Little Bow Tweet, tweets.

"Little Bo Beep has lost her sheep and doesn't know where to find them. Tell them a lie, and they will come home, bringing their best behavior behind them".

Once upon a modern time, there was a lonely girl named Little Bow Tweet. Yes, her mother had a weird sense of humor. This silly name gets her bullied at school. She is really tired of it all and wants to play a trick on the bullies.

She tweets for them to meet, pretending to be the famous singer 'Beowulf", whom they all adore. Hey boys and gals, come all dressed up really nice to meet me, your favorite singer in the Grand Red Forest.

Here is what I want y'all to wear:

For Women:

A simple, elegant dress paired with a soft cardigan. You can choose a color that compliments your style or go with classic shades like black, navy, or red.

Stylish Blouse and Trousers: Add a statement necklace or earrings to elevate the look.

Jumpsuit: Comfortable yet chic, a jumpsuit can be a versatile choice. Pick one with a flattering fit and pair it with heeled sandals or ankle boots.

Layered Look: A stylish top with a comfortable blazer or jacket over it. Pair with jeans or a skirt for a relaxed yet polished appearance.

For Men:

Smart Casual: A well-fitted shirt with chinos or dark jeans. You can add a blazer for the venue calls for something a bit more formal.

Layered Look: A casual shirt with a sweater over it. This adds texture to your outfit and keeps you comfortable.

Dress Shoes or Stylish Sneakers: Depending on the vibe of choice, either can work well. Just make sure they complement the overall look.

Accessories: A nice watch or subtle bracelet can add a touch of sophistication without overdoing it.

And don't forget to wear a hint of your favorite scent to make a lasting impression!

Plan to have a fantastic time on our date!

What kind of place are you headed to, you may be wondering? It is an impromptu fabulous affair fit tor kings and queens. So go all out, and look your utmost best.

+

Little Bow Tweet lied about a grand feat, she was all alone and in gloom. The bullies at school, oh, they were cruel, and often made her sad and frightened.

She thought of a trick, something clever and slick, to teach them a lesson anew. So she sent out a tweet, in a voice so sweet, pretending to be someone they knew.

"Beowulf," she cried, her favorite guide, a famous singer in the land. "Come meet me," she said, "in the forest so red, where the towering trees stand."

The bullies dressed well, their excitement did swell, for Beowulf they wished to see. They dressed up so neat, from their heads to their feet, expecting a grand jubilee.

Into the forest they marched, feeling proud and starched, looking sharp as they gleamed in the night. But when they reached there, with the cold evening air, there was no singer in sight.

Little Bow Tweet hid away, in a nook so gay, all warm and toasty, watching the bullies in their plight. They looked here and there, in despair, "Where's our star? This must be a spite!"

As the minutes turned to hours, they lost all their powers, realizing they'd been fooled. Their pride took a tumble, as they began to mumble, feeling embarrassed and overruled.

Bow Tweet stepped out, with a triumphant shout, and faced her bullies bold. "Beowulf isn't real tonight," she began to reveal, "but I've learned to be brave and bold."

"Oh, look, it's the Little Bo Sheep". The bullies all pointed.

Suddenly, a breeze, brought whispers through the trees, and the forest began to glow. A magical light, so soft and bright, enveloped Bow Tweet in a radiant show.

Her disguise dissolved, and the bullies were terrified, as they saw her true form emerge. Bow Tweet transformed, into a beastly sight, a wolf guardian with a gentle urge.

With a nod of her head, she cast a spell so grand, turning the bullies into quivering jelly.

The little bad wolf began to growl. From the depths of her stomach, she coughed up words, startling the bullies into tears.

"Strip off all of your fabulous clothes. Place them in yon bin and set them on fire".

"But it's cold, surely we shall freeze to death". One dilettante wailed.

"All the better to teach you kindness, my deah". Grinned the wolf.

"But they are expensive, and we haven't even paid for them yet"! One lovely dark skinned beauty huffed.

"All the better to find yourself a job. Be thankful that I don't gobble you all up". She Wolfie growled under her breath.

Wolf sidled up close to Chloe, the leader of the bullies and snapped her fangs.

The once proud and feisty blond screamed mightily, jumping back in distaste. Not in fear however, Wolfie noticed, but in disdain.

"Maybe I oughta take a bite out of your pretty face, just so you know I mean business". The wolf taunted, leaning close to Chloe's face.

Chloe recoiled, hastily beginning to shed her fancy attire.

They all shut up at this point, following Chloe's lead. The teeth on this wolf looked extra sharp and pointy.

"Undress now, please...leave the undies on, I don't wish you all undue distresssssss! She laughed at the almost pun of the word.

"Remember to huddle for warmth tonight. Tomorrow I will report you all to the authorities, you may tell them the truth, maybe an asylum is where you all belong anyway. For who would believe that a modern day young girl turns into the big bad wolf".

Little Bow Tweet stood and watched all the clothes burn, turned to peer long and hard at the trembling group before disappearing into the forest.

Don't worry. They were found safe and sound, their teeth rattling from the cold, bur otherwise in good staid. Well, maybe a few got the sneezes. That is nothing in todays world. In a few days they were again, right as rain.

They now saw Bow Tweet in a completely different light. From that day forth, there was absolutely no bullying. The entire school wondered what the heck had happened to turn bullies into the nicest of persons.

They learned to be kind, leaving cruelty behind, and together everyone grew strong. For in the Grand Red Forest, they had learned a valued lesson, and knew that The Big Bad Wolf was now watching their every move..

To be continued...