Goldilocks awoke with a jolt, nose to nose with the three angry bears.
Screaming, she fled at high speed, Baby Bear in hot pursuit.
- Wait for me...
- Why?
- Because they force me to eat porridge every morning. I hate it.
They ran all the way to her house. Her mum was waiting.
- Oh good, you brought a little friend, breakfast is served.
BB saw the sloppy mess in the bowls was porridge.
Yelping, he ran out of the house, back to his. At least his mum's porridge was honeyed.
- BB, wait, I'm coming, I can't take hers either! cried Goldilocks.