A/N: This is the product of my staying up all night reading fairy tales.
Cinderella rushed into her room. She slammed the door, flung herself onto the bed, and started sobbing. Never in her life had she ever felt so alone. Just then, the phone rang. Her sobs were so loud, that it was only after the third ring that she realized what was happening. She picked up the receiver.
"Hello?" she said, in a voice as sweet as sugar.
"Hello," said a voice at the other end
"Who is this?" she asked.
"Rumpelstiltskin. I was just-"
"What kind of a name is that?" she interrupted.
"Well, what kind of a name is Cinderella?" he shot back.
"Wait a minute, how did you know my name?" she asked, bewildered..
"Oh, come now." said Rumpelstiltskin. "Everybody knows your name. Anyway, I-"
"Does that mean I have stalkers all over the world? That's creepy." she said.
"I'm sure, but-"
"Does everybody know your name, too?" she interrupted again. Rumpelstiltskin was at the end of his rope.
"Would you just shut up for a minute?" he shrieked. Cinderella fell silent. "Thank you. I was wondering if I could interest you in-"
"No!" said Cinderella. "I'm not interested in your stupid mass-produced products!"
"But," he persisted. "I can spin gold out of straw!"
"Psh, like I care! I was in the middle of a crying session when you called, and, if you don't mind, I'd like to get back to it!" she said.
"Oh?" he asked, sounding interested. "What were you crying about?"
"I'll tell you when it's any of your business!" she said.
With that, she hung up the phone and continued with her cry. No sooner had she started, than the phone rang again. She picked it up.
"What?"
"Please tell me!" said that same voice at the other end.
"No!" she shouted. "Now leave me alone!"
"This wouldn't be about your fairy god-mother dying in a bloody battle, would it?" he asked.
"Wait, how did you know about that?" she said, shocked.
"It was all over the news." answered Rumpelstiltskin. "If that's the case, give me the chance to say that I am infinitely sorry for your loss. She seemed like a very sweet woman."
"Oh, I could care less about her as a person." said Cinderella. "I'm just upset that she won't be able to grant my wishes anymore!"
"Oh, is that it?" asked Rumpelstiltskin. "I'll tell you what. I know a thing or two about alchem- I mean- magic, and I would be more than happy to step in for her."
"Really?" she asked, skeptical.
"Really." he answered. "I'll be over there in a flash." The next moment, Cinderella heard a knocking on her door. She walked over and opened it, but, to her great surprise, nobody was there.
A/N: R&R!