| You've all heard the story of Cinderella.
Well, as you'll find out in
this story, everything didn't end up "happily ever after." Cinderella did live with her wicked stepmother and her two wicked stepsisters, but nobody ever told you that Cinderella was also wicked, she just did a good job concealing it. Cinderella was in the kitchen, preparing breakfast for her stepmother and stepsisters. She could already feel the rage building up inside of her, and it was still early in the morning. "Oh... I can just see that this is going to be a great day." Cinderella mumbled to herself. Then she picked up the trays of food and headed towards the rooms of her stepsisters. "Good morning Anastasia." said Cinderella as she placed her stepsisters food on the table. "Here is your breakfast." "Go away!! Can't you see I'm trying to sleep?" mumbled Anastasia. Cinderella left the room and headed for Druselia's room. She opened the door and placed the food on the table without saying a word. She was already mad about what Anastasia said to her. After all that time she took to make her breakfast. They were all so ungrateful. Cinderella knocked on her stepmother's door. "Enter child," she said faintly. Cinderella opened the door and placed her food on a table. "Here is your food stepmother," said Cinderella. "Thank you. You may leave now and tend to your chores," said the stepmother. "Yes Stepmother," Cinderella said as she left the room. Later that day, a knock came at the door. Cinderella was in the living room scrubbing the floors. She got up and answered the door. A man was standing there and he handed her a flier. "There will be a ball tonight at the castle," he said, "every single woman in the town must attend." "Thank you," said Cinderella as she closed the door. "Stepmother! Stepmother!," screamed Cinderella. "Yes Cinderella, what is it?" replied her stepmother. "This just arrived." Cinderella said, "It's an invitation to a ball at the castle tonight. Can I go?" "Of course you can go," her stepmother replied "Only after you finish all of your chores." "I'm almost done now." said Cinderella eagerly. "Oh no you're not." said her stepmother wickedly, "You still have to do the laundry, wash all of the floors and windows, clean all of the rugs, and wash the drapes." "WHAT!!!" exclaimed Cinderella. "I refuse to do any of that. What do you think I am, a maid?" "Well then I guess you refuse to go to the ball tonight." said her stepmother. "Oh.. I will definitely be going," Cinderella mumbled to herself, "it's you I'm not so sure of." Cinderella ran up to her room to find something to wear. She looked through her closet and threw everything she had onto her bed. You see she didn't always wear rags, she had some pretty nice clothes too. There were never any mice that helped her make a dress they were just added to the story. I mean really, who ever heard of a talking mouse? They just don't exist. As for the fairy god mother, she was fake too. These things just make the story sound better. Anyway, back to the story. Cinderella sifted through her clothes. She fix a few dresses up to make one nice dress. It was really pretty when she was done with it. Now for her stepsisters and stepmother. You see, her stepmother and sisters never made it to the ball. She decided that she would have to somehow keep them home. She decided that she would drug them. She put a bunch of sleeping pills in the their dinner. After they all finished their dinner they all went to their rooms and fell asleep. She figured that they would be out cold until about 12:30. She would have to leave the ball at midnight to be back when they finally awaken. She went to her room and got ready for the ball. She looked wonderful. She was ready to leave when she realized she had no way to get there. Well the castle wasn't that far so she decided to walk. It took her longer than she thought to get there. She was a little late. Everyone was already there and dancing when she came in. Suddenly everyone stopped and looked at this beauty who came in. The prince crossed the room and asked her to dance. Of course she agreed because she didn't want to be rude. See in the original story you weren't ever told why the prince couldn't find a bride. He was far from handsome. In fact most people would call him ugly. Cinderella didn't care for his looks, she just wanted his money. She was a greedy little brat. She danced with him the whole night. She was getting really bored. The prince didn't really say very much to her. She finally glanced up at the clock. It was 11:30. She decided that she would leave now since it did take her a while to get there. She said goodbye to the prince and went dashing out of that place. She almost fell on her way out so she decided to take off her shoes. Well while she was taking them off she managed to drop one of them. She was going to go back for it when she noticed the prince coming after her. "Forget it." she said as she ran away. She just kept on running until she was finally home. She ran in the front door and ran up to her room. She changed as quickly as she could back into her rags before her stepsisters and stepmother woke up. She hopped into her bed and went to sleep herself The next morning she woke up and found the door to her room locked. "Damn! They must of found out that I drugged them." Cinderella mumbled under her breath. "Good thing I have this axe so I can get out." she said as she started chopping at her bedroom door. It was open in no time. "Now they are going to have to pay!" Cinderella said as she ran down the stairs. Cinderella kept a gun outside in the barn just to scare away wolves and foxes. She went out to get it and then went back inside the house. "Where are you?" she screamed as she ran throughout the house. First she went to the door of her stepmother's room. She kicked open the door and startled her stepmother. "You are going to pay for locking me in my room!!" Cinderella shouted at her stepmother. "What are you....." her stepmother began. BANG BANG BANG Shots rang out as Cinderella shot her stepmother. "That's number one!" Cinderella said heading towards Anastasia's room. She kicked open the door. "Oh my god Cindere...." BANG BANG BANG "That's number two!" said Cinderella with a sly look on her face. "One more to go!" She headed for Druselia's room. "WAKE UP SISTER!" she said as she kicked open her door. BANG BANG BANG "That's number three!" said Cinderella gleefully. DING DONG Suddenly the door bell rang. Cinderella straightened herself and ran downstairs. "Yes, can I help you?" she said as she opened the door. "Yes, this shoe was left at the ball last night and we are trying it on all of the women in town." the man at the door said "Whoever fits the shoe will marry the prince." "Well I'm the only one here." Cinderella said devishly, "I'll gladly try on the shoe. In fact, I have the other one right here." Well you know what happenend next. Cinderella married the prince, but that's not the end of the story. The bodies of her stepmother and stepsisters were burned when their house mysteryously went up in flames. Anyway, back to the prince. Cinderella and the prince went on a honeymoon. She hated the prince. She found that he was a dull, boring, rich man and besides that he was horribly ugly. She decided that she must kill him too. First, she needed to make sure that she was in his will so she would get money. As a matter of fact she was. Since the prince was widely known she couldn't just kill him as she did to her stepmother and stepsisters. She decided that she must make it look like and accident. She finally concocted a plan. She would push him off the terrace of their hotel room. She had to somehow get him to come out ther first. "Honey," Cinderella called, "come out here and see this wonderful view." He came out onto the balcony. "Look down there at that beautiful fountain." Cinderella said. When he leaned over to look at it she pushed him. He fell twenty feet to his death. "Oh no!" cried Cinderella. "My husband just fell! Somebody please help me!!" Finally the cops came, asked her a few questions and took the body away. A few weeks later after the prince's funeral, Cinderella bought herself a wonderful little chateau in France. Cinderella was the only one in the story who actually lived "happily ever after." Nobody ever blamed her for the death of the prince and nobody ever found out about the death of her stepmother and stepsisters. She was a free, and very rich woman. |