As the school day ends at the School of Friendship, our eight students looked on as Professor Rarity hung up a flyer on the school bulletin board advertising a new club at the school.
Silverstream ran up to the flyer and said “A new flier? Wow! We never had those in Seaquestria!”
“What does it say?” asked Corn.
“A drama club started at the school!” Silverstream exclaimed.
“A drama club?” asked Ocellus.
“Like, as in acting?” Sandbar added.
“Well, that’s what it sounds like. If you ask me, it’s kinda lame” Gallus chimed in.
“Oh, come on, Gallus! I’m sure you’ll like it! You’d seem like the kind of creature who would make a good thespian” Silverstream said.
“Thanks, I guess…what’s a thespian?” Gallus asked.
“A thespian is just another word for actor. Silverstream is trying to say that you’d be good at acting” Ocellus replied.
“Yeah, drama club doesn’t really sound interesting to me” Gallus chimed in.
“Come on, sourpuss! The club just started. How do you know if you’re disinterested if you’ve never experienced it for yourself?” Silverstream replied.
“Hmm, you do have a valid point. Okay, if you really want me to do drama club, I guess I’ll go, but if I don’t like it, I don’t want you to beg me to go to future meetings, got that?” Gallus agreed.
“Yay! I’d knew you consider!” Silverstream cheered.
Gallus rolled his eyes and said “Yeah, yeah. When does this stupid drama club meeting even begin?”
“It starts…right now!” Silverstream exclaimed as she looked at the flyer.
“Then we’d better hurry if we’re gonna be there on time!” Ocellus exclaimed as the eight raced to the drama room.
“I see that you all have been notified of the new drama club. Wonderful! Let’s start by doing an icebreaker activity then I’ll have you all put on your first show!” Rarity announced before the students began their icebreaker.
After the icebreaker, Rarity had the students come together so that she could discuss their first show with them.
“Ok, kids. Now that we’re done with the icebreaker activity, it’s time to discuss our first show together. But before I do that, I’d like to talk about the general play format. I choose what production we put on and who plays what character. Not everyone will be able to perform in one show, but everyone will have had a chance to perform. During our in-club productions, we will be performing for Headmare Starlight and your teachers. We will also be doing an original production at the end of the semester at the performing arts center where all of you will get a chance to perform for your families and friends, as well as the general public. Are there any questions?” Rarity announced.
Corn raised his hoof.
“Yes, Corn?” Rarity asked.
“Will this be for a grade?” Corn asked.
“This is a club, not a regular class, so no, these performances are not graded” Rarity responded.
Yona raised her hoof.
“Yona?” Rarity asked.
“What first play be?” Yona asked.
“I’m glad you brought that up, Yona, because I was just going to get to that. I have decided that our first play will be a mini-production of Little Red Riding Hood” Rarity announced.
“Oh! I love that story!” Peg exclaimed.
“Little Red Riding Hood? No offense, Miss Rarity, but aren’t we a little old for stories like that?” Smolder asked.
“Nonsense, Smolder. Everybody loves the tale of Little Red Riding Hood! In fact, I think you could pull off the role of Little Red Riding Hood very well!” Rarity responded.
“Gallus, I think you could be an excellent wolf! Silverstream, you can be the granny! Sandbar, you can be the lumberjack! Finally, Yona, you can be Little Red’s mother. Everyone else, there’s always next time! For now, please report to the bleacher area and be respectful of your classmates as they are performing. Now, my actors, take your positions!” Rarity exclaimed as the actors began acting.
One day, in a small cottage in the middle of the woods, Little Red Riding Hood (Smolder) was tasked with delivering a basket full of baked goods to her grandmother (Silverstream).
“Red girl, please make sure that basket go to grandma. Beware of bad wolf!” Red’s mother explained.
“Ok, mother. I’ll be right back!” Red replied as she left the cottage.
As Red walked through the woods to her grandma’s house, she was met by the big, bad wolf (Gallus) that her mother was warning about. The wolf let out a fierce howl, which didn’t frighten Little Red.
“Huh? Why aren’t you screaming, or shaking…or scared? Am I not scary enough for you?” the wolf asked.
“Not really. My mom told me that you’d be here” Red replied.
“Oh. Well, what are you doing walking through the woods by yourself, young lady?” the wolf asked.
“I’m delivering this basket of baked goods to my grandmother” Red replied.
“Well, I’m sure your grandmother wouldn’t mind if you gave some of your bread to little old me. I haven’t eaten for quite a while, y’know” the wolf replied as he was rubbing his rumbling stomach.
“No way! I’m not just gonna give some random stranger bread that’s meant for my grandma! In fact, I shouldn’t even be talking to you! Now if you excuse me, I gotta get to my grandma’s house before nightfall!” Red retorted as she walked away from the wolf.
“Well, my pretty, if that’s how you want to do things, then I’m more than willing to play along!” the wolf said to himself as he thought of a scheme to get Red’s goods.
“But, how will I get to grandma’s house?” the wolf thought as he saw a sign pointing to Red’s grandma’s house.
“Well, that answers my question” the wolf thought as he followed the signs to Red’s grandma’s house.
Once the wolf made it to Red’s grandma’s house, he knocked on the door and waited for a response.
“Coming, Little Red Riding Hood!” the grandma called out from inside the house.
“That’s really her full name?” the wolf said to himself as Red’s grandma opened her door.
“Wait a minute! You’re not Little Red Riding Hood!” the grandma exclaimed.
“Nope, but you’re the appetizer!” the wolf replied as he ate Red’s grandma and burped up her clothes and glasses.
“Mmm mmm, that old lady was quite delicious” the wolf said as he put on the grandma’s clothes.
Then, he knew that Little Red Riding Hood was almost at the house. Upon realizing this, the wolf raced into Grandma’s bed. He heard a knock at the door, the knock coming from Little Red.
“The door’s unlocked, Little Red Riding Hood!” the wolf called, trying his best to imitate an old lady.
Little Red came inside the house, walked up to the wolf, and placed the basket of baked goods on the nightstand.
“Grandma, what big eyes you have!” Red exclaimed.
“The better to see you with, my dear!” the wolf replied.
“And what big, sharp teeth you have!”
“Made for bread!”
“And what a big belly you have!”
“Plenty of room for bread in there!”
“And what big, pointy ears you have!”
“The better to hear you with, my dear!”
Red let out a gasp as she realized that her grandma wasn’t present.
“Wait a minute, you’re not my grandma! You’re that no good wolf!” Red cried.
“It really took you that long to figure it out? You’re not exactly the brightest in the forest, aren’t you?” the wolf replied.
“Ok, what did you do with my grandma?” Red retorted.
“Little Red Riding Hood? Is that you?” the grandma asked from the wolf’s stomach.
Red looked at the wolf’s bloated stomach, then made eye contact with the wolf, then rinse and repeat a few times. Red got furious.
“YOU ATE MY GRANDMA?!” she yelled.
“Well, how else would I get to eat your baked goods?” the wolf asked as the lumberjack (Sandbar) came in the house.
“Is everything okay in here? I heard yelling” the lumberjack asked.
“Does everything look okay? This no-good wolf ate my grandma!” Red responded, pointing at the nervous wolf.
“Stand back, little lady! I’ll take care of this!” the lumberjack said as he prepared to cut the wolf open to free Red’s grandma.
“Woah there, amigo! No need to go to such great lengths! I’ll get her out myself!” the wolf said as he put his paws in his mouth and pulled Red’s grandma out.
“Hurray!” Red cheered.
“Well, looks like my work here is done. Stay out of trouble, wolfie!” the lumberjack exclaimed as he left the house.
“So, grandma, I brought you this basket of baked goods, courtesy of my mother” Red said.
“Oh, why thank you, dear!” the grandma replied.
Now feeling sad, the wolf watched Red and her grandma share the basket of goods, clenching onto his growling stomach.
“Y’know, Mr. Wolf, you may have eaten my grandma and all, but I think it would be fair if I let you have some of my mom’s baked goods” Red offered.
“Really? After what I did?” the wolf asked, which prompted Red to nod.
“Wow, thank you, Little Red. That’s very kind of you!” the wolf replied as the three shared the goods and lived happily ever after.
It was then that the onstage actors were met with applause by their headmare, teachers, and classmates as they all took a bow.
After they were finished tidying, Corn and Peg went up to Gallus to praise him.
“You were great up there, Gallus!” Peg cheered.
“Yeah, and you said that acting wasn’t your thing!” Corn added.
“Yeah, but you were right. This was fun! I wanna do this again!” Gallus replied.
Silverstream walked up to the three and giggled. “I knew you’d like it, Gallus. You were such a great wolf!”
Gallus howled like a wolf and said, “That’s wolf talk for ‘thanks!’”, causing the four friends to laugh.
“Say, this isn’t the only new club on campus, y’know!” Silverstream exclaimed.
“It isn’t? What else is there?” Corn asked.
“Well, Professor Rainbow Dash just started up a new cheerleading team that I think you’ll love, Gally!” Silverstream teased.
“Nope!” Gallus retorted playfully.
“What about Professor Applejack’s new farming club?” Corn asked.
“E-I-E-I-no way!” Gallus relied.
“Professor Fluttershy’s new animal club?” Peg asked.
“Maybe” Gallus replied.