Sin de Rella: The Story of How the Prince got Screwed Over
by Minako

Once again, this was for my Writer's Craft course last semester. I don't really like it all that much, but I hate writing scripts. However, other people have found it amusing, so I figured that I'd post it. The assignment was to write a parody of a fairy tale. This is my parody of the original Cinderella (as in the one written by the Grimm Brothers, not the nicey-nice Disney version)

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Scene ii
The same room, hours later, Sin de Rella is stalking about the room. She's dressed in an old nightgown.


Sin de Rella: How could she do such a thing to me!? She hid all of my nice clothes! How am I supposed to go to the ball now? She's such a horrible woman! There has to be some way I can make it to the ball!

She paces the length of the room, and then picks up a large book from the table beside the chair.

Sin de Rella: This is Mother's old book, I wonder if it can help me out at all.

She flips through the pages of the book, sitting down in the chair.

Sin de Rella: Let's see here, this sounds promising, "if ever you need revenge, simply speak the name Zorenge." I wonder what that means.

An elderly man enters through the door stage left

Man: It means just what it sounds like, girl.

Sin de Rella shrieks and jumps out of the chair, dropping the book on the floor

Sin de Rella: Who're you?

Man: I'm Zorenge, at your service, Sin de Rella.

Sin de Rella: What are you?

Zorenge: I am what most people around these parts would call a "demon." I am what you should call a savior. No let's get down to business.

Sin de Rella: What kind of business?

Zorenge: Do you actually want revenge or were you just reading out loud?

Sin de Rella: I was reading! I just want to go to the ball and seduce the Prince so I can get out of this rat hole that I'm stuck living in with my stupid stepmother and stepsister.

Zorenge shrugs

Zorenge: Meh, close enough. Bippity Boppity Boo. Nothing happens. Impressive, don't you think?

Sin de Rella: What?

Zorenge: My magic. I'll bet you didn't think I could do that.

Sin de Rella: Do what?

Zorenge: Look under the chair, you silly girl!

Sin de Rella looks under the chair and pulls out a beautiful gown and a pair of slippers.

Sin de Rella: With this I can go to the ball!

Zorenge: Yeah, whatever, but if anyone asks, you wnated revenge. I have a reputation to keep up.

Zorenge turns to leave, but stops in the doorway.

Zorenge: Oh, and you might not want to stay out past midnight. That's the witching hour, you know, and the witches get rather angry if I cut into their time.

Zorenge exits, and Sin de Rella marvels at the dress.

Sin de Rella: With this I'll become Queen for sure!

Lights out. End scene ii.

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That man has the dorkiest name in the universe, but I couldn't think of anything good that rhymed with revenge. Please review! Kind crits are ok, but flames make me cry.