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But, dear readers, what would then be the purpose of fairy godmothers if not to create miracles when people do sorely need them? In the case of Emily's fairy godmothers, the good owl Jason had just arrived at their abode and now was currently at the task of informing the duo of Emily's predicament.
Jason pecked at the wooden door impatiently, letting out several irritated hoots to alert its occupants to his arrival. A perky trill sounded out, and the door opened to reveal a voluptuous blonde with a wand in her hair, acting as a hair pin. The blonde squealed and her glasses dropped to her neck as she enveloped the owl into her arms. "Jason! How lovely to see you! It's been a while! Where have you been?"
Jason hooted indignantly and flapped his wings rapidly, trying to get away from the enthusiastic blonde's grip. "Penelope! Let go-oo of me this instant!" Penelope, Fairy Godmother of All Things Knowing and Sparkling, pouted and reluctantly let him go. "Oh pooh! I haven't seen you in such a long while and I can't even get a hug?" Jason shot her a slight glare as he rearranged his feathers, "Pray tell, where is Jennifer? Your fairy godchild requires both your assistance tonight."
A soft blue glow filled the doorway, and another blonde floated dreamily to the duo. With a bright smile, she nodded her head towards the owl, "Jason, what a pleasure to see you. What brings you here tonight?" If owls could smile, Jason certainly did. He always had a soft spot for Jennifer, as well as Penelope, though he'd never tell them that. "I'm sorry that my visit after such a long period of absence is not of a social nature, however we must make haste. Emily requires your help or she will not-"
Penelope cut in gleefully, removing her wand and twirling it in her hand, "Will not be able to attend the ball tonight?" Jason stared at her in dismay, "If you knew, then why did you not go to her aid?" She rolled her eyes and tapped Jason on the head lightly, "Because we needed to make preparations, silly. Did you really expect us to go over unprepared? We needed to wait till the Dragon Lady and her Lapdog were out of the way before we could try and get Emily out. Besides, we needed to get our sweet cheeks the greatest dress, like ever." Jennifer, the Fairy Godmother of All Things Goodness and Pure, nudged Penelope and motioned for Jason to follow them in, "Come on in Jason, we're just putting the finishing touches to our preparations. We will be just a while."
Jason hopped onto Penelope's shoulder, grooming himself as they entered the warm and well-lit home of the fairy godmothers. A beautiful bright red silk gown hung gently off the mannequin in the middle of the house, and Jason had to admit, it was by far a grander and more exquisite dress than the ones he and the mice had made. Black lace lined the neckline of the dress, as well as the edges of the capped sleeves. A silver tulle overskirt made the lower part of the dress look as though it had been dusted with stars, and velvet lined the bottom of the dress. Jason had no doubt that Emily would look like a goddess in it.
Jennifer and Penelope, taking in the appreciative look on Jason's feathery face, smiled triumphantly at each other. As fairy godmothers, they had known beforehand that their Emily would need their help and so the blonde duo had worked hard to get the perfect dress for Emily. If the style of the dress was slightly futuristic, it was because Penelope, who knew everything, including everything in the future, had found the most exquisite boutique called Armani something, selling high end couture. Drawing her inspiration from the soft designs, she and Jennifer had worked hard to create perfection, as well as to find a glamour that would allow their fairy godchild to attend the ball freely without anyone knowing who she was. Certainly quite handy when you had an evil stepmother and stepsister looking to make your life utter hell.
Penelope beamed at her friend and whipped her wand out in front of her, towards the dress, "Shall we, JJ?" JJ grinned and gracefully slid her wand out towards the dress as well, "En garde, Penelope." With a final wave, sparks shot out of their wands and hit the dress, showering the gown in a rain of sparkles before dissolving into the silken material. Jason wasn't certain, but he could have sworn that with the final splash of magic, the dress almost seemed ethereal and fay like. Hooting softly, he chuckled a little. If Prince Aaron saw Emily dressed in this tonight and not immediately take her for his wife, the boy was a fool.
Penelope squealed a little and threw her arms around a laughing JJ, "Well, we did a brilliant job, if I do say so myself. I suppose, if we ever find ourselves out of a job, we'd always have a future as designers." JJ rolled her eyes and patted Penelope on her head, "I doubt we'll be fired anytime soon. Although, we had better get on the road lest Emily will really loose her chance to attend the ball and steal her prince's heart."
A mere half an hour had passed, and yet Emily felt as though she had slugged through hours and hours of washing the dishes. Finally, the house was spotless but still, she had nowhere to go. No gown to wear, no ball to go to and no Prince to say "I love you" to. Growling, she threw Beth's best bonnet against the wall, childishly satisfied when she saw the expensive head gear made of silk crumple and flop spinelessly to the ground. She wished her stepsister would do the same.
The three mice lay back against the chairs and squeaked occasionally. They had nothing to do, but they didn't want to leave poor Emily alone. At least this way, the poor girl would have some company. Derek sniggered and whipped his tail against Spencer, swatting the younger mouse on the head. Elle rolled her eyes and smacked the dark furred mouse, "Watch it Derek, stop picking on Spence!" Emily, hearing the mice's chatter, smiled a little and called over her shoulder, "Having fun, darlings? You should head off and get some rest, best not let the Dragon Lady and Lapdog catch you or they'll throw another hissy fit." The mice starting squeaking louder and she laughed; they always managed to make her smile.
A loud rap on the door startled Emily and the mice but an equally loud hoot had the four occupants release a sigh of relief. Striding to open the door, Emily's mouth dropped open to see two blonde women with brilliant smiles standing in the doorway, and Jason was perched on the shorter blonde's shoulder, looking as smug as ever. But that wasn't why the brunette was stunned; the women had wings. Pale, iridescent, luminous wings that fluttered behind their back. And in their hands were wands. Real wands with the stereotypical golden star on the edge of the smooth handle. Still startled, she turned back to the excited mice jumping up and down, "They have wings. And wands."
Penelope tittered and glided into the house, followed by JJ who shut the door gently. "Of course we have wings, gumdrop! We're your fairy godmothers!" JJ beamed gently at Emily and waved, "And we're here to take you to the ball." Emily gaped and took in the grinning animals and blonde women –no, fairies- standing in her home. "Oh, you've got to be joking with me."