the three little pigs

Once upon a time there were three little pigs. Their names were Rigby, Mordecai, and Skips. Skips was the smartest out of all of them. He was the one who was the best builder but the other two were lazy.

One day they decided to build some huts so they split up. Rigby was building a straw house. All through the summer they built huts and Rigby was the first one to finish. The other two brothers said “your ones not strong, it’s weak” but Rigby did not care. So the second brother Mordecai started to build his house. He made his house out of wood. His one was not made properly because he wanted to go play with his brother.

But the older brother Skips was the brainiest of them all he was going to make his huts out of brick. The brothers kept on teasing him that his house didn’t look that good, and the two brothers tried to bribe him to come and play. He kept on saying no then. Early hours in the morning he had finished that day in the afternoon A wolf had escaped out of the zoo he was so hungry looking for something to eat so he was watching the pigs for a long time then decided to try and eat them.

He huffed and puffed and blew the house down rigby ran as fast as he could to his brothers house knock knock let me in the wolves chasing me ok the door opened and slammed just as the wolf came so he huffed and puffed and blew the house down they both ran to Skips house let us in the wolves coming ok the door opened and shut just as the wolf came up to the door

He huffed and puffed and could not blow the house down he tried again huff and puff but still could not blow the house down so he went to the supermarket and bought a ladder then went back and climbed up to the chimney. When he got to the top where making a hot cup of tea then the wolf fell down and burnt his self and the wolf ran away and never` came back.