Chapter 6

by Starsinger

We continue with the ball. Piotr seems to have started a trend, which irks Jean Paul to no end. Someone unexpectedly recognizes Piotr. And someone loses a shoe, this wouldn't be Cinderfella if somebody didn't lose a shoe! Lol Still don't own them.

Piotr waved as his family drove off into the moonlight. He hoped that his mysterious fairy godfather showed up again. Princess Catherine was so beautiful. He wanted nothing more than to see her again. Anette and Nikolai wished him a good night. He wandered back into the garden and seated himself on the bench and closed his eyes.

"Did you think I would forget you, my friend?" a voice asked him.

Piotr's eyes popped open with a smile, "You came!"

"Of course I came. Now, let me think. The Princess will be wearing a beautiful blue-green gown. We need something to complement it. We don't need you to match." He tapped his cheek with his wand and smiled, "I have it!" He waved his wand as light washed once again over Piotr and a still disgruntled Lockheed. The horse was still purple, the doublet Piotr wore was black with a matching cloak and hose. His mask was blue green. Piotr pulled the shoes out from under the bench. When he got home the night before the fine shoes he had gone to the ball with were still with him.

Piotr looked up at his new friend, "Thank you, Fairy Godfather."

"That is all I ask, my friend. Remember, be home by midnight," he waved as Piotr mounted his horse and rode off down the road.

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Again the palace was transformed. Kitty wore a blue-green gown and white gloves. Gold shoes and a gold tiara complete the outfit. Jean Paul had begged off from escorting her tonight, telling her he needed to attend to something before the ball. Remy, Logan and her father had not dressed any differently from the night before, so she was not prepared for what she found when she entered the ballroom.

"They look nothing more than like a flock of peacocks," Logan muttered. Kitty agreed. Every eligible male had found a mask to wear. She saw feathers, bows, streamers, beads, and jewels in every color conceivably imagined. Jean Paul wore a mask with feathers, beads and streamers going back over his head. He looked like he was wearing a headdress.

"He's going to trip over that thing," Remy predicted. Anna laughed.

"Where did they get all these masks on such short notice?" Anna asked. Kitty didn't hear her. She scanned the room. He wasn't here. "He'll be here, Princess. Don't worry."

Kitty smiled as Scott stepped forward, feathers sprouting from the top and sides of his mask, and asked her to dance. Remy shook his head, no one had a chance once the mystery man showed up. He smiled as he swept Anna up into his arms for a dance. She was his, it was just a matter of time.

Silence reigned and the music abruptly stopped as the man in black appeared at the top of the stairs. Kitty lit up as she headed for the foot of the steps. Piotr quickly descended the stairs as he joined the Princess. He held out his arm and she took it as he guided her onto the dance floor.

As the night wore on Ororo approached Emma as she kept staring at the mysterious stranger, "Okay, what is it, Emma? You have that look on your face."

"I know him," the Duchess answered. "I just can't remember where."

"I'm sure it'll come to you," the Queen replied. She turned to the food table and served herself some of the meat cheese.

Kitty and Piotr danced the night together. They seemed even more enamored of each other as the night went on. Charles and Ororo smiled, they saw a future son-in-law in the offing. They were somewhat startled as the mystery man bowed to their daughter and 11:30 and left the ball.

"So, what's his name?" Charles asked.

Kitty blinked, "His name?"

Ororo laughed, "You've spent the last two nights dancing only with him and you don't know his name?"

Kitty turned to her mother with a bewildered look on her face, "I guess I don't. I'll have to ask him tomorrow.

The next night, Kitty wore a pale yellow gown, and waited anxiously for his arrival. She didn't even wait inside for him, she paced outside in the slightly chilly air. He finally arrived wearing a rich brown doublet and riding a purple horse. She did a double take, it had to be the moonlight. No horse was that color. He smiled at her as she exclaimed, "You're here!"

"Of course I'm here, where else would I be tonight?" he escorted her back into the ballroom and the danced.

Again, Emma stared at him, finally knowing where she'd seen him before. She swept toward him, "May I have this dance?" she asked boldly.

He started, and acquiesced, Kitty glanced back and smiled as they started their dance. "Piotr, why are you here in disguise?"

Piotr finally realized where he had seen this woman before, Duchess Frost was an old and dear friend of his mother's, "I'm sorry, Emma. I don't understand the question."

"You should be here as the Duke, not your stepfather," Piotr must have given her a puzzled look. She continued, "What about the Will?"

"There wasn't a Will," he replied bitterly. "We looked all over the Chalet, we never found one."

"There was a Will, Piotr, I signed it as a witness shortly before Alexandra married Sebastian. I'll look through my records, and contact your mother's attorney, one of us will have a copy." The music stopped and the two bowed to each other as Kitty reclaimed her partner.

Kitty and Piotr strolled out into the palace gardens, and under the moonlight she finally asked, "What is your name? Have we met?"

"I cannot tell you my name, but we have met before," he replied.

Kitty cocked her head, her face shining in the moonlight. The pale yellow gown complimented her features perfectly. He suddenly could no longer resist, he bent down and kissed her. Her arms went around his neck as she melted against him. His hands went around the small of her back. The kiss broke as she smiled up at him. "That was nice, can we do it again?" He chuckled as he pressed his lips to hers once again. Suddenly, the clock started striking the time. His eyes strayed to the clock face only to find that it was midnight, he had to leave. He broke the kiss and ran. Kitty followed, bewildered.

The trip out the doors seemed to take forever. Lockheed was waiting for him as he approached. The clock struck twelve and he was back in his normal clothes, and Lockheed was a dragon again. They fled through the gates as Kitty caught a glimpse of them. She stopped and started sobbing in frustration. She had finally met the man of her dreams and he had left her. Her cries finally stopped as she glanced around, Logan emerged from the doors behind her.

"He's gone. I don't even know his name. I'll never see him again," she whispered.

"Well, maybe not," Logan replied as he bent to pick up a very large shoe. It was possibly the largest shoe either of them had ever seen. "I'm pretty sure that not many men are going to be able to fill this shoe."

I know, cliché after cliché, but this is a fairy tale! lol Please R&R.