Disclaimer: I claim no ownership over 'Cinderalla' nor am I profiting from this.

Pairing(s): Gen.

Warning(s): None.

Word Count: 100.


Her apron is beginning to soak with Bruno slobber. Mice scurry for leftover corn pieces from yesterday. The chickens are beginning to rustle and cluck impatiently. Cinderella shushes them like that will make any difference in their eagerness for breakfast.

Alone time is rare. Even rarer is alone time during a quiet morning. Someone is going to wake up soon. Lucifer will realize that his breakfast is past due. The chickens are going to become increasingly impatient.

"Come on," she sighs. "We have work to do."

Only the mice scurry away. Bruno stretches and groans.

Her peace is over.