~Chapter 7~
Dress Preparations
"Well now, dearie, you can't go to the ball looking like THAT you know…let's see what I can prepare" Heather suggested, tapping her wand as she pondered the answer.
"Well Patty and Frieda, I mean Patastasia and Friedzella are just being complete idiots" Marcie-Ella explained as Lucyfer jumped in her lap, clawing at her dress.
"So? Those two are the biggest jerks ever…next to Mother Thibault Termille" Schroeder suggested.
Thibault? The boy who got a busted, fat lip for bullying Marcie? That Thibault? "Unless you're prim and proper, you have to be a servant…well according to him that is" Rerun agreed.
"That's bogus!" the bespectacled girl announced.
"I agree too. Tisk, tisk, tisk…I don't like how she treats you, her step-daughter, like a piece of dirt" Heather admitted.
"You fairy godmothers know everything, do you?" Marcie-Ella asked, petting Lucyfer's fur as she purred happily, smirking at the blonde mouse.
"Yes my dear…your favorite colors are reds and oranges, you like to sing and read romance novels (should've been Belle instead) anyways, I think I have the perfect idea of a dress for you!" the fairy exclaimed, waving her wand in the air as Marcie watched in awe.
Heather: Salagadoola mechicka boola
Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
Put them together and what have you got
Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
Salagadoola mechicka boola
Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
It'll do magic, believe it or not
Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
Yes, salagadoola means
Mechicka booleroo
But the thing mabob that does the job
Is bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
Salagadoola menchicka boola
Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
Put them together and what have you got
Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
Yes, salagadoola means
Mechicka booleroo
But the thing mabob that does the job
Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
Salagadoola menchicka boola
Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
Now you put them together and what have you got
Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
Bibbidi-bobbidi, bibbidi-bobbidi
Bibbialta do-do-do-do-boo
Waving her wand in the air, Heather smiled, pointed her wand at the bespectacled girl for a few seconds as she was covered in the wand's magic. Handing her a mirror, she smiled. "Dearie, what do you think? Does it suit you?" Heather asked.
"It's perfect" Marcie-Ella agreed. "Light blue does look nice on you" Schroeder explained. "Brings out your eye color"
"Sure does" Franklin nodded his head in agreement.
"It looks REALLY great on you!" announced Rerun, jumping up and down in joy.
"It sure does, but to get to a ball, you need a ride…" The Little Red Haired Fairy explained.
"Can't you make one appear?" Marcie questioned.
"It's not that simple: first I need an object, then LOTS of imagination to make it what I want it to be" Heather replied, teleporting herself to a pumpkin patch and returning with, what else but a pumpkin.
"A pumpkin?" the three mice questioned.
"Why not? It's the ideal carriage shape…it just needs some growing, wheels and a door" the fairy god mother explained, casting her wand over the pumpkin as it grew and grew into a light blue carriage with wooden wheels and a door.
"But who's gonna drive it?" Marcie-Ella asked as Franklin, Schroeder and Rerun squeaked in joy.
"I think we found them" Heather responded, casting the magic over each mouse. Franklin became a Dappled Grey; Schroeder became an American Cream Draft and little Rerun became…an American Miniature Horse.
"Why'm I always the smallest?" the Miniature horse questioned.
"Blame the wand, Rerun" the red haired fairy suggested. "And if you ride via horse, there has to be a horse man" she continued as Snoopy barked happily. "Why of course!"
Snoopy stopped barking as he was transformed into a black haired boy in a pair of white sweatpants and a white hoodie with black ears sewed on. "Cool!" he smiled, climbing onto Rerun.
"You're heavy" said horse complained as Heather and Marcie-Ella chuckled.
"Now, Marcie-Ella, my magic won't last long and you have to be back by midnight" the former explained to the latter. "No matter how much fun you have" she added.
"If you say so, Fairy Godmother" the latter replied, climbing into the carriage.
Lucyfer meowed as she waved farewell to Schroeder, blushing a little.
~Meanwhile~
"Come on, Heather! We only have an hour and a half left until the dance" exclaimed the tomboy as she and Frieda ran off.
"Better yet, where on Earth are we going?" the redhead girl asked in confusion, cocking her head a little.
"We're gonna go get Marcie" the curly haired girl explained as they ran off to the other neighborhood and ran into the house. "Whether she likes it or not"
"Yeah" Patty replied, throwing open the bedroom door, leading the girls into the room.
Frieda sighed and nudged Marcie a little. "I'm not a genius or anything but people with naturally curly hair know when someone's having a really good dream" she realized.
"I just hope she's ready for the dance" Heather explained.
"I never told her about it!" Patty advised as she sighed.
Heather gave a small sigh as she walked towards the wardrobe and pulled out a two toned, frilly dress-up dress; some hair ties; a black strap and some plastic dance slippers. "Perfect" she told the others.
Frieda smiled at that, grabbing the hair ties. "I'll handle the hair" she explained to the two girls.
"Oh, Frieda" Patty began.
"Yeah, Peppermint Patty?" she replied.
"Try and make her hair look like Cinderella's" the freckled girl requested.
"But why?" questioned the Little Red Haired Girl.
"Because I know a certain Prince Charming who'd love dancing with her…besides, I bet that's what she's dreaming of" she replied.
"Agreed" Heather smiled.
Frieda nodded her head in agreement, pulling back the brunette's dark brown/black hair and brushing it, whistling a little.
Peppermint Patty (off key): A dream is a wish your heart makes
When you're fast asleep
In dreams you will lose your heartaches
Whatever you wish for, you keep
Have faith in your dreams and someday
Your rainbow will come smiling through
No matter how your heart is grieving
If you keep on believing
The dream that you wish will come true
A dream is a wish your heart makes
When you're fast asleep
In dreams you will lose your heartaches
Whatever you wish for, you keep
Have faith in your dreams and someday
Your rainbow will come smiling through
No matter how your heart is grieving
If you keep on believing
The dream that you wish will come true
