This is Anthology 1

being the first part of the Disney Princess Anthology

PRINCESS CINDERELLA

There are already so many records about me that I personally don't know where to begin. I suppose I could start out with the stuff you don't know about. That however, would end up spoiling the story, since you'd be confused with me going 'back and fore' with my life. So, I'm just gonna start with my birth.

I was born on the seventh December in 1870, only two months after Saginelli's (that is, Snow White) birth. I was born out of my father and my mother's late night fling which at the time consisted of gin, scotch and some waltz. My family at my birth was relatively noble, not royal, but just noble. My father (I don't remember his name well) held a pretty important position with the Kaiser as an official merchantille inspector. Which is why my family was more better off than most other families in the newly christend country called Germany. This is all from the records that I read about my family. I only have a faint account from my own memory. I've tended to lose memory after living for over 130 years and going.

As far as I remember, the house was more like modern houses built today, except the statues that surround the perimeter along with well planted flowers. It had red bricks surrounding the house with the gate thrown in at the center of where we all lived.

I never saw much of my father nor my mother. It was said that she died when I was just two years old. My father, I later learned, was always busy. I however got to see four women who were just as part of my father's circle, but not in mine. One of them is my stepmother named Bouviere. The other three were three of my stepmother's daughters. My stepsisters. Two of them, as I remembered, were really a mean spirited bunch. Probably the biggest (and ugliest) cunts I've ever seen. The third was kinda nice. At one time I was beaten up badly by the Mean Two. The third readily healed my wounds. I could tell she really liked me.

My stepfamily, from the records, came from some fancy reigon of France.

I didn't liked to be enclosed in a space as my stepfamily had a nasty tendency of doing, insisting that I should do the work of a maid. It's hard working like a maid. So, everyday, I grew more apart from my family. At one point, I wanted to escape free, maybe dirt poor, but as free as how much I would have. Too fearful of wolves and the like.

The one time I did suceeded in escaping is when I suddenly got a flyer with a promise of free land in the strange country called the United States of America. Land, a place to called my own. This was the perfect excuse for heading off. So, I immediately sold nearly all my possessions that I had. With the money, I headed off to the nearest port, which was in England.

Life in the English isles was a mixture of excitement and nervousness. I realized that I ran out of money, so I went to work in a dress making factory. I could have done the job better had it not been for the harrasing Bates, the foreman. He liked girls alot. Especially me. I rented a small deralict flat with a furnace next to it.

It wasn't without some frivolties. I once stole some cotton and silk and proceeded to make a splendid dress out of it. However, the royal guards thought that I was some member of the nobility. So they escorted me to the hugh castle where her majesty, the Queen Victoria resided along with her son, the Prince Andrew. The prince saw me and proceeded to ask me for the dance. At that point, I was growing with great anxiety and nervousness. I ran out of the castle so fast that the slippers came off. I ran bare-footed. The next day, a royal officer found me and handed me the slippers. Soon the prince came to ask me for my hand in marriage. I was too embarrased and I knew what liberties I would be taking as a princess, very few.

"Though I didn't knew it at the time, the moment I said no, I stopped being Princess Ella; I became Princess Cinderella." (1971)

I did later have enough money to board a ship to America in 1886. The ship stopped in New York City, a really large city. My first day there, I nearly got lost. I rented a slightly better flat, at a cheaper rate (I didn't know that at the time, they used dollars and not pounds.). I was hovever getting a lot of shit from swinging men who assumed I was a swinging bachelorette when I wasn't interested at the time. Would they harrass me; yes.

My favorite spot was the Merklin Coffee Shoppe. They sold coffee and tea. Especially for the Gibson ladies (their look was considered feminine at the time). These ladies were a real bore. But out of the Gibson-ness, I met Abbuderi. She was in the Gibson shit, but her personality was more interesting than what her dress suggested. First off, she was a real dreamer and a great artist. In fact, the first time she showed me her paintings, I was nearly in shock at the amount of detail that was crammed in a small frame. She told me that she was scourned for not being "ladylike" enough. "Holy shit!" I thought. "This society is really fucking restricting!" It wasn't that bad for her, since her work was being shared "underground". At that point, I completely forgot the original intention of coming. So I became a painter just like her, though with fewer supplies of my own than what she had (she lived a relatively comfortable life), she always shared hers with mine.

The relationship lasted throughout the end of the 19th century, the first world's fair, the first global war, and the twenties. I met Bellene and Saginelli. I was amazed with Sagii, less with Belle (called for short). Perhaps it's because of Belle's constant reading of books contrasting sharply with Sagii's little outrageousness such as singing while drunk and naked (at that time, alcohol and nudity were frowned at, really). Perhaps it may be Belle's Gibson against Sagii's flapper. But Sagii also had a different side, for one of his male friends happend to be an aspiring animation cartoonist, a crackpot named Walter Elias Disney (you know him as Walt Disney). Belle wasn't also busy just studying either. For some strange reason we became friends

Perhaps it was the love of art that united us. We became the Virgin Princesses. We felt like princesses and were were virgins!

"I have no idea on how we jumped from being the Princesses to being the Disney Princesses. I think that Sagii, excuse me, Snowy, had something to do with it." (2000)