Just Right by Sid Cannon

Once upon a time, Goldilocks was nodding off in the perfect bed when she spotted a faintly recessed hatch in the wall. 

Curious, she arose and opened it, revealing the most exquisite masks of uncannily tender leather.

She tried the left one: too dry and pruny.

Middle one: too moist and squelchy.

Right one: missing.

Just as she stood perplexed, the door opened and in sauntered three friendly-looking bears.

In fact, they were smiling with all their teeth.

Goldilocks held out a hand in greeting.

But the middle bear instead framed her face with its paws and snarled, “Just right.”