–[Fairy Tale Land – Past]–
(A group of well-dressed women walk to a carriage and get in. The carriage heads off, leaving behind a scruffy-looking woman. In the background, there is a castle. There are fireworks being set off. A fairy appears and flies towards Cinderella.)
Godmother: Do not despair, my dear. You will attend that ball.
Cinderella: Who are you?
(The fairy transforms into a woman.)
Godmother: I'm your fairy godmother. And I'm here to change your life, Cinderella.
Cinderella: But, my stepmother told me that I couldn't go. She forbade me to leave.
Godmother: Your stepmother doesn't have this. This wand has the power to take you to your ball, to your prince, and to-
(The fairy godmother suddenly disintegrates, dropping her wand. Rumpelstiltskin appears and picks it up.)
Cinderella: What... What did you do?
Rumpelstiltskin: Now, now. I got what I wanted. There's no need to be frightened.
Cinderella: No need? You just killed my fairy godmother. She was trying to help me.
Rumpelstiltskin: Was she? Do you know what this is?
(Rumpelstiltskin holds up the wand.)
Cinderella: Pure magic.
Rumpelstiltskin: Pure evil. Trust me – I've done you a favor. All magic comes with a price. Go on back to your life and thank your lucky stars you still got something to go back to.
Cinderella: My life... It's wretched.
Rumpelstiltskin: Then change it. You can't handle this.
(Rumpelstiltskin turns to leave.)
Cinderella: Wait. Please, wait. I can handle it. Please. I will do anything to get out of here. Anything.
Rumpelstiltskin: Anything?
Cinderella: Do you know how to use that wand, Mr...?
Rumpelstiltskin: Rumpelstiltskin. And yes, of course, I do.
Cinderella: Then help me.
Rumpelstiltskin: Well, if I do, and you can, indeed, shoulder the consequences, then you'll owe me a favor.
Cinderella: Name it. What do you want?
Rumpelstiltskin: Something...precious.
Cinderella: I have nothing.
Rumpelstiltskin: Oh, but you will. With this wish, will come riches more than you know.
Cinderella: I care nothing for riches. I'll give you anything you want. Just get me out of here.
Rumpelstiltskin: Now we're talking.
Cinderella: Well, how does it work?
Rumpelstiltskin: Fear not! My needs are small and all you have to do is sign on the dotted line.
(He takes out a long contract.)
Rumpelstiltskin: Do we have a deal?
Cinderella: Yes. Yes, thank you.
(Cinderella signs the contract. Rumpelstiltskin then waves the wand and she turns into a princess, complete with glass slippers.)
Rumpelstiltskin: Ta-dah!
Cinderella: Glass?
Rumpelstiltskin: Every story needs a memorable detail. Let's see how they fit, shall we? Now, you have a good time. But be sure to watch the clock.
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