Disclaimer: See beginning of story.
A/N: You folks are very lucky. Because even though I don't have Biology any more (yay summer!) I still managed to be bored enough to add on to this story.
Cassies-Grandma: I know, some of my most brilliant ideas come from biology. Especially when they force you to watch icky videos on how worms reproduce or something. And I'm happy to have amused you.
Buttons: Thank you! I hope you think the next scene is as funny........hmm I suppose we shall see...
NW: hehe. Yes I definitely did the casting with you in mind! Cus I definitely wasn't gonna make Sarah cinderella, so I figured if I was gonna do slash (even half-slash like this) I might as well do ...Spack...is that what we're calling it? Hmm...luv you fudgehead!
Brownie: you are a ver silly child....which I love dearly! Omigosh. We were renting movies today and I was just, you know, browsing around aimlessly cus I didn't really have anything specific to get and then boom right in front of me is Velvet Goldmine! I really wanted to pick it up and look at it, but my dad was standing right there, and I don't know what he would have thought about that....hehe.
I think I just set new levels of insomnia for myself. I am now (fully awake) writing this at two in the morning. (my mom thinks I'm asleep) tehe
Scene 2
Narrator: Thank you once again for tuning into Newsies Theatre. Last week we left our Cinderella as her sisters refused to let her attend the Prince's ball. Stick with us as we see the story unfold. And also for the entrance of the Fairy Godmother.
(curtain rises) (we see CinderSpot crying in the garden)
CinderSpot: (weeps)
(enter Fairy Godmother)
FairyRace: Heya der. Whattsa mattah?
CinderSpot: Who are you? (sniff)
FairyRace: S'not impoahtant. So, anyt'ing you wanna get off yore chest?
CinderSpot: My Stepmother and Oscar n'
DirecterLee: SPOT!
CinderSpot: Er, my Stepsisters wont let me go to the Prince's party. (sniffle) (sob)
FairyRace: I got just the remedy foah dat. A little bit a magic!
CinderSpot: What? But how?
FairyRace: Didn't I tell ya? (CinderSpot shakes his head) Well den, I'se yore Fairy Godmoddah!
CinderSpot: Amazing! What can you do?
FairyRace: (changes mice into horses)
CinderSpot: Oooooooo.
FairyRace: (changes a pumpkin into a carriage)
CinderSpot: Aaaaahhhh.
FairyRace: (changes CinderSpot's old rags into a beautiful new dress)
CinderSpot: Oh! It's wonderful!
StagehandNW: (notices that CinderSpot looks a bit too comfortable in his fancy, frilly, new dress and snickers evily)
CinderSpot: YAY! Surely now I can go to the ball.
FairyRace: Of coahse...and stop callin' me Shirly.
DirecterLee: Racetrack! Stick to the script!
FairyRace: Sorry, I just hadta! (clears throat) (is very serious) Yes, but be sure to be back by midnight because I'm on magical probation and can only use enough to last ya 'till then.
CinderSpot: Ok. And thank you very much!
(rides off to castle)
FairyRace: Whew. I'm glad that's over with. (yells) 'Ey Pie, got any coffee left back in da green room?
DirectorLee: Race! We. Are. Still. On air!
FairyRace. Oh. Sorry.
(stikes a pleasant pose until the curtain closes)
End Scene 2
A/N: You folks are very lucky. Because even though I don't have Biology any more (yay summer!) I still managed to be bored enough to add on to this story.
Cassies-Grandma: I know, some of my most brilliant ideas come from biology. Especially when they force you to watch icky videos on how worms reproduce or something. And I'm happy to have amused you.
Buttons: Thank you! I hope you think the next scene is as funny........hmm I suppose we shall see...
NW: hehe. Yes I definitely did the casting with you in mind! Cus I definitely wasn't gonna make Sarah cinderella, so I figured if I was gonna do slash (even half-slash like this) I might as well do ...Spack...is that what we're calling it? Hmm...luv you fudgehead!
Brownie: you are a ver silly child....which I love dearly! Omigosh. We were renting movies today and I was just, you know, browsing around aimlessly cus I didn't really have anything specific to get and then boom right in front of me is Velvet Goldmine! I really wanted to pick it up and look at it, but my dad was standing right there, and I don't know what he would have thought about that....hehe.
I think I just set new levels of insomnia for myself. I am now (fully awake) writing this at two in the morning. (my mom thinks I'm asleep) tehe
Scene 2
Narrator: Thank you once again for tuning into Newsies Theatre. Last week we left our Cinderella as her sisters refused to let her attend the Prince's ball. Stick with us as we see the story unfold. And also for the entrance of the Fairy Godmother.
(curtain rises) (we see CinderSpot crying in the garden)
CinderSpot: (weeps)
(enter Fairy Godmother)
FairyRace: Heya der. Whattsa mattah?
CinderSpot: Who are you? (sniff)
FairyRace: S'not impoahtant. So, anyt'ing you wanna get off yore chest?
CinderSpot: My Stepmother and Oscar n'
DirecterLee: SPOT!
CinderSpot: Er, my Stepsisters wont let me go to the Prince's party. (sniffle) (sob)
FairyRace: I got just the remedy foah dat. A little bit a magic!
CinderSpot: What? But how?
FairyRace: Didn't I tell ya? (CinderSpot shakes his head) Well den, I'se yore Fairy Godmoddah!
CinderSpot: Amazing! What can you do?
FairyRace: (changes mice into horses)
CinderSpot: Oooooooo.
FairyRace: (changes a pumpkin into a carriage)
CinderSpot: Aaaaahhhh.
FairyRace: (changes CinderSpot's old rags into a beautiful new dress)
CinderSpot: Oh! It's wonderful!
StagehandNW: (notices that CinderSpot looks a bit too comfortable in his fancy, frilly, new dress and snickers evily)
CinderSpot: YAY! Surely now I can go to the ball.
FairyRace: Of coahse...and stop callin' me Shirly.
DirecterLee: Racetrack! Stick to the script!
FairyRace: Sorry, I just hadta! (clears throat) (is very serious) Yes, but be sure to be back by midnight because I'm on magical probation and can only use enough to last ya 'till then.
CinderSpot: Ok. And thank you very much!
(rides off to castle)
FairyRace: Whew. I'm glad that's over with. (yells) 'Ey Pie, got any coffee left back in da green room?
DirectorLee: Race! We. Are. Still. On air!
FairyRace. Oh. Sorry.
(stikes a pleasant pose until the curtain closes)
End Scene 2