Chapter Nine
After eating the porridge, the old lady stared at her in amusement, so much for Beatrice to get up from the comfort of the chair. "Thanks so much," she said, as the lady said "No problem."
"Well, where are you going?" asked the lady.
"Just back to home, I guess" Beatrice was reminded of her father and mother, and home was all she wanted.
"Oh, please do stay! I'm having my famous chilly tonight" she slightly growled at Beatrice.
"I'm- I have places to be." The old lady heard sadness in Beatrice's voice, although tried another attempt.
"At least stay for dessert!" She yelled, making Beatrice strongly hold the door knob.
"Sorry deary, but your not getting away now!"
Knock, Knock
"Seemingly we have guests" she turned into a horrifying monster, back to a nice old lady.
In the corner of the cottage, terrified Beatrice sat.
"Hello?" Asked the lady, opening the door.
"Hello" John was revealed.
"What are you doing here?" Beatrice growled.
"I figured if I followed the horrid smells, I would find you" he said, offending Beatrice.
"Me or the porrige?" She asked.
"Both"
The old lady didn't have patience, indeed she took both of them and knocked them out.
Thanks for reading!! I haven't posted a chapter in a long time so sorry. Thanks for reading!!
