Cinderella is now nearly 70 years old. After having a fulfilling
life with the now dead Prince, she happily sat upon her rocking
chair watching the world go by from her front porch with a cat
called Gizmo for companionship.
One sunny afternoon, out of nowhere, appeared the Fairy Godmother.
Cinderella said “Fairy Godmother, what are you doing here after all
these years?” The Fairy Godmother replies “Well Cinderella, since
you have lived a good, wholesome life since we last met, I have
decided to grant you 3 wishes. Is there anything for which your
heart still yearns?”
Cinderella is taken aback, overjoyed and after some thoughtful
consideration and almost under her breath she uttered her first
wish. “I wish I was wealthy beyond comprehension.” Instantly her
rocking chair was turned into solid gold. Cinderella was stunned.
Cinderella said “Oh thank you, Fairy Godmother!” The Fairy
Godmother replied “It is the least I can do. What is your second
wish?” Cinderella looked down at her frail body and said: “I wish I
was young and full of the beauty of youth again.” At once, her wish
having been desired, became reality, and her beautiful youthful
visage had returned. Cinderella felt stirrings inside her that had
been dormant for years and long forgotten vigour and vitality began
to course through her very soul. Then the Fairy Godmother spoke
again “You have one more wish, what shall you have?” Cinderella
looked over to Gizmo, who was now quivering in the corner with
fear. “I wish for you to transform my old cat, Gizmo, into a
beautiful and handsome young man.” Magically, Gizmo suddenly
underwent so fundamental a change in his biologicial make up, that
when he stoof before her, he was a boy, so beautiful the like of
which she nor the world had ever seen, so fair indeed that birds
begun to fall from the sky at his feet.
The Fairy Godmother said “Congratulations Cinderella! Enjoy your
new life.” With a blazing shock of bright blue electricity, she was
gone. For a few moments, Gizmo and Cinderella looked into each
other’s eyes. Cinderella sat, breathless, gazing at the most
stunningly perfect boy she had ever seen.