Little Red continued to skip down the path while the Doctor, who refused to skip, walked quickly behind her. The furry creatures of the wood began to dance playfully at their feet and the little blue birds began to sing a wonderful tune. This merriment had filled the Doctor with an unusual amount of joy that he had almost actually considered skipping.
However, as we know the Doctor would never consider compromising his superior Time Lord status for a frivolous activity such as skipping. But perhaps a more powerful narrator could-
"Don't you dare!"
Oh well, perhaps another time. Back to the story shall we?
The wood was growing increasingly dark. The trees began to look more menacing and the happy little blue birds could not bring joy to these parts.
"Little Red, are you sure your Grandmother lives down here?" The Doctor asked tentatively.
"But of course." Little Red replied
"Not very friendly neighbors huh?"
"She doesn't have neighbors."
"Can't imagine why."
While the Doctor and Little Red continue their treacherous journey, let's check in on Rose and that mirror.
The Mirror and Rose had been having a nice wonderful chat. Rose discovered many interesting tidbits about the fairytale world that she had never heard of before. She also discussed the real world and the mirror was indeed flabbergasted by what she had to say.
"You mean no narrators! Imagine how much I could get done if there were no narrators!"
Mirror, mirror on the wall, whose about to take a fall?
"Anyway you see Rose in the fairytale world everyone is divided into two groups, good and evil." The Mirror said
"Just like that? You're either good or evil?" Rose asked frowning
"That's how it goes. It makes for a better story. And I have been entrusted to hold the information on whose good and who's evil."
"Well you must feel rather important." Rose said humoring the mirror.
"I am rather important!" The Mirror exclaimed, "Without me the witch would never have known she wasn't the fairest. Even though some ordinary peasant could have told you that. In any case, without me there would have been no story."
"But I don't recall ever reading about a magic mirror in any other fairytale." Rose said thinking back to her favorite stories.
"Yeah, well. I took to the quiet life after that. My life was on the line after people learned that I knew just about everything."
"So what do you do now then? Keep the damsels company?"
"I'll have you know Lady Rose that I keep track of everything that goes on. I know where everybody is at every given moment."
"Could you tell me where the Doctor is?" Rose asked anxiously.
"Oh he's in the dark scary woods still. I think he's with Little Red. That's nice of him huh? Helping her get to grandmothers. Don't worry though it's right on his way."
Rose got up and walked towards the window. She gazed out towards the woods then at the towers next to her.
"Am I the only one here?" Rose asked
"Oh goodness no. Do you honestly think you're the only girl in need of saving?" The Mirror said
"That's the one thing about these fairytales; the girl always needs to be saved. I know it's romantic and all, but I would like to see a princess rescue herself for once." Rose said heading back towards her chair.
"Oh dear Lord you're one of those girls." The Mirror said exasperated, "You and Cindy have a lot in common."
"Cindy, as in Cinderella?" Rose asked, "But she was never in a tower."
"Long story and I'll admit I tell it rather well." The Mirror said smugly, "But anyway I think you two would get along. I think I'll let you two chat."
"What?" Rose asked. Suddenly the mirrors face faded and a petite blond appeared on the glass. Her face was beautiful and fragile. Her golden locks drooped sadly over her shoulders. She looked up rather surprised to see another face looking back at her.
Now before we listen in on that interesting conversation, let's check back in with the noble Doctor. In the time we've been with Rose, the Doctor had managed to get Little Red safely to her grandmother's house. Amazingly enough he ran into no trouble whatsoever. Well there was a little snag with a feisty tree, but none the less he was for the moment safe and sound.
The Doctor walked Little Red all the way to her grandmother's door. Silence. Worried, he took out his sonic screwdriver and began to scan around for anything remotely dangerous.
"Doctor that isn't necessary, I'm fine." Little Red said
"Just checking, can't be too sure you know." He clicked off his screwdriver and decided, "You know what I would like to say hi to your grandmother. She sounds like a charming lady, full of wisdom beyond her years in all. Come on lets pop in."
Little Red opened the door and called repeatedly for her grandmother. They made their way to her bedroom to see her "grandmother" sitting in her bed. She had dark fur, large eyes, ears, nose, and rather sharp teeth.
"Grandmother!" Little Red cried with delight
That's the thing with these fairytale characters; they need some flashy warning sign to tell them when danger is near.
"My, what big eyes you have." Little Red said
"Oh for Go-"
Children's story Doctor.
"-oodness sakes!" He exclaimed, "That's not your grandmother! That is a fully fledged wolf!"
Little Red screamed with horror as the wolf jumped out of the bed. The two ran for dear life when luckily a woodsman happened to be passing through. He chased the wolf down with his ax and managed to end the life of the big eyed wolf. Little Red's grandmother came out from underneath the bed, where she had been hiding, and hugged her granddaughter.
The Doctor waved goodbye and continued his way to the evil castle, where he would rescue his one true, err something, Rose.