** Cinderella's Half Point of View**

When my mind woke up and I looked around, I discovered that I was in Cinderella's bedroom. Shouldn't I have turned back to a wine glass after midnight, that is what the fairy said? Maybe because we got separated, the magic couldn't turn us back?

I felt lonely without my other half. Oh, to have felt whole. I never knew how wonderful that feeling was. For the rest of the day, I wallowed in my sorrow and loneliness.

Hours later, Cinderella came waltzing in and humming under her breath. Finally I felt it, the tug of my other half, it was nearby. I screamed at Cinderella, it is here Cinderella. She never heard me. Drats.

It dawned on me then that was why she was so happy. She thought that the Prince had come for her. Popping out of the shadows, her mice friends all pointed at the door. When I turned my gaze on the door I gasped. The evil step-mother was locking Cinderella in! NO! She needed to go get my other half!

Quick as a flash, Jag and the fat mouse had disappeared out the door with Cinderella calling out to them, "Hurry!" After what seemed like an eternity, Cinderella sat up and heard the chattering of the two mice as they came up the stairs.

"Lucifer, No!" Cinderella cried. No I think, that cat was going to slow down the mice. Come on Jag. Come on fat mouse! You can do it, I know you can. Cinderella then called to her bird friends. "Bruno, get Bruno!" Yes! Yes! Go get the dumb dog; if anybody can scare Lucifer, it's him.

Far too long later, I hear the familiar bark of the dog. A couple of minutes later, Cinderella had the door unlocked. Hurriedly, she grabbed me and raced down the stairs; my only hope was that we would catch the Duke in time.