing the stick up the stairs. As you had hoped, the wolf runs back upstairs after the stick and retrieves it, laying it down before you. You toss it up the stairs again, and the game continues. After a while, you forget your initial fear and stop a minute to rest. "Do you mind?" you ask the wolf, and she gestures that she does not.

Just as you lean back, she pokes you and asks, "Hey, what happened to my husband? He should be home by now."

Written by Joey Liverwurst (edited by phaedrus)

i left him out....

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