Cinderella Story

Part 2

A shriek ran through the mansion. Frisk looked up in surprise.

"Sister?" She said, entering the main parlor. Asriel had a big smile on his face, but Chara's was bigger. She clenched a piece of paper in her hand.

"Me and Asriel have been invited to the prince's balls." Chara announced. "Frisk, this must be your top priority. Call the best dressmakers and jewelers. I will become a queen at the end of this."

-_-

The next few days were busy. Frisk had to clean, iron, polish, and hundreds of other tasks. Chara was determined to become queen and marry the prince.

Finally, the first ball dawned. Chara, dressed in a light green dress with yellow ribbons, admired herself in the looking glass.

"Sister?"

"Hm?" The redhead said, staring at her sister. "What is it?"

"I was just wondering- If I could..."

"Go to the ball? Ha, don't make me laugh." The older girl said. Her smile was cruel when she caught her sister's face. "Look at you! Dressed in rags, covered in cinders. Who would ever want to dance with you?"

"Chara! The carriage is ready!" Asriel called.

Frisk grunted when Chara pushed her away.

"See you later, Cinders."

When the door slammed shut, the tears started to fall.