**Other Half**

In a moment I felt the most instant, most intense pain that I would ever feel. I felt like heartbreak, cold, scalding hot water, Drizella's screeching music, mice's dirty paws all over me, and the intense loneliness all rolled into one.

I screamed and every appliance through the whole house could hear it. My scream vibrated through the kitchen and even reached Cinderella's bedroom in the attic. It was horrible, that sniveling man on the floor doesn't have a clue what that break really felt like. It was like dying, but living through the pain of dying.

To the man, Cinderella presented me and the happiest smile of all grew across his face. Slowly and reverently I was placed on Cinderella's outstretched foot, the true foot match for me.

The Duke hugged Cinderella and cries, "We've found her. Tell the whole kingdom that we've found her." Hurriedly he escorted Cinderella to the carriage and dismissed out of thought that I was still on her foot as she is dragged there.

I pleaded silently to that fairy lady of Cinderella's. Please, I thought, please fix my other half. Miraculously, on Cinderella's other foot appeared the broken slipper, my other half. Cinderella glanced down at the slipper and gasped softly and smiled gently at me.

But me, well I felt whole. Complete, no longer divided, no longer lonely. The King, the Duke, Bruno, Lucifer; I let all of the memories fly into me until I was completely whole again. Until I was completely one being and only one being. It felt absolutely wonderful.

Weeks later Cinderella wore me to her wedding. When running out of church with the Prince, she dropped a half of me. I gasped in fear, afraid that she would leave my half again. But she ran back and let the King, who had picked up the half in his huge hands, and slip it back on to her foot where it belongs. Everything was alright; I even got to see the Prince shoes again. Well you know the line and we all lived happily ever after.