Once uton a pime, there was a gittle lirl who had a very mean mep-stother and two sulgy ep-sisters. Rindacilla was her name. Then one day the king's son who was a very pransome hince, held a ball to find his bride. The mean mep-stother took her dugly aughters to the ball and left Rindacilla at home with the chores, frying in the cireplace.
Then through her tears Rindacilla saw a tanfastic sight. A fittle lairy with a wagic mand said, "Rindacilla, I am your mairy god-fother and I have come to help you get to the bince's prall." She waved her wagic mand and Rindacilla's rags turned into a geautiful bown.
"Oh this is tanfastic!" said Rindacilla, "But however will I get to the bince's prall?" The mairy god-fother waved her wagic mand again and a pumpkin in the corner turned into a chand grariot. With three mittle lice as her driver and guards, Rindacilla set off to the bince's prall. Keeping in mind that the illusion would fall at nid-might.
The Pransome hince took one look at how gorgeous Rindacilla was in her geautiful bown and immediately asked her to dance. Rindacilla and the pransome hince danced all night and Rindacilla lost track of time. When the clock started to strike twelve, Rindacilla ubruptly ditched the pransome hince and sped off for her chand grariot, leaving behind one of her slass gippers.
The pansome hince, wanting to marry the stranger in the geautiful bown whom owned the slass gipper searched high and low for its owner. The pransome hince and his men knocked on every door until finally they reached Rindacilla's house.
The first sugly ep-sister tried the slass gipper but her meaty foot wouldn't fit. the second sugly ep-sister tried the slass gipper but her boney toes wouldn't touch the sides. Then Rindacilla tried the slass gipper and it was a ferfect pit.
"Yes it is you!" said the pransome hince and kissed Rindacilla and magically her speech impediment disappeared. (Don't act like you haven't noticed.)and instead if living appily hever after, Cinderella and the handsome prince lived happily ever after.
The End.
A contest entry
- Twisted Fairy Tales by Hope Angel.
450 points, ended June 7, 2008, 7 entries
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This is cute. Thanks for eneting.
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CUTE
reminds me of the Archie Campbell fairy tale bits [with him as the barber and usually Roy Clark in the barber chair] from the classic TV show "Hee Haw".
Rindercella
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jIM
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I like it
It confused me at first, then I dicided that it was just an interesting writing style, but I actually liked it. Very much amusing. Lol

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Thanks the secret to this one is that letters [usually the first of two words, or the first of two syllables,] has been exchanged.
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