Flash Fiction: Cinderella’s New Clothes

The Fairy Godmother sipped on her pumpkin spice latte. The bells on the door to her workshop rattled.

“Shit.”

Cindy barged in, a huge smile on her face. “I can’t believe the Hollywood gala is in a few hours.”

Tonight? No way. The Fairy Godmother tapped her phone for the date. Double shit and three blind mice. As her mind raced she hid behind her tumbler. Only the outer layer, a sheer number, was ready.

The Fairy Godmother snapped her fingers and nodded at Mickey.

Cindy stripped down to her g-string. Mickey offered her the garment and stepped back.

“I wear more to the beach.”

The Fairy Godmother clicked her tongue. “You wanted something more daring than Ariel?”

Nothing like fuelling the fire of female competition.

“It’s slutty!”

“No, darling, it’s fashion. Girls will want to be you, and the photographers will go wild.”

Nodding, Cindy twirled in the shimmery fabric.

Mickey raised his eyebrow.

“What? It worked when I gave the emperor new clothes.”

~*~

Story Notes

The Fairy Godmother and Mickey return in this Fudged Up Fairy Tale. A modern retelling of the classic fairy tales “Cinderella” and “The Emperor’s New Clothes”.

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