Little Red Riding Hood hated her grandmother.
The old bat insisted on living in a remote cottage in the woods instead of moving into a retirement home.
Forcing her granddaughter to bring meals every day, bring medicine, do chores, and so on.
“I need to go to school,” said Red.
But her mother would hear nothing of it, smacking her daughter and sending her to the woods.
“I can help you with your problem,” said The Big Bad Wolf.
Red agreed, and the Wolf ate the grandmother.
“Oh thank God,” said Red. “Thank you.”
And then, the Woodsman showed up.