☕️ Alice’s Mad Tea Party Presents:
🫖 Alice Spills the Tea: Little Red Riding Hood
Alice claps her hands excitedly, her eyes dancing with mischief. “Gather ‘round, my dears, as I spin you the wildest version of ‘Little Red Riding Hood’ you’ve ever heard!”
“In a world where shadows lurked behind every tree, our dear Red wasn’t just a naive girl in a cloak. No, no! She was a fierce warrior, armed with a basket full of tricks and a heart full of rebellion. She’d heard the whispers of the Big Bad Wolf, a creature not only hungry for flesh but for control over every wandering soul.”
“Red’s mission? To deliver more than just goodies to her dear Grandma. She had a plan—a map filled with secrets and a fire in her belly. As she ventured into the dark woods, she summoned her friends, the rebellious girls of the village, who each wore cloaks of their own, ready to join the fight!”
“Aha! But Grandma, you see, was no ordinary old lady. She had a past steeped in magic, brewing potions that glimmered like the stars. When Red arrived, instead of surprise, Grandma’s eyes sparkled with mischief. ‘I’ve been waiting for you, dear. The wolf has grown too bold, and it’s time we turn the tables!’”
Alice swirls her cup dramatically, pausing for effect. “They set a trap—stitching together spells and secrets. The Big Bad Wolf, thinking he was cunning, fell right into their clever web, and what followed was a delightful chaos of spells, snarls, and a triumph of sisterhood!”
“By the end, the forest wasn’t just safe—it was transformed into a haven for all those who dared to stand against oppression. Red didn’t just save Grandma; they ignited a revolution!”
Alice leans back, satisfied. “And that, my lovelies, is how we spill the tea on fairy tales around here. Never trust a wolf in sheep’s clothing, but always trust a girl in a red cloak!”
Alice sips her tea, "And always question my version of any tale I tell!"
