In the Packaging and Labeling Garden, little sheep creatures wandered about, slapping labels on jars and containers with label guns. The cart moved down the track and Red explains the nature of the garden.
"Here's the packaging and labeling garden. The plucked wings get stuffed into tea bags then boxed, and the fairy juice goes in jars or bottles. I know you guys aren't here for a tour but this cart moves slow so I might as well tell you what's up."
"So they make more than just tea, huh?" Andrew asked.
"Yeah, Fairy Jelly goes in the jars, and sparkling Fairy Water in the bottles." Red answered.
"Ooh! I just want to set those little sheep on fire and roast those stupid pigs!" Teenie growls.
"Chill out, dude", Red says, "save all that anger for the big bad wolf."
"Big bad wolf?!" Andrew and Teenie say together.
"He's the guard to the Witches' lair." Red answers. "And no one gets passed him."
Suddenly, Andrews phone starts ringing. He takes it out and sees that it was Oliver.
"Wassup?" Andrew answers.
"Andrew!? Where in the world are you with that damn manager?" Oliver snapped.
"We're on our way, we're almost there."
"On your way to where?"
"To the witches'— I mean, the managers…lair." Andrew said, scratching the back of his head.
"Well, hurry it up! It can't be that hard to find someone in charge around here! These deers are pissing me off!"
"Just hang in there, we're almost there." Andrew assures as Oliver hangs up. Just then, the cart stops in front of a large doorway which led through what seemed like another indoor forest, only this one was much darker and creepier.
"Well, here's the road that leads to the witches lair." Red says. "And this is where I wish you guys luck."
"Is there really a wolf in there?" Andrew asked.
"Yeah, and I'm terrified of wolves so, you guys are on your own from here." Red says.
"Oh come on, it can't be that bad," Andrew says, "it's three of us and one of him."
"No, you don't get it. See, I'm currently being treated for PTSD for an incident involving a wolf and my grandma back when I was a kid. Sorry, I just can't go in there." Red turned away from Andrew and Teenie as if to hide the fear and embarrassment on her pretty little face.
"Sometimes, it's good to face your fears," Teenie chimes in, "That's how you overcome them. That's why I'm here, going after those witches, and look at me! I'm tiny compared to you guys!"
"How bad could it have been?" Andrew asks. "Did he like eat your grandma or something? Sorry, if I just ignited your PTSD…"
"Sort of…in a way…" Red looks down and tried to repress the memory again.
"You know what!? I wish he did eat her! For real!" Red bursts, causing Andrew and Teenie to jump.
"Eat her for real?" Andrew was confused, and so was Teenie.
"Just forget about it, okay! I hate wolves!" Red folds her arms and turns away. Andrew puts his arm on her shoulder.
"Come on, I'll protect you," he says. "Plus, we kinda need you in there with the witches, you know, to witness…stuff."
"Alright, but if I see that you're getting your ass kicked or something by that wolf, I'm leaving you there." Red says. And with that, Andrew, Teenie and Red begin the walk down through the forest. After about five minutes of walking, shivering and reconsidering, they finally reach large double doors and a guard shack in front of it. Red stops.
'That's the guard shack! That's where the wolf is!" she says. Just then, the door to the guard shack slides open and the large, black, furry paw steps out. The wolf stood upright on his hind legs and glared down at the trio before him.
"I've never seen a wolf that big and scary before", Teenie hid partly behind Andrew along with Red.
"I don't think you kids are supposed to be in here." The wolf growled.
What would become of them now? The big bad wolf guard did not look like he would be easily fooled and he now looked like he wanted to eat all three of them, for real!