Sphynx_99

!Warning! This story has a lot of 4th wall breaking and high levels of sassiness. Read at your own risk!

We all know the original tale of Cinderella. The stepfamily who harassed Cinderella for years, The Ball Cinderella went to, and the shoe she lost. The fairy godmother and of course the prince who she marries at the end.

Now, scratch all the beliefs you have about Cinderella and step into a new story. A story where Cinderella stands up for her beliefs, where the prince is no longer a brainless, nameless character and a fairy godmother who doesn't just give a dress and pretty shoes.

Meet a new and more realistic Cinderella...

- "Well, isn't this interesting?" The prince looked at Cinderella, who was crouching down behind the cabinet. "I wonder what a little mouse like you is doing here." He grinned and Cinderella's throat was as dry as a desert... -

A Cinderella story - Untold files -

Their plan was relatively easy. First, Cinderella had to go to the ball and get into the ballroom. She then had to go to the king's chambers. Especially his bedroom, since there was something precious that also held a lot of power. His crown. As the king, he had multiple crowns because there was no way to wear the same crown every day. But this was a particular crown, one that holds a lot of meaning to him and his people. It would certainly send a message. Cinderella grinned as she and Her Boss got to the top of the stairs.


"So, get to the king's chambers, get the crown, and then get out, alright?" She caressed Cinderella's face, turned around, and vanished into the thick crowd.


'How about we continue with the story from this part?'


Cinderella deeply sighed as she entered the ballroom. She was nervous, for this was her first mission ever. Normally, she wasn't outgoing and wanted to stay at home all the time, but desperate times call for desperate measures. If your life is a living hell, you would like to get out as well. She clenched her hands together and entered the hallway.


Most of the guests were already inside. When Cinderella walked further in, she was above the crowd that was already dancing. The rustle of the dresses and the giggling of the many young women were almost deafening. The orchestra played an uptempo waltz, and it was tempting to go there and dance the night away. Maybe she could; after she delivered the crown to The Boss. But then she shook her head. There was no way she was going dancing and ruin her plan of getting out of the hell hole she called home. After she got the crown, The Boss was planning on selling it to the highest bidder. She would get her share, and then she would leave. Of to the farthest place away from the house she once called home.


If she recalled correctly, the king's chambers were on the right side of the castle. She was standing on the first floor, and if she were to go down, she would have to dance. But she had to go there first, so she could later get to the hallway that leads to the chambers. The chambers shouldn't be hard to miss, The Boss had said. So with a dry mouth and trembling hands, she walked down the stairs.


I want you to do well.