Prince Charming sat by the window of the tower, took the glass slipper out of his pocket, and sighed.

"I'll never find the girl who fits this slipper if I'm stuck in this tower," he said. "It'll take a miracle to get me out of here!"

Suddenly, a star in the sky began to glow, and it looked like it was getting bigger. The prince just stared at it, as a strange glow filled the entire tower room. When the glow subsided, a blond girl wearing a sparkly blue dress (my OC Phyllis Dawson) was standing in the room. She had wings and was carrying a wand.

"Who are you?" Prince Charming asked.

"I'm the Blue Fairy," the girl said. "I'm here to help you. You want to get out of here and find the girl that fits that glass slipper you have, don't you?"

"Yeah, I want to get out of here, but how did you know . . . . ."

"Blue Fairies know these things, sugar. Especially when people wish upon a star."

"I get it. I think. But what are we gonna do about the Lee sisters down there and their mother?"

"The Lee sisters?"

"Yeah, Ug Lee, and Home Lee."

"Oh. I'll take care of them, don't worry about that."

The Blue Fairy then waved her wand, and particles of magic dust sparkled everywhere in the room. When they cleared, it looked like nothing had happened.

"Okay, open the door," the Blue Fairy said.

"But it's locked," Prince Charming said.

"Just try opening it."

Prince Charming shrugged, and opened the door, finding that it was unlocked. Just as he opened it, the Stepmother and the stepsisters came running up the stairs.

"What's going on here?!" the Stepmother demanded. Then she saw the Blue Fairy. "And who's Little Miss Sparkles, here?"

"I see what you meant when you called those two the Lee sisters," the Blue Fairy said, looking at Fatima and Leena. "And their mother certainly isn't Miss America herself!"

"All right, sister, you're asking for it!" the Stepmother said, rolling up her sleeves.

"Ho hum," the Blue Fairy said, and she began waving her wand. "Eye of newt and tongue of dog, now you'll change into a frog!"

And in a puff of smoke, the Stepmother and stepsisters transformed into frogs. Then they hopped off, croaking all the way.

"Wow," Prince Charming said, as he started running down the stairs. "When that spell wears off, I'm sure they'll be hopping mad. Ha, ha!"

The Blue Fairy groaned at that awful pun, and followed Prince Charming out of the chateau.

"Thanks for getting me out of that mess, Blue Fairy," the prince said. "Could you do me one more favor?"

"What's that?" the Blue Fairy asked.

"Think maybe you could tell me who's shoe this is?"

"Sorry, your highness, I can't. If I did, there'd be no story. You'll have to find out for yourself."

"That figures."

"I've done all I can here. I have to be going now. I've got to see about a puppet who wants to become a real boy."

And with that, the Blue Fairy waved her magic wand, and disappeared in a cloud of magic sparkles. Prince Charming sighed, and started walking through the forest.

"Might as well get started," he said.

Cinderella, Pixie, Dixie, and the Ugly Duckling weren't faring too much better themselves. They had spent nearly all night searching for the Stepmother and the stepsisters, and by the time dawn broke, they had no idea which way they were going.

"Maybe you should've followed Cinderella's stepmother before you came to get us," Dixie said. "Then you would have known where to go."

"I'm sorry," the Ugly Duckling said. "I didn't think of that."

"Come on, you guys," Cinderella said. "I have an idea. Maybe if we go back to the King's castle, the Ugly Duckling might be able to figure out where to go from there."

The animals had to agree with Cinderella in that regard, and they kept going, even though none of them knew exactly where they were going.

Elsewhere in the woods, there was a cottage. Inside the house lived three bears. A Papa Bear (Yogi Bear), a Mama Bear (Cindy Bear), and a Baby Bear (Boo-Boo Bear). That morning, the Papa Bear and the Baby Bear were sitting at the table, while Mama Bear was in the kitchen cooking breakfast.

"Boy, oh boy," the Papa Bear said. "I can't wait for breakfast! I'm as hungry as a bear!"

"But you are a bear, Yogi . . . . . I mean, Papa," Baby Bear said.

"Don't worry," Mama Bear said, coming into the dining room with three bowls. She set a big one in front of Papa Bear, a medium sized one in front of herself, and a little one in front of Baby Bear. Papa Bear just stared at the bowl, dipped a spoon in, and stirred it.

"What is this slop?" he asked.

"It's porridge," Mama Bear explained.

"Porridge? Yuck!" Papa Bear shouted. "What happened to some good ol' pancakes and sausage? Or maybe even some bacon and eggs? But porridge? Shee! Why porridge?"

"Because it's in the script, silly!" Mama Bear shouted, picking up a script, and shoving it into Papa Bear's face.

"All right, all right, I get the message," Papa Bear said. Then he put a spoonful of the porridge in his mouth (reluctantly), and swallowed. The minute he did, his eyes popped, his face turned red, and steam came whistling out of his ears.

"Yeeeeoooowwwwwww!" he screamed, as a flame shot out of his mouth!

"What's the matter?" Baby Bear asked.

"Thith thuff ith too hot!" Papa Bear shouted, fanning his tongue with his hands.

"I've got an idea," Baby Bear said. "Why don't we all go take a walk in the woods? When we get back, our porridge should be cool enough to eat."

"Why would we wanna go take a walk in the woods?" Papa Bear asked.

"I dunno, it's in the script," Baby Bear said, shrugging.

"Maybe it's a good idea after all," Papa Bear said. "Maybe there'll be some pic-a-nic baskets full of goodies that need to be sorted out. Then I won't have to eat that porridge. Yuck!"

With that, the three bears left their home for a walk in the woods (though Mama Bear stifled the urge to swat Papa Bear upside the head with her rolling pin before they left). Shortly afterward, who should come by the house but Cinderella, Pixie, Dixie, and the Ugly Duckling.

"Hey, look!" the Ugly Duckling shouted. "There's a house up ahead!"

"Maybe whoever lives there can give us directions," Cinderella said. She ran up to the front door and knocked, but there was no answer. The door was unlocked, so Cinderella slowly opened it.

"Hello?" she asked, looking around. "Is anybody home?"

Cinderella didn't get a response. Pixie and Dixie ran inside, and began to look around.

"Doesn't look like anyone's here, Cinderella," Pixie said.

"But they left some food!" Dixie shouted. "I'm starving!"

"Maybe we shouldn't eat it," the Ugly Duckling said.

"I'm sure having a little bit won't do any harm," Cinderella said, walking up to the Papa Bear's big bowl of porridge. She dipped her spoon in and tasted it.

"Ooooh!" she shouted, immediately dropping the spoon on the table. "This is much too hot!"

"Try the next one," Pixie said. Cinderella picked up another spoon, and tasted Mama Bear's porridge.

"Ick! she grimaced. "This one's much too cold!"

"Third time's the charm, Cinderella," Dixie said. "Try this one."

"I hate to think what this is going to taste like," Cinderella said, dipping her spoon into the Baby Bear's bowl.

"Hmmm . . . . ." she murmured after she tasted it. "This is just right! Not too hot, not too cold . . . . . it's perfect!"

"Let us have some, Cinderella!" Pixie shouted. "We're hungry!"

And with that, Cinderella, the Ugly Duckling, and the two mice ate up every bit of Baby Bear's porridge. Then the group went into the living room, and found three chairs. Cinderella was grateful for that, considering she had been on her feet for the entire day before. She needed a good rest. First, she tried the Papa Bear's chair, but it was too hard. Then she tried the Mama Bear's chair, but it was too soft. Then she sat down in the Baby Bear's chair, and it was just right. Unfortunately, the wee little chair couldn't support Cinderella's weight, and it broke.

"Whoops," Cinderella said, standing up, and looking at the pieces. "I guess we'll have to wait for the owners of the house to come back, and then I'll help them fix this chair."

"Think maybe we could take a nap while we wait?" the Ugly Duckling asked.

"Yeah," Dixie said, yawning. "I'm sleepy!"

"So am I," Pixie said.

Cinderella was completely exhausted herself, so the foursome went upstairs to the bedroom, and found three beds. The Papa Bear's bed was too hard, and the Mama Bear's bed was too soft, but the Baby Bear's bed was just right, and Cinderella and her friends immediately fell sound asleep.

Later, the Three Bears returned to their home, and found the door open.

"Did you remember to lock the door?" Mama Bear asked.

"No," Papa Bear said. "I thought you locked it!"

"Come on," Baby Bear said. "We'd better check this out."

The Three Bears entered the house, and slowly looked around. The first thing they spotted was the kitchen table.

"Hey," Papa Bear said, picking up his spoon from the table, which had some porridge on it. "Somebody's been eating my porridge! And let me tell ya something. They'd be welcome to it!"

"Somebody's been eating my porridge as well," Mama Bear said, picking her spoon out of her bowl.

"Somebody's been eating my porridge," Baby Bear said, holding his empty bowl. "And they didn't even leave any left!"

The Three Bears then went into the living room, and saw their chairs, and it was obvious someone had been using them.

"Somebody's been sitting in my chair," Papa Bear said, as he noticed the chair had been pushed back from where it usually was.

"Somebody's been sitting in my chair, too," Mama Bear said, as she picked up the somewhat squashed chair cushion and began fluffing it up.

"And somebody's been sitting in my chair," Baby Bear said, picking up a piece of his chair. "And they broke it."

The Three Bears then went upstairs to the bedroom. The Papa Bear walked over to his bed, and saw that it was a bit messed up.

"Somebody's been sleeping in my bed," he said.

"And somebody's been sleeping in my bed," Mama Bear said.

"And somebody's been sleeping in my bed," Baby Bear said. "And here she is, still sleeping in my bed!"

The Three Bears gathered around Baby Bear's bed, and just stared at the blond stranger. Cinderella began waking up, and the first thing she saw was Papa Bear standing over her.

"Eeeeek!" she screamed. "A bear!"

"You were maybe expecting the Easter Bunny?" Papa Bear asked.

Cinderella immediately grabbed a broom from the corner and began whacking Papa Bear over the head with it as hard as she could.

"Ouch!" Papa Bear shouted. "Oooch! Eeech! All right, already! Ouch! Cut it out! Yeeouch! Wait a minute! Oooch! Hold it! Hold it!"

Finally, Papa Bear managed to grab the broom away from Cinderella, and he tossed it aside.

"HOLD IT WHEN I HOLLER HOLD IT!" he screamed at the top of his voice. "Shee! That's gonna leave a mark. Okay, let's have some answers here. Goldilocks, I presume?"

"Goldilocks?" Cinderella asked. "No, my name's Cinderella."

"Cinderella?" Papa Bear said. "Shee, I think someone's in the wrong story!"

"How come you broke into our house, Cinderella?" Baby Bear asked.

"I'm sorry," Cinderella said. "The door was open, so my friends and I came in. We were hungry and tired . . . . . and, well, one thing led to another, and . . . . ."

"I see," Mama Bear said. "But what are you doing here, anyway?"

"I'm trying to find Prince Charming," Cinderella said. "And then we got lost in the woods."

"Yeah," Dixie said, as he and Pixie climbed up on Cinderella's shoulders. "She's gotta find him before one of her ugly stepsisters ends up marrying him!"

"Can you tell us the way to the King's castle?" Pixie asked.

"Sure," Papa Bear said. "First you go about a mile down this path, then you hang a right at the first corner, then a left, and another left, and a right, and then straight ahead, and another right, then a left, then a right, then a left, then a right, a left, a right, a left, and a right, and you're right there."

"Are you sure?" Pixie asked.

"Of course I'm sure!" the Papa Bear shouted. "After all, I'm smarter than the average Papa Bear! Hey-hey-hey-eee!"

"Thanks, Mr. Bear!" the Ugly Duckling shouted. "Come on, everybody!"

"Goodbye, Mr. Bear!" Cinderella called to the Three Bears as she and her friends left down the path.

"Now then," Papa Bear said. "How about some breakfast? I'm starving!"