In which the Little Red Riding Hood wandering alone in the woods when she ran away from the torture of her Evil step mother and half sister, wondering if her ever magical glass slipper will give the well deserved happiness or bring her down fall instead,

She run into her, not only one but, six big bad Wolves that whispering nothing but sweet words into her ears while they're tasked to bring the oblivious girl back to the cold hard embrace of her Grandmother,

When she took a hold of the seven Dwarves hearts in her hands, everything crash down, they hate her, she return the mutual feelings but then again? Did they really? After all, they let her sleep on their beds and eats their souls...

-"This isn't a Fairy tales with bright grand happy ending, this is our Little Red Riding Hood twisted story, because in her defense, her Hood was black in color, not red like how people always told her"-