The Cockerell Who Crowed At Night

Once a farmer bought a cockerell from a stranger but the cockerell would only crow at night and kept the farmer and his wife awake all night instead of waking them up in the morning.
And so the farmer went to the man who had sold him the cockerell to demand his money back but the mans neighbours said he had left his house and gone to another village far away.
But the farmer was determined that he would not be cheated out of his money and so, putting the rooster in a cage on the back of his cart, he travelled all day and night to the village.
As he was approaching the village however, suddenly the man entered a dense white mist and in the mist he heard the sound of women laughing; wild cackles like the laughter of old witches.
Then onto his cart their climbed two beautiful women with skin as pale as snow; lips as red as blood; long hair black as midnight and eyes as green as the eyes of a cat.
And one of them, pressing a bottle of red wine to his lips said, "Come and have a drink with us in the back of your cart".
"I can't do that", he said, "I'm a married man".
"But no one will see us", said the woman holding the wine bottle, "Not in this mist and darkness".
And so the farmer lay down in the back of his cart and he and the women passed the bottle of wine back and forth between them, taking gulps and, though the farmer was no stranger to strong licquor, he soon felt himself becoming drowsy.
But, stranger than that, when he looked at the wine in the bottle he began, through blurry eyes to think it looked not so much like wine as red blood.
"What am I drinking?", he said, laughing drunkenly.
"Don't worry about that", said one of the strange women, climbing ontop of him, "Give me a kiss".
And so he kissed the woman upon her lips but then, as he looked at her mouth, he thought that her teeth looked longer than teeth ordinarily should; longer and sharper, like the teeth of a beast.
And her face seemed different now too, not as pretty as it had been before, but more like the face of an animal.
Then she stroked his hair and he thought that her fingernails looked as long as talons.
"What is happening to you?", he said, feeling bewildered and frightened, "You look like a monster".
"You're just drunk, silly", said the woman.
But then he looked round at the other woman and saw a big black wolf wearing the womans dress that then started baying at the moon and, startled, the man realized that these were not real women at all but vampires.
"Help!", he called out.
But the woman ontop of him only threw her head back and shrieked with laughter.
"No one can help you", she hissed.
And she was about to bite into the man with her long vampire teeth when, suddenly, the farmers cockerell started to crow.
"No", said the woman, annoyedly, looking over at the cockerell in its cage, "It can't be morning already".
But the vampire didn't know that the cockerell only crowed at night and so, calling to the other vampire, she said, "Hurry sister. We must  get back to our coffins before the sun raises its head".
Then, sprouting wings of leather upon their backs the two she-monsters flew into the mist and the farmer, thankful to be alive, got back into the front of his cart and drove it back home.
And, after that, he didn't mind so much that his cockerell crowed at night.
"At least we're safe from vampires and werewolves", he said to his wife as he lay down, the next night, to sleep.
"A-wooooo-woooo", howled his wife, bearing her teeth.