A very Faline Cinderella

The Fairy Godmother

Faline stared up at Gert, trying to see if what he was seeing was real or if his time had come. Gert stared at him with his eye, as his other eye was on the back of his head. "You good bro?"

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!?!?!1/" Faline froze in fear.

Gert frowned at him, "Tsk tsk tsk, language creator, didn't your mother teach you not to use that?"

Faline blinked his eyes, "Ok, first of all, I am not a child I am allowed to say potty words, second of all WHAT HOW WHO WHERE WHEN HWY-"

Gert slapped his deformed paw over Faline's mouth, "Since you didn't hear a word I said creator, I will repeat myself, I am your Fairy Godmother, and I can help you achieve your goals, or whatever it is Fairy Godmothers do."

"Oh." Faline said, processing this, "Since I made you, you are now my Fairy Godmother?"

"Yup."

"Okay... what now?"

"I can help you achieve your goals."

"Hmmm..." Faline pondered for a wish to say. One desire he had always had was to meet Amber, the princess of this kingdom. Amber was very pretty with her brown hair and green eyes and fancy dresses. Not in like a lovey way of course, just homie behavior.

"I want to meet Princess Amber."

Gert raised an eyebrow (or at least tried to) "Ah, a crush on the princess, an easy task to do. Today, there is a ball at the palace, but only people of truly high status can enter, of course. I can doll you up, but the effects will wear off at midnight, Fairy Godmother rules."

Faline punched the air. "Yes! Make me a capitalist!" He showed his clothes.

Gert rubbed his chin, "I will need a tattered piece of clothing, a vegetable, and an animal."

Faline rushed out the door. He brought back a black shirt, a tomato, and Abbie. "I couldn't find a tattered piece of clothing, we used them all for bandages. Anyways, what are you going to do with Abbie?"

"Ah, the shirt does not have to be ripped, that just makes the yassification more epic. Now hold still."

Gert waved his wand, sparkles flying everywhere. The black shirt turned into an elegant traditional chinese hanfu, topped with black platform shoes and a new purple mask.

The tomato became enlarged, so big that it broke the walls of Faline's room. The tomato turned into an elegant carrier, fit for a tumblr sexyman.

Abbie turned into a white horse, her face still supporting the stupid no-brain look.

"Wow, I look so handsome, I will definitely woo all the la- OH MY GOSH WHAT DID YOU DO TO ABBIE???"

"Relax Creator, Abbie is still the same stupid dog, just a horse this time, and the effects will wear off at midnight."

"Oh okay." Faline got into the tomato carriage, Abbie snorting as he held the reins. "What do I do now?"

"Remember Creator, the effects last until midnight, so make sure you are back before then, unless you want to get hanged for being a witch. But most importantly, have fun!"

"What AHHH-" Abbie sped off, galloping into the night. Faline gripped the sides of the tomato carriage as it sped around the city, eventually rolling up to the palace. The Arendelle castle dwarfed the skyline, gleaming in a majestic light. It was beautiful.

Many carriages were parked outside, signaling the presence of many more people. Faline parked Abbie outside, then gave her an apple to eat, so that she isn't very hungry. Abbie was having a hard time adjusting to her horse form, but it was only two hours until midnight.

Faline rushed inside the ballroom, and was greeted by an incredibly vast room, surrounded by beautiful candlelights, and a banquet fit for ten kings, which was fitting considering there was one here.

He wandered around, entranced by the beauty of it all, but then bumped into a stranger. He turned around, seeing who he bumped into, "Oh my God I'm so sorry!"

The person turned around. She had dark hair and a very elaborate, pink, dress. "It's ok, haha!"

"What's your name?"

"You don't know? I'm Autumn, head of the royal guard," Autumn shook Faline's hand, "I don't think I've seen you around here, what's yours?" Faline started feeling very stupid.

"Oh.. I'm Faline, just nobility, nothing fancy."

"That's a nice name." She smiled.

"Uh, thank you."

People began to part from the center of the ballroom as the band began playing softer, slower music. A girl with brown hair and a pretty green dress began to dance with a lovely man in a fancy suit. People began applauding as they twirled around the room.

Faline looked at the two dancers, "What's going on?"

Autumn chuckled, "First time at a ball huh? That's the lieutenant's daughter, Corr and the man, " She scoffs, "Is Prince BooBoo, fifth in line for the Earthdom throne."

Faline cocks his head curiously, "What's wrong with that?"

Autumn frowns, "The only reason Earthdom is here is because that mistake of a king invaded and took over Sandelia for power. He murdered their king and queen and enslaved any Sandelians that didn't leave the kingdom in time. Most people are fine with that, but it rubs me the wrong way."

"Oh my god. That's terrible."

Autumn shrugs, helping herself to the buffet, "That's politics for you."

Faline looked around the room. He still wanted to meet Amber, since that was what he came here for. "Where's Amber? I... haven't met her in a long time."

"Amber? She's over there. But be careful, lots of other people have been trying to make her fall in love with them since her coronation is coming up and she still isn't engaged or married. Try not to upset her, she's already going through a lot."

"Ok.." Faline made his way over there, now a lot less unsure of his chances hearing that. Hopefully his naturally immaculate rizz will carry him.

He almost gasped when he saw Amber. She had glowing brown hair, stunning green eyes, icy blue gloves, and was wearing the prettiest blue dress he had ever seen. Working up the courage, he walked over to her.

"Uh, hello Princess Amber, may I have this dance?" He felt his heart beating loudly as he extended his hand. On the outside, Faline may look like the hottest man to grace this earth, but on the inside he was a crippling mess of anxiety.

Surprisingly, Amber looked at him with a warm smile on her face, her eyes making Faline's heart jump all over the place. "Of course," She said with the smoothest voice he's ever heard.

Time slowed to a screeching halt the second Amber took his hand. The duo danced around the ballroom, the only thing on Faline's mind was Amber. Despite his lack of knowledge when it came to dancing, It came naturally to him as he twirled Amber around. A stupid smile hid behind his mask.

What a beautiful dancer you are, may I get your name?" she asked as they waltzed around the ballroom. Faline grinned, "Why of course it's-" he stopped in his tracks, almost making Amber fall over. On the clock, the time showed 11:59.

"Oh shit."

Faline bolted out of the ballroom, the crowd surrounding him shocked as he raced down the steps. One of his platform boots slid off, making him very ungracefully falling down the steps, the stairs taking one of his boots. There was no time to go back. He raced outside, jumping into his tomato carriage.

"Abbie! Go!" Abbie raced off into the night back home, leaving Amber behind.