The Untold Stories of Fairytales: Book 1

"Life sucks, get used to it"

Lady Tremaine's POV 

That little rascal Cindy has made it harder to complete my assignment. Right now she hates my guts, but oe day she will thank me.  Oh, I forgot to pay Titanna and Navid for their deed. I called my banker to tell him the news about the death of my "beloved" husband, and he gave me access to my husbands bank account. Turns out he was saving enough money for Cindy's 16th birthday all along.  

The Next Morning 

Mady's POV

I awoke to the sound of young men, singing and cleaning around me. I was in a weird little bed with a strange cover with the name, Dopey, stitched into the cover. Then I heard someone yell, "She's awake guys, she's awake!". I sat up and looked around the room to see little men surround me.

"She has hair black as night." a man said in awe.

"Her eyes, blue as an ocean." a man said amazement.

"AND SHE'S IN DOPEY'S BED!!!!!" one exclaimed. 

I looked at in him confusement. Dopey? It was such an interesting name. An old little man approached me in using his wobbly walking stick to get to the bed. He had a look in his eyes that gave off a feeling of safe and security. I felt like he was the "care taker" of all these little men.

"Grumpy, stop being so rude. We need to treat her with respect, she is a woman after all." the old man had replied, ", now introduce yourself to this kind girl!"

"I'm Dopey" said the small man with a purple hat. 

"I'm Grumpy" said the man in the red outfit. 

"I'm Happy" said the old man.

As everyone introduced themselves, I started hearing a pattern in their names. They were all name after emotions or feelings. I wondered if that had anything to do with their personality's. Even though I wanted to ask a billion questions they started to lift ,me off my bed and carry me into what seemed to be the living room.

"Now that you know our names, what is yours?" they all asked in unionism.

I didn't really recall, my memory was blacked out and I didn't remember much other than hitting my head by running into a tree. I tried my best to recall my memories or even someone I used to know.  It didn't work and I just gave up.

"I don't really remember my name." I said shyly.

Cindy's POV

I can't believe I'm stuck in an attic. All alone with nothing to do, then I hear footsteps coming up the stairs. I lay back down immediately so that whoever came up here wouldn't know that I was awake already. 

"CINDY! Wake up you have chores to do. Starting with making your sisters and I breakfast. French toast, perhaps." Lady Tremaine cackled while strutting away.

Ugh. I hate her. I got up anyway it wasn't like there was anything else to do anyways. I walked downstairs in the same ragged clothes I wore the day before. As I started to make breakfast I could hear my stepsisters walking out of Mady's old room and talking about a ball. I didn't care for the ball, I was just wondering how they lived so long with an evil, dreadful, and chaotic mother. 

"Guess what Drizella." exclaimed Anasatsia

"What?" Drizella questioned.

"Mother got us a maid" said Anasatia

In my head I wanted to burst out into laughter. I'm not going to be their maid forever, and I wanted to say that. As soon as they stopped talking he doorbell rang with the long "hummmmmm!" As I went to go get the door , my stepsisters pushed me out of the way to get the door themselves. I started hearing indistinct mumbles. Then a loud scream, that the girls had screamed at the door.  Turns out they have been invited to the Royal Ball. 

The Note Read:

     Dearest Nobley Family, I would like to invite you to a royal grand ball to help Prince Adler Charming in search of his new wife. Every girl the is of the age 15- 17 in the household is to come to the ball on this Sunday night. At the end of the ball the Prince wil have chosen a wife and future queen. 

                                                                                                                                                                        Yours Truly,                                                                                                                                                                      The King 

As Anasatia read the note aloud, I gasped to the sound of all girls in this house had to go. Lady Tremaine had to obey the King's orders. .....Right? I knew this was my shot to get revenge at her. 

"Lady Tremaine, I have to go to that ball. The king wrote that every girl in this household had to!" I exclaimed.

"Darling, of course you can go. But you must finish your chores first." Lady Tremaine remarked.

She walked out of the room for five seconds and came back with a scroll of chores, it looked like it had 1,000+ up there. She said, "Get done by 6 pm Sunday and you can ride in the carriage behind us. Oh and you have to make your dress!" 

"Thats's not fair!" I excalimed.

"So??" Lady Tremaine questioned. 

"Life sucks" I thought.

"Sweetie , life sucks get used to it." Lady Tremaine said. 

Can she read my mind. Oh my gosh this witch can read minds! or maybe I was thinking out loud, because if she could read my thoughts I'd be dead right now. As Lady Tremaine walked back into her room, she left the scroll on the counter. I decided to get to work, but as I read the chores they were all based on the ball. How could she know about the ball when the letter just came in today? I didn't ask too many questions I just went to work. I started off with the sweeping, mopping, and cleaning out the ash tray. By the end of the day I got done with the first 20 chores. I decided to wake up extra early the next day to finish.

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Authors Note: I have made pre-written chapters that will be posted every Sunday. Also I have @rosalie_writes making a new cover for me. Make sure to follow her and go vote on one of her books. 

P.S. This pre-written so if I have the cover already posted sorry!!