Once upon a time in the country of Scotsville lived an adventurous school boy named Liam Anderson.

He was on his way to see his school friend Katy Walker, when he decided to take a short cut through .............Forest.

While Liam was walking through the forest, it didn't take long before he got lost. He looked around, but all he could see were trees.

Nervously, he felt into his bag for his calming accessory, Blanky, but Blanky was nowhere to be found! Liam began to panic.

He was sure he had packed Blanky. To make things worse, he was starting to feel hungry.

From out of nowhere, he saw a fierce tiger wearing a black hat disappearing into the trees.

“How odd!” thought Liam.

Looking to find a way out of the the forest, he decided to follow the peculiarly dressed tiger. Perhaps it could tell him the way out of the forest.

Eventually, Liam reached an area where there were no trees in sight. He found himself surrounded by houses made from different sorts of foods. There was a house made from carrots, a house made from biscuits, a house made from pancakes and a house made from chocolates.

Liam could feel his tummy rumbling. Looking at the houses made him hungrier by the second.

"Hello!" he called. "Is anybody there?"

Nobody replied.

Liam looked at the roof on the closest house and wondered if it would be rude to eat somebody else's chimney. Obviously it would be impolite to eat a whole house, but maybe it would be acceptable to nibble on the odd fixture or lick the odd fitting, in a time of need.

A cackle broke through the air, giving Liam a fright. A witch jumped into the space in front of the houses. She was carrying a cage. In that cage was Blanky.

"Blanky!" shouted Liam. He turned to the witch. "That's my calming blanket!"

The witch just shrugged.

"Give Blanky back!" cried Liam.

“Never!” said the witch

“At least let Blanky out of that cage!”

Before she could reply, three fierce tigers rushed in from a footpath on the other side of the forest. Liam recognized the one in the black hat that he’d seen earlier. The witch seemed to recognize him too.

“Hello Big Tiger,” said the witch.

“ Good morning.” The tiger noticed Blanky. “Who is this?”

“That's Blanky,” explained the witch.

“Ooh! Blanky would look lovely in my house. Give it to me!” demanded the tiger.

The witch shook her head. “Blanky is staying with me.”

“Um Excuse me” Liam interrupted. “Blanky lives with me!. And not in a cage!"

Big Tiger ignored him. "Is there nothing you'll trade?" he asked the witch.

The witch thought for a moment, then said, "I do like to be entertained.

I'll give Blanky to anybody who can eat a whole front door from one of these houses."

Big Tiger looked at the house made from chocolates and said, "No problem, I could eat an entire house made from chocolates if I wanted to."

"That's nothing," said the next tiger. "I could eat two houses."

"There's no need to show off," said the witch. Just eat one front door and I'll let you have Blanky."

Liam watched feeling very worried. He didn't want the witch to give Blanky to Big Tiger. He didn't think Blanky would like living with a fierce tiger, away from his house and all his other toys.

The other two tigers watched while Big Tiger put on his bib and took out a knife and fork from his pocket.

"I'll eat this whole house," said Big Tiger. "Just you watch!"

Big Tiger pulled off a corner of the front door of the house made from chocolates. He gulped it down smiling, and went back for more.

  And more.

     And more.

Eventually, Big Tiger started to get bigger just a little bit bigger at first.

But after a few more fork fulls of chocolates, he grew to the size of a large snowball.

"Erm... I don't feel too good," said Big Tiger.

Suddenly, he started to roll. He'd grown so round that he could no longer balance!

"Help!" he cried, as he rolled off down a slope into the forest.

Big Tiger never finished eating the front door made from chocolates and Blanky stayed trapped in the witch's cage.

Average Tiger stepped up, and walked over to the house made from pancakes.

"I'll eat this whole house," said Average Tiger. "Just you watch!"

Average Tiger pulled off a corner of the front door of the house made from pancakes. She gulped it down smiling, and went back for more.

And more.

 And more.

After a while, Average Tiger started to look a little sick.

She grew greener

 ...and greener.

A woodcutter walked into the forest. "What's this bush doing here?" he asked.

"I'm not a bush, I'm a tiger!" said Average Tiger.

"It talks!" exclaimed the woodcutter.