I spent a morning re-imagining Hansel and Gretel as survivors of a terrible plague in a post-apocalyptic dystopia. It was kind of awesome (I was procrastinating at the time). Here are a couple of character sketches.
Hansel and Gretel
Hansel and Gretel found each other one evening in the aftermath of a nuclear holocaust. They assumed these names because they had long since forgotten their real ones. "Fuck that shit," said now-Gretel. "Our old lives are over so we don't need those names anyway." Now-Hansel shrugged tiredly and made a tentative estimate of the time in relation to the sun's position in the sky. "What should we do now?" he asked. "Whatever we want," replied Gretel, grimly.
Now that humans are an endangered species, Baba Yaga spends most of her days feeling bored and hungry. "I just need a little snack," she tells unwitting visitors, before clubbing them over the head with her giant pestle-cum-walking stick.