"No of course I didn't". "Mr.Twinkies get away from the craft drugged up man now" Cinder reprimanded. Mr.Twinkles looked at Cinder and stuck his tongue out and continued eating his dick tuna.
. Cinder hella triggered put his hand to his chest. "Mr.twinkles if you-". "Listen while Mr.Twinkles is eating, how about you and I have a talk" said Fergie. "Okay I'm only agreeing because hopefully you'll get it in your thick crazy skull that you aren't a god damn fairy". Cinder followed Fergie into his drug riddled living room. Fergie sat on the couch and patted the seat next to him "Hey come sit down". "Now I'm good". He tapped his foot impatiently waiting for Fergie to explain his crazy self. Fergie sighed. "Okay where to start, hmm". "To prove to you that I'm a drug fairy I'll conjure up some drugs". He pulled out his joint shaped wand and waved it three times. At first nothing happened but slowly a white haze settled in front of Cinder. When the white haze went away there was mushroooms, weed, acid, lsd, and Mary Jane's. "Do you believe me yet"? "Pshh you used the white haze to distract me so you could place those drugs on the table". "You're "magic" isn't real". "Fine I don't just conjure drugs but I can conjure food, and make myself into a lot things". "Here ill show you". Fergie then conjured a bunch of donuts, gold coins and then turned himself into a snake. Cinder busted out laughing. "Hahahahhahah, oh god you made my day". "Why are you laughing". "Well you look so ridiculous as a snake with dreads and a little Jamaican hat even though you are so far from Jamaican it's hilarious, oh god". He laughed so hard he actually had to wipe tears from his eyes. "Okay, I believe you now but why ate you following me"? Fergie quickly turned back into a fairy and proceeded to explain. "Well I'm your fairy God Father, and I'm here to dress you up so you can look handsome as hell and you can go to the ball". "I'd like to I really would but I can't". "So thanks for trying but I gotta go". "Fuck I really have to go, or my step Monster will kill me, not that she hasn't threatened that already but you know". Cinder ran from the living room and into the kitchen. As he was in the kitchen he scooped up Mr.Twinkles. Mr.Twinkles meowed in protest. "I know boy but we gotta go unless you wanted die by The step bitches". Mr.Twinkles meowed even louder in protest. Cinder ignored him and kept running he got to the front door and was about to yank it open when Fergie appeared right in front of him. "Wait, I'm not going to stop you from going but at least take this magic joint, if you change your mind about going to the ball just light it and wave it around and say "Fergie I want to go to the ball oh great Drug fairy". Cindee took the joint and shoved it in his pocket. "I highly doubt that I'll use it but whatever move so I can run home". Fergie moved and Cinder ran with Mr.Twinkles not looking back what so ever. Fergie watched him go while smoking a joint. "Oh you'll change your mind, you will". He blew the white smoke into the air. Hoping that Cinder would choose happiness instead of those Step Bitches.
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The Cinder Prince
HumorCome along on this fun adventure. It's similar to Cinderella but farce, funny, and cringey.