Red Riding Hood x Sleeping Beauty: Book 1 Chapter 3

Verse 1
Slumbering on the side of the road...

That's where Red found Beauty,

peacefully snoring.

Deep in the sleep she so desired, looking completely content.

Red Riding Hood stood watching.

A wicked grin suddenly danced across her face

as, with practiced precision,

she swung back her leg and punted the peaceful princess.

Huh?! What was that?!

You were so sleepy...So I thought I'd give you eternal sleep!

You'd kill me just for sleeping?!

Hey, what are you two messing around for?

Don't you know all that noise will attract the enemy?

Verse 2
Red Riding Hood, you brute!

I only wish to be left in peace.

How dare she treat me as less than a princess?

Verse 3
Such a stuck-up little princess!

If she just wants to sleep all the time, she might as well die, right?!

Verse 4
I can't sleep with her around.

What if she tries to chop off my head while I'm asleep?

Verse 5
I'm gonna make sure that brat gets her endless slumber, just like she wants!

Verse 6
I can't even close my eyes...

If I do, that psychotic child will...

...She'll...*Snore*

Verse 7
If she loves sleep so much, why wouldn't she be excited about sleeping...

forever!

Verse 8
...Tired... So sleepy...

No! If I fall asleep, she'll kill me...*Snore*

Verse 9
Is that little weirdo snoring?

Aww! Look how happy she is.

She'd look better without her head, though...

Verse 10
Poor Sleeping Beauty. She wished for a lasting sleep that would not come.

Poor Red Riding Hood. She hoped to kill someone who refused to die.

Sleeping Beauty insisted, barely conscious, that sleep and death are different.

But Red Riding Hood shook her head, adamant that they are one in the same.

How sad they can't see eye to eye...

And that's when the nightmare came to drive a greater wedge between them.

I'm done with you after this last kill!

Done with me? Are... Are you gonna die?

Ugh...That's not what I meant!

The nightmare torn asunder and defeated, Sleeping Beauty dashed away, leaving Red Riding Hood behind.

Poor girl, suddenly by herself...

Lonely and sad as can be, Red Riding Hood began to mutter that all she'd wanted to do was play.

Peace and quiet for Languor,

a storm for Brutality.

Two beings ever more opposites.

Discordant Poem
When a layabout befriends a savage,

who suffers more?

They say "rest in peace," don't they?

She should make up her mind.

Is it death or a coma she wants?

You can't kick someone awake just because you want to play.

It's no fun to be around someone who never knows how to listen.