Perhaps another wolf had kidnapped her grandmother and wanted to cook her in the hot spring while the other little redcoat lay in wait?
Like a fury she jumped out from behind the tree, uttered a terribly feminine-enthusiastic battle cry and ...
landed with a belly spot in the spring, on a little mixed-breed dachshund who tried desperately to escape the red monster, but couldn't get far with his short legs and hectic crawling.

Redcoat swallowed a lot of mud and sand under water. She didn't want to question what components this mixture consisted of, but simply wanted to emerge and free the dog from its flat situation and shortness of breath.
He ran out of the water as if stung by a tarantula and stormed to his obvious owner: the Jägermeister himself, who was there with Redcoat's grandmother to hold a very romantic picnic.

The two pensioners stared at the soaked girl in complete shock, the Jägermeister fell his piece of bread from the mouth, which the dachshund ate with relish."Yes ... but ... RED COATS! What are you doing here, for God's sake?", Her grandmother finally stammered, who had never been seen in such silence before.
"I'm wet!"
"Yes, indeed. And why do you girl commit a murder attack on my beautiful dachshund Jaqueline?", The hunter also found his way back to words.
"I was looking for my grandmother, killed a wolf in grandma's clothes and now I thought she was being held captive by another wolf because her Jacqueline stank so much!"
"Girl, what do you think of talking about my cute Jaqueline? She was the guest of honor at the international meeting of the most beautiful hounds last year and a role model and idol for many other little dogs! Incidentally, she is a three-time state champion in hare tracking and picking a welcome guest on the catwalk of "Chanel for Dogs"! This year she even got the golden dog bone for the most unusual dachshund hairstyle that my sister teased her! ""Oh my goddess.", Redcoat threw in bored and decided to leave this cruel place as soon as possible. Your grandma should be allowed to have a nice picnic with an arrogant hunter and stupid mutt, she didn't care now.

"Karl-Heinz Hugo Gustav, I have to apologize for my granddaughter. Sometimes her mouth goes crazy with her, as well as her imagination and other things.", Redcoat's grandmother laughed ashamed and immediately began to tell more.
"So, where did we stop? Oh yes, the house that stands free near me ... so you know Karl-Heinz Hugo Gustav, that once belonged to Frau Pöpperl Erna, who, by the way, was the cousin of the mayor's second wife And their daughter is a very pretty child, and so clever! Studied music and art history at the university and wrote a thesis on garden design in Renaissance castles. And then she married Walther Göschl, whose mother was with me sings in the church choir.And by the way, his sister is also a very capable one. And the late husband of Erna Pöpperl, God bless him, was even the conductor in the brass band, which Gerhart Weisinger now directs, who also plays the trumpet and horn so well. Speaking of Horn, the lady who lived in the house afterwards comes originally from Horn and her parents were respected people there. But since her aunt has been in need of care, she has to look after the people in the old people's home in Horn and therefore sells the house.

Unimpressed and pitying the hunter, little Redcoat turned around at the stand and dripped off.
Her grandma just knew too much and then talked about it too. It was practically a walking family tree lexicon, which the girl could not understand. How could an old lady remember so much unnecessary stuff about various family members of various acquaintances?

Only now Redcoat noticed the noise in her ear and desperately looked for the source, which she found in her beloved "Mp-Man", who was just about to activate the self-destruct mode, as he also swallowed a lot of water and indefinable particles in the spring had, as Redcoat believed.But the reason was different.

A man with gelled dark hair and black sunglasses, a ballpoint pen in his hand, appeared on the display of the MP3 player and said to Redcoat:
"Agent Red, we have a new assignment for you! This wolf, also known as the" black snout "in crook circles, has invaded several wealthy houses and robbed them. He was always careful and did not leave any paw prints or hair on them DNA analysis. He's meanly dangerous and has a soft spot for young girls, so we're putting you on the case! As far as we know, our tree scouts and woodpeckers are very close to you, so make up your mind ! He swallows the objects he steals! The object WE are after is the golden dog bone that he stole from a hunter's house a few hours ago. The dog bone contains a computer chip on which dangerous data is located are stored: the virus that kills and destroys all cats in the world and causes them to die in agony! "Oppressive silence.

Redcoat's gaze darkened and she nodded purposefully.
"Master Neo, I will not let you down! I will save the madness of this world!"

"Agent Red, follow the white rabbit!"
the picture blurred and a friendly female voice sang happily: "This message is destroyed in 5, 4, 3, 2 ..."
Little Red Coat threw her portable miniature hard drive player into the dark forest, where it flew loudly into the air, distributing streamers and confetti to camouflage the background ... and to amuse the animals, who once again fled into their hiding places in panic.

Redcoat, of course, immediately discovered "Agent Sayoko", the white rabbit, which hobbled ahead and Redcoat found it difficult to follow him.
After a few minutes of traveling, Sayoko disappeared into a hole in the ground, which immediately closed with an explosive-proof titanium-steel-alloy door and a red light came on.Suddenly a mighty wolf jumped out from behind a tree, which the girl could identify as the cheater in the grandma dress only without a costume also as a "black snout".
"So, you came to yourself again, mutt!", She shouted in a confident voice and pulled out the well-known jar.

But before she could point it at him, he took a running start and with one jump he threw her to the ground. Little Redcoat rolled to one side when he tried to bite her neck and viciously kicked his knee between his hind legs. Whimpering, the wolf paused and the girl pushed him down from her.
Then she got up and said:

"You have really caught a bad time to attack a poor, little and innocent girl! This is a real cowhide coat for 260 € in blood red, I not only fell into a spring with it, but you are now making it for me with forest floor- Dirty humus! You will pay for it! "
In the meantime the wolf had got up and didn't quite understand what Redcoat, furious, was up to.He bared his teeth, jumped at her again and ...

PENG!

A real silver bullet, also used for werewolf hunting, hit him right between the eyes and spread his brain and the rest of the skull on the forest floor behind him. At the same moment he was thrown backwards and landed in this mixture of bone, blood and gray cells.

Little Red Coat winked at him and blew smoke from the barrel of the bright red miniature revolver that fired deadly 9.2 millimeter cartridges.
"The gentle pepper spray tour doesn't seem to work! It's your own fault, mutt!"
Then she took out her penknife and worked on the wolf's abdominal wall, slit it open regardless of loss and, with a very evil grin on her lips, pulled the wolf's intestines out of the lifeless body. She carefully spread it out on the ground in front of her and already recognized some objects under the layer of skin that could not be of animal nature.
She cut open her stomach, which injected a load of stomach acid on her face as a punishment.Disgusted, she cleared the contents and found, among other things, an acrylic painting that she had given her grandmother for her birthday. "You stupid beast, you probably wanted to sell it dearly on the black market, pah!", She said angrily and pulled a few silver chains, gold rings and pearl bracelets out of her grandmother's stomach.
When she had wiped the things off and put them in her pocket, she proceeded to the intestines.

It didn't take her long to discover the golden dog bone, which, relatively undigested, defaced the wrinkled image of the wolf's intestine.
When she cut it out, she heard a strange whir in the air from afar, so she quickly wiped it off and just held it up.
Immediately a remote-controlled, Teflon-coated aluminum vulture flew up and grabbed the bone with its claws, a "Good job, Agent Red!" Sounded from the loudspeaker on his neck, which could only have come from Neo, who is currently in the Matrix for a lesson for a block of flats -Wide jumping was there."Thank you, I know!" Said Redcoat with a smile.
The job was done, her grandmother safe and her coat almost dry.
So she packed the wolf in a black 240 liter garbage bag that Agent Sayoko brought from the hole in the ground and shouldered it.

The cheerful ringing continued as she brought the dead wolf to her grandmother's house and threw it into the well, among all the other wolves who were already converting their physiological existence to humus and plant fertilizer for grandma's herb and vegetable garden.

Rotmäntelchen happily went to the nearest Niedermeyer to buy a new MP3 player from the fee for the job that the vulture had dropped. With 60 GB hard drive, built-in camera and color display, size-adjustable headphones and an equalizer for each individual song.

And a chocolate cake, of course.

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