Cinderella Part 5 - Midninght
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Logan smiled and leaned in to kiss her. And that's when the clock struck twelve.
Out of the corner of her eye, Max caught sight of someone . . . someone familiar.
Lydecker.
"Gotta blaze," she whispered to Logan, and took off, leaving him wondering after her. Then he saw
what had caused her to run off. Over by the buffet table, there was a man who looked an awful lot
like Lydecker. Logan knew that this was not Lydecker, but an ex-pop star from the early 90's and
2000's. The guy did look an awful lot like 'Decker though.
Logan ran after her, but by the time he got to the door, she was long gone. Only one of the dainty
glass slippers she'd been wearing had slipped off her foot and was sitting on the steps. He picked it
up and went to get the Aztec.
Max knew exactly where she was running. Not to Logan's. Not home. To Flora Merryweather's. That
woman had set a trap and now she was going to answer some of Max's questions. Max was so
intent on getting there that she didn't even notice that she had lost a slipper . . .
Max snuck into Flora's house, and searched for the woman. She found her in the living room,
knitting.
"Hello," Flora said without turning around to face Max, "why aren't you still at the ball?"
"You know why. You set the trap."
"Trap? No, dear, I'm not what you think."
"Then what are you?"
"The preferred term is fairy godmother."
Max snorted. "Then why am I not wearing rags? Why isn't there a pumpkin in the driveway? Why-"
"Didn't you loose a glass slipper?" Flora interrupted.
"Well, yes . . ." Max stopped short.
"That's all that needed to happen," Flora said, "He found it."
"What?"
"Your prince dearie," Flora said, "he found the glass slipper."
Max had decided the woman was nuts. This could all be coincidence right? Some old lady with too
much money and not a lot upstairs decides to play 'fairy godmother' to the first person she sees,
and then Lydecker just shows up at the same function . . .
Come to think of it, she hadn't been followed . . .
And where was that glass slipper?
Max turned and ran, in the direction of Logan's . . .
By the time she got there, her hair was hanging in messy strands and she was a mess. But she
didn't care . . .
Logan was standing, looking out the window when he heard Max come in. He turned around and
took in her disheveled state. She was the most beautiful woman ever.
"Missing something?" he asked, pulling out the glass slipper.
"I've been looking for that all over," Max said.
Logan kneeled down in front of her and, gently taking her ankle, he slid the glass slipper on to her
foot. "I found my princess," he said, standing up. They kissed . . .
THE END
A/N - Sorry this took so long, I was VERY busy ( and blocked too . . .) Hope you all like it
~Bella
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Logan smiled and leaned in to kiss her. And that's when the clock struck twelve.
Out of the corner of her eye, Max caught sight of someone . . . someone familiar.
Lydecker.
"Gotta blaze," she whispered to Logan, and took off, leaving him wondering after her. Then he saw
what had caused her to run off. Over by the buffet table, there was a man who looked an awful lot
like Lydecker. Logan knew that this was not Lydecker, but an ex-pop star from the early 90's and
2000's. The guy did look an awful lot like 'Decker though.
Logan ran after her, but by the time he got to the door, she was long gone. Only one of the dainty
glass slippers she'd been wearing had slipped off her foot and was sitting on the steps. He picked it
up and went to get the Aztec.
Max knew exactly where she was running. Not to Logan's. Not home. To Flora Merryweather's. That
woman had set a trap and now she was going to answer some of Max's questions. Max was so
intent on getting there that she didn't even notice that she had lost a slipper . . .
Max snuck into Flora's house, and searched for the woman. She found her in the living room,
knitting.
"Hello," Flora said without turning around to face Max, "why aren't you still at the ball?"
"You know why. You set the trap."
"Trap? No, dear, I'm not what you think."
"Then what are you?"
"The preferred term is fairy godmother."
Max snorted. "Then why am I not wearing rags? Why isn't there a pumpkin in the driveway? Why-"
"Didn't you loose a glass slipper?" Flora interrupted.
"Well, yes . . ." Max stopped short.
"That's all that needed to happen," Flora said, "He found it."
"What?"
"Your prince dearie," Flora said, "he found the glass slipper."
Max had decided the woman was nuts. This could all be coincidence right? Some old lady with too
much money and not a lot upstairs decides to play 'fairy godmother' to the first person she sees,
and then Lydecker just shows up at the same function . . .
Come to think of it, she hadn't been followed . . .
And where was that glass slipper?
Max turned and ran, in the direction of Logan's . . .
By the time she got there, her hair was hanging in messy strands and she was a mess. But she
didn't care . . .
Logan was standing, looking out the window when he heard Max come in. He turned around and
took in her disheveled state. She was the most beautiful woman ever.
"Missing something?" he asked, pulling out the glass slipper.
"I've been looking for that all over," Max said.
Logan kneeled down in front of her and, gently taking her ankle, he slid the glass slipper on to her
foot. "I found my princess," he said, standing up. They kissed . . .
THE END
A/N - Sorry this took so long, I was VERY busy ( and blocked too . . .) Hope you all like it
~Bella