12 November 2012
Two wicked sisters were going to a boy's birthday bash. Their stepsister, Cindy, helped in every possible way: she varnished their nails, she tightened their corsets, she did their hair and makeup. Alas, no number of lipgloss or ribbons could improve their looks.
"Ner ner ner! Bet you wished you were coming!" crowed one sister.
"But na na na! You haven't got an invitation!" crowed the other.
Out the spiteful sisters flounced. Cindy sat by the fire and started to read a book when her fairy godmother appeared.
"Cindy, darling, why aren't you at the party?" the FGM asked.
"My sisters tore up my invitation card."
The FGM magicked a replica and turned Cindy's denim overalls into cloth of gold pants and tank top. Cindy, slightly reluctanctly, jogged to the boy's house.
Unexpectedly , she had a great time, dancing the salsa and mamba, also the tango. But then she called her FGM. Being invisible to others, the FGM said,
"What happened?"
"I don't have a gift for the birthday boy!" Cindy whispered. Immediately, the FGM magicked a huge wrapped box with a gift inside. The birthday boy liked it best. He liked the trendy dancing girl.
The clock struck 2 PM and Cindy ran out, leaving a gold sandal on the stairs. The birthday boy found it and told his maid to find the dancing girl.
The maid went to Cindy's house. The sandal did not fit the sulky stepsister's fat feet, but they fit Cindy. The boy jumped out of his car and implored, "Cindy, will you like the honour of being my wife?"
"No," Cindy said suprisingly. "I'm too young. Besides, I don't like the way you order your maid around."
"Cindy I will change my ways just for you," said the boy.
"If you meet me at the park for my daily run, however," Cindy continued, "Then maybe I might say yes. Tomorrow, midday, by the lake. Don't forget to bring your trainers!"
Cinderella • Opuss № I