A/N I do not own any of the characters. They belong to Tamora Pierce. I do not know who
Cinderella belongs to, but I know that it is not me. If you do know then tell me.
Cinderella: Tortallan Style
Alanna set the bag of laundry down outside Myles's door. She walked in with his tray and set
it down on his table.
Alanna: *sarcastically* Good morning, stepmother.
Myles: I am NOT your stepmother, I am your foster father. Nor am I evil!
Alanna: *whispering* Listen, just pretend you are. It does no go to fight the all-powerful writer
once she has made up her mind.
Myles: I quess you're right. But I feel as though I am losing my sanity . . . . . . . .
Alanna: I know . . . . . .
Alanna walked out and went downstairs and started dusting the living room.
1 hour later
Voice in the house: Ahhhhhhhh!!!! Help meeeee!! I am going maaaadddd!!!
Myles: I can't take it!!!!! *running down the stairs* Please!!! Save meeeeee!!! *runs into a wall
and falls flat on face*
Alanna: *moves him aside because she has to dust there* That was weird!
Ding dong!
Alanna: What is that noise?!?
It's the door bell, you idiot! Answer it!
Alanna: Fine! I will *opens door*
Herald: Hear ye! Hear ye!
Alanna: Cleon?
Cleon: How'd you guess?
Alanna: I can tell . . . .
Cleon: Listen to this, I used to be a knight then one day this girl came up to me and said "you
must be my herald! fwahahahahha!" It was weird!
Alanna: Shhhh!!! The same thing happened to me. Except I am a slave for a gay man, an evil
woman, and my twin brother.
Cleon: Well, I must finish my job. Here. *hands Alanna letter* Bye.
Alanna: Bye! *closes door* *opens letter*
Dear Ladies of the House,
In honor of his highness, the Prince, their Majesties
are hosting a ball for all eligible women to come and
see if they are lucky enough to bag the Prince and
become a Princess.
Sincerely,
His Majesty
&
Her Majesty
Myles: *awake* Alanna, what is that?
Alanna: An invitation for a ball in honor of the Prince. Something anout marrying the Prince--
Myles: Hand it over!!!! My daughters must enter!
Alanna: You only have ONE eligible daughter. The other is a man.
Myles: You have a point. Oh, well. Delia? Wake up, my daughter!! I have wonderful news!
Review!! I would like to know what you want to happen so review.
I already know the answer to this question, but I am going to take it as a poll. Just to see what
you guys think.
Who should be the Prince?
George Cooper
Jonathan of Conte
Liam Ironarm
Roger of Conte
Gary of Naxen
Raoul of Goldenlake
The Mystery Man
Now Pick and review!!!!!!!!!
Thank yous:
Blue Eyes: thanks
Devilkitti8: don't worry. i will
Alanna: thanks
PenMaster: None of them
Xalia: No, it doesn't unless u want special services. I wondered the same thing.
Lady Lucy: thanks
Zella: thanks u so much!
Lady Lilly: thank you
Jilla Kala: i agree about that
Temptress: I'm glad u liked it!
anon: thank you so much. but I don't think a ready for a serious relationship. Sorry.
Rose of Kennan: thanks so much
Mandi-girl: thanks so much!
Cinderella belongs to, but I know that it is not me. If you do know then tell me.
Cinderella: Tortallan Style
Alanna set the bag of laundry down outside Myles's door. She walked in with his tray and set
it down on his table.
Alanna: *sarcastically* Good morning, stepmother.
Myles: I am NOT your stepmother, I am your foster father. Nor am I evil!
Alanna: *whispering* Listen, just pretend you are. It does no go to fight the all-powerful writer
once she has made up her mind.
Myles: I quess you're right. But I feel as though I am losing my sanity . . . . . . . .
Alanna: I know . . . . . .
Alanna walked out and went downstairs and started dusting the living room.
1 hour later
Voice in the house: Ahhhhhhhh!!!! Help meeeee!! I am going maaaadddd!!!
Myles: I can't take it!!!!! *running down the stairs* Please!!! Save meeeeee!!! *runs into a wall
and falls flat on face*
Alanna: *moves him aside because she has to dust there* That was weird!
Ding dong!
Alanna: What is that noise?!?
It's the door bell, you idiot! Answer it!
Alanna: Fine! I will *opens door*
Herald: Hear ye! Hear ye!
Alanna: Cleon?
Cleon: How'd you guess?
Alanna: I can tell . . . .
Cleon: Listen to this, I used to be a knight then one day this girl came up to me and said "you
must be my herald! fwahahahahha!" It was weird!
Alanna: Shhhh!!! The same thing happened to me. Except I am a slave for a gay man, an evil
woman, and my twin brother.
Cleon: Well, I must finish my job. Here. *hands Alanna letter* Bye.
Alanna: Bye! *closes door* *opens letter*
Dear Ladies of the House,
In honor of his highness, the Prince, their Majesties
are hosting a ball for all eligible women to come and
see if they are lucky enough to bag the Prince and
become a Princess.
Sincerely,
His Majesty
&
Her Majesty
Myles: *awake* Alanna, what is that?
Alanna: An invitation for a ball in honor of the Prince. Something anout marrying the Prince--
Myles: Hand it over!!!! My daughters must enter!
Alanna: You only have ONE eligible daughter. The other is a man.
Myles: You have a point. Oh, well. Delia? Wake up, my daughter!! I have wonderful news!
Review!! I would like to know what you want to happen so review.
I already know the answer to this question, but I am going to take it as a poll. Just to see what
you guys think.
Who should be the Prince?
George Cooper
Jonathan of Conte
Liam Ironarm
Roger of Conte
Gary of Naxen
Raoul of Goldenlake
The Mystery Man
Now Pick and review!!!!!!!!!
Thank yous:
Blue Eyes: thanks
Devilkitti8: don't worry. i will
Alanna: thanks
PenMaster: None of them
Xalia: No, it doesn't unless u want special services. I wondered the same thing.
Lady Lucy: thanks
Zella: thanks u so much!
Lady Lilly: thank you
Jilla Kala: i agree about that
Temptress: I'm glad u liked it!
anon: thank you so much. but I don't think a ready for a serious relationship. Sorry.
Rose of Kennan: thanks so much
Mandi-girl: thanks so much!
