The New Snow White, Part 3

The Huntsman from 'Snow White and the Huntsman'

Night after night Grimhilda tried to plot and plan how she would get rid of Snow and punish the Huntsman, for his treason, at the same time. But admittedly she was very new to this revenge thing and didn’t really have any good ideas of her own. On the 5 night of pacing her chambers, up and down, the mirror God looked back at her. In his hands he held a beautiful ornate small chest. As Grimhilda stared at him, his hands, holding the chest, came out of the mirror. She took it from him. It was heavier than what it looked like and his hands went back into the mirror.

A thought dawned on her. If he could give her the box through the mirror, what is then to stop him from coming out of the mirror completely? As if knowing her thoughts the mirror responded. “I can never leave the mirror. My Heart is bound to it. Open the box Grimhilda.”

She does as instructed and inside of the this beautiful chest she sees an even more stunning dagger. How is this man in the mirror a white man when everything else about him seems Charra. This she cannot put her mind around. She looks at the box and dagger questioningly. The Mirror smiles at her and starts to explain……

The next day the Queen orders the Huntsman to her. She explains to him, very slowly, that due to his betrayal he has a very daunting task in front of him. He is to take Snow White into the dark wood and end her life there. Then as prove that did, he must put her heart in the box and leave the dagger a bloody mess, and then bring these two items to her.

“I will never do it,” the huntsman cries out. Grimhilda glares at him and smiles ”We didn’t think that you would just cooperate with this plan. This morning while you were sleeping I captured your favourite Axe. If you don’t do as I say, your axe will never again see the light of day.” The huntsman drops his head in shame and mumbles to himself “Don’t worry Patsy darling, I wont let her kill you.” With that he looks up and takes the box and dagger from Grimhilda.

That night George takes Snow White out of the castle on a false pretense of a picnic followed by sex in the dark woods. He explains to her that he is really into the thrill of getting caught and that is why he wants to take her in the dark forest where now one ever goes. Nope doesn’t make sense, but I did tell you that he doesn’t have much for brains. Obviously didn’t eat enough fish growing up.

After the picnic and sex, as if he will miss out on food and snoes, George just cannot bring himself to kill this little tart. He tells her that she is no longer save and must run away and never return again. He explains to her that he has to go back to rescue his beloved Patsy, but once he has her, he will come looking for his belusted Snow White.

The Queen from 'Snow White and the HUntsman'

Later that night Grimhilda can see from her Chambers window as the huntsman comes riding into the Castle grounds. Immediately he is summoned.

Sweating his ass off in front of her he hands her the chest, that is covered in blood. Grimhilda is overjoyed. Even before she opens the box, she takes the blood from her hands and rubs it all over her face, laughing her ass off.

She opens the box, her eyes wide as she stares at the heart lying inside of it. Again she bursts out in a crazy laughter. She flicks her fingers and her right-hand henchman just appears. She hands him the box “Please make sure that cook prepares this for me for my breakfast tomorrow and see to it that George here is reunited with his beloved Patsy.”

George kneels in front of the Queen and follows the right hand man out of the chambers. In his thoughts he hopes and preys that the Queen will never find out that the heart he gave her belonged to a dear and not his beloved Snow White. For that information would surely mean his end, or worse even, the end of his beloved Patsy darling.

The story of the huntsman however is very brief after that. He leaves that very night to follow his little tart but because of his bad memory and night blindness he takes the wrong path and Is eventually eaten alive by a troop of giant ants. Torn limb from limb.

The next morning Grimhilda enjoyed the most beautiful and delicious breakfast she had ever had.