Cinderella

Cinderella

And they lived happily ever after…

Ha. HA. Ha! HA! That's a wheeze!

The truth is this marriage wasn't very happy. You'll see why.

"I never agreed to marry you! Men are so arrogant!" Cinderella yelled at her husband. "You think that just because I danced with you that you can just steal me away and marry me! Well, Buster you can't! You never asked me to marry you! You just assumed! I'm leaving!"

She stormed out of the castle.

Just down the road, she met a man that sold a boy some magic beans for a cow. "Hit the road Jack!" she yelled at the boy.

"What's wrong with her?" Jack asked the old man. The man just shrugged his shoulders.

She kept on storming down the road.

She then came to a funny little house. It was dusty and dirty. "I can hide from the biggest joke on the planet here. It needs cleaning up, but it will do."

She cleaned the house all day, washing dishes, sweeping floors, getting rid of cobwebs, and dusting.

Then she went upstairs, where she saw seven small beds with names like Grumpy, Sneezy, and Doc carved into them. "Oh, these must belong to the last inhabitants. I'll just put them all together to make a bed big enough for myself."

She did so and went to sleep.

"Some body's been sleeping in my bed and they're still here!" said a voice on the other side of the door. Cinderella jumped up. She seemed to be sleeping in the smallest of three beds. That's interesting, she thought, How did I end up in this strange room? For, in fact, she was not in the same place she had fallen asleep in… but she couldn't worry about that now!

"H-h-h-who's th-there" she called.

"THE PERSON THAT OWNS THIS PLACE! WHO ELSE?! Do you want to be arrested for breaking and entering? You have the count of ten to get out of that room! Or else! One… two… three…" Cinderella rushed through the door…

And into the hands of three bulls! A mommy bull, a daddy bull, and a baby bull. Cinderella didn't know where to run. The mommy bull was blocking the entrance!

Cinderella suddenly realized something. THERE'S NO SUCH THING AS A MOMMY BULL! Knowing this fact to be true, she rushed towards the mommy bull (which couldn't be standing there because there's no such thing).

Unfortunately, she hadn't taken into account the fact that this was fairy-tale land, where things that weren't supposed to be true, were. She slammed right into the mommy bull (who didn't exist) with a force that sent her reeling.

It took her a minute to recover.

When she regained her senses completely, she remembered that she wasn't Cinderella at all… SHE WAS LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD!

This fact didn't make the bulls too happy. Their most hated color is red…

Red Riding Hood ran screaming through the woods, with one imaginary and two real bulls chasing her. What she needed most of all at that moment was a bullfighter.

Moral: Always remember who you are…

A Very Fractured, The End.