AN: As the reviews keep coming, I can't help but feel awesome. And then I feel guilty and then I have to write another chapter. Anyway love to you all, and I am expecting more food for my muse who is a lazy sod and must be made to feel important.
The Book
Chapter 2: Homicidal Cinderella
I am way pissed off.
I am, at the moment, plotting to kill Hermione Granger the next time I lay eyes on her.
"Cinderella!" called one of my step sisters. "Bring up my bath water!"
I close my eyes, trying not to imagine any of my newly begotten relations without clothes.
"Cinderella!" called my other ugly step sister. "Bring me hot chocolate!"
My eyes open in amazement. Why in the world would anyone want hot chocolate in the middle of the day on a sun-drenched day in the middle of summer?
"Cinderella!" cried my horrid step mother. "Come here!"
I sigh in resolve. Hermione should be glad that I was used to working for three wretched human beings I wish I was not related, and that these were no where near as idiotic in their ways. Oh, wait. Yes, they were.
"Cinderella! Now!" the three women of residence shrieked.
Hermione was so very dead.
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As I tried to carry the hot chocolate and huge bucket of hot water up the stairs, I wondered when the ball would take place.
I had once over head part of the story of Cinderella as Aunt Petunia read it to Dudley, but Vernon had barged in before it was finished demanding to know what she thought she was doing reading such a pansy story to his son.
She had only gotten to the part were a servant to the prince had come with an invitation demanding all single women of age were to go to the ball.
So how would that help me?
After delivering the hot chocolate to the shorter sister, and pouring the bath water for my meaner sister, I headed for the room of Lady Tremaine.
Did I mention that Hermione Granger is sooo dead?
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AN: I know this is way short. Sorry, big dinner to go to. Review, please. Next chapter will be way longer. I am working on Pride and Prejudice next chappie as well as the second chapter of Kiss of Life. Love, KissTheAir!