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Once upon a time there was a, or should I saw three, beautiful girls. They were all named Cinderella. The first was called Raggie because all she had to wear were tattered rags and she acted as a slave to the others. The second was called Cindy because she always wore way too much makeup. The third was called Cinderella because it is her real name after all,she is very formal and proper, always ready for a ball.
Oh my! I’m invited to the Prince’s Royal Ball.
What about me?
Oh, yeah. You too.
Yes sister dear?
Fetch me my finest dress. Make sure you mend it to perfection I must marry the Prince. Oh and when you’re done do my hair.
Me,too. Only mother said I could use her finest. In fact it’s obvious I’m her favorite.
(Raggie slips away during the ruckus to complete her chores)
Do you refer it like this or this?
The first, definitely the first. Duh, Ragweed! Right Cinderella? (Pause) Right?
What? Oh, yes, yes of course.
Well it’s not my usual amount but I guess it’ll do. If I must say so myself I look fine no matter what.
Of course. Cinderella it’s time for your hair and make up.
Oh, hooray! I would like it like this.
Hmmm. Hmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmmmmm.
Are you not going to apologize?
Whatever. Are you done yet?
Almost… and perfect!
Took you long enough. The carriage just arrived.
Good-bye! Have fun!
Oh how I wish to go to the ball!
Then go, go Raggie.
Who’s there? Oh, you scared me!
Go, go Raggie. You have to go.
I couldn’t, I have nothing to wear.
We do though.
Thank you, but I really don’t think your clothes will fit me
Don’t be silly.
Follow us. Well it might be quicker if you carried us up to your room.
Excuse me my lady, may I have this dance?
They danced and they danced all night long. At the stroke of midnight Raggie said her good-byes and set off to leave. But the Prince stopped her before she left and asked for her name. She said “Cinderella”. Then she ran home but lost one of her glass slippers in the bushes and sent the mice off with her dress and the spare slipper.
I know what you did last night. The Prince is sending all his men out to find you. Ugh! No, no way am I going to let you marry him. You are going to pretend I was the one who danced with Prince Charming all night long.
Of course. Oh, dearest sister, please don’t tell anyone. Please?
Why would I- well maybe if your lucky I won’t.
(Knocks on the door)
I will get it.
No, I will.
May I come in? I am here to find a lady called Cinderella.
They mean me. I am Cinderella. See thats Cindy and the maid.
May I try this slipper on you then?
There’s really no need.
No, no go ahead.
Very well then it’s not like they fit me anyway.
I am sorry my lady but you are not the Cinderella I am looking for.
What about me?
All right then… No it is far to small. What about you miss?
No not her she is just the maid.
Well all right.
Cindy & Cinderella
My it fits just perfect!
No! I am to be the queen! I am the real Cinderella.
No I am.
Good-bye my sisters I will see you soon.
Raggie grew to be called Queen Ella, and quite good looking, too. She forgave her sisters and they became ugly but lived happily ever after.