Twisted Cinderella Story
Twisted Cinderella Story
Once upon a time, there lived a very girly boy named Cinderella or at least people called him that though his real name is Kim Heechul. Cinderella was not like the Cinderella from the story Cinderella (hope I didn’t confuse you). To keep it simple, I’ll call him Rella. Rella wasn’t the quiet shy type that obeyed his step sisters…
“Yah you call that washing?!” Rella shouted at the step-sisters who were stomping on the laundry as fast as they could.
“Sorry Rella-nim.” The girls said in fear. They got out of the bucket and resumed scrubbing the clothes with a board.
“Be careful! That’s real silk!” Rella scolded them.
“Princess, here is your raspberry milkshake.” The step mother held out the glass cup on a silver platter.
“I said strawberry!” The eighteen year old shouted.
“I’ll be back with your order.” The woman bowed and left the garden.
This was Cinderella and oh, did I mention they are actually rich and yeah he’s a princess? Yep so Cinderella wasn’t the innocent I’mcuteandshysopleaselikeme type. Nope he was the I’mbratty,hot,straightfowardbutyouguysloveit type. Anyways back to the story before Rella fires me for not writing about his hotness.
One day, Rella was extremely bored and no amount of entertainment by the jesters could keep him entertained even though he was allowed to throw tomatoes at them.
“Isn’t there anything to do~” Rella whined as he sat on his throne. The stepmother who was massaging Rella’s shoulders suggested something that might be able to keep him out of boredom.
“Princess, isn’t your birthday coming up?” The step mother said.
“Yeah…”
“Why don’t you throw a big party and from there you can choose a suitor.”
“Parties are stupid, how old am I? Five? What, you’re going to bring in a pinata too and party hats?” The princess scoffed.
“No…” The stepmother mentally cross it off her list.
“I got it. Here’s the plan. Gather all the princes from the land and whoever can…will be my husband.” The stepmother could not hear a part of what Rella said.
And so began the event. Invitations were being sent via mail except for the princes near the castle so the step sisters were in charge of that.
“I’m so tired.” One of the sisters said.
“Don’t complain or else -“ The other girl fell on her butt.
“I’m sorry!” A tall male said as he helped the girl up.
“Thank you.” The stepsister who fell said. She looked up to see the tall male in a prince’s suit.
“Are you a prince?” The first step sister asked.
“Um…yes?” The male said.
“What’s your name.”
“Hangeng.”
“Here’s an invitation to the princess’s compeition.”
Hangeng looked at it with a puzzled face.
“See you there.” The girls bowed and carried on with passing invitations to the place.
Hangeng wondered what that was about and he realized he was late for his job at Café Prince.
“Sorry I’m late.” Hangeng bowed to the owners, Kyuhyun and Sungmin.
“It’s okay. I feel more sorry for you for having to wear the work clothes outside of here.” Kyuhyun sympathized as he too was wearing a prince’s outfit.
“You love those outfits Kyu!” Sungmin pouted as he was the designer.
“Yes of course I do.” Kyuhyun secretly rolled his eyes which earned him a smack from Sungmin using a bunny doll.
As the two were bickering, Hangeng looked at the invitation. Hangeng had come to Korea from China using all the money he had left and he worked everyday to pay for rent. He could speak a little korean but could hardly read it at all.
“What does this say?” Hangeng handed the invitation to Sungmin to read.
Sungmin squealed with delight. “You’re invited to a ball!”
Kyuhyun looked over Sungmin’s and rolled his eyes. “It says a competition not ball. Sungmin are you fantisizing again?”
The little short male pouted and went to bake his pumpkin pie.
“A contest?” Hangeng said.
“Yeah, it’s whoever can make the princess laugh…they will get to marry the princess.” Kyuhyun read.
“I’m not going.” Hangeng said and went to find a broom. He put on a bandana and started sweeping.
“Why not?!” Sungmin shouted from the kitchen.
“I don’t have an outfit to go in anyways.” Hangeng added. “I don’t want to marry the princess either.”
“Why?” Kyuhyun was curious.
“Seems like a tough life and she’s a tyrant.”
“But you get to wear pretty clothes!” Sungmin tried to persuade Hangeng.
“Are you still trying to find that korean girl you meant in China?” Kyuhyun said.
“N-no!” Hangeng stammered. He was too embarassed but he was lovestoned like that Justin Timberlake song.
“If you don’t want to go for the prize then go to promote our café.” Kyu suggested. The three looked around at their empty café and sighed. Boy, business in the past was tough.
So Hangeng had decided to go to the competition and there were tons of people lined up for the contest. People were dressed in different “funny” costumes to try and entertain the princess who was sitting on the throne with her whole face covered.
“Are you trying to be funny because it’s not working.” Rella yawned and shouted. “Next!” He judged them so harshly that he could have been Simon Cowell’s ancestor!
The people were so boring that soon the princess ended up eating an apple though his face was still covered. He feared his skin could be ruined by looking at the ugly people.
Soon many were rejected and there were only a few people left along with Hangeng but Hangeng didn’t notice since he was too busy promoting Café Prince.
“Next!” Rella shouted.
“Come to our café.” Hangeng bowed as he passed flyers.
“I said next! You with the prince’s outfit!” Rella threw an apple core at Hangeng’s head which bounced off him and rolled on the floor. He looked at the prince and felt he had seen the guy somewhere…
“Ow!” Hangeng shouted. “You know how rude that is.” As he took a step forward only to slip on the apple core. Flyers flew everywhere and as Hangeng fell back, the people behind him all fell dominoes. Hangeng rubbed his head and cursed in chinese really loudly.
The princess bursted out laughing and clutched his stomach. As he laughed, the clothes that covered his face fell and Hangeng was shocked.
“It’s you?!” Hangeng pointed at the princess.
“Do you know me?”
“You’re Heechul!”
“Have I met you before?”
“You met me in China!” Hangeng couldn’t believe he had forgotten.
The princess thought for a moment and remembered. “You’re the chinese guy that tripped and fell in China too!” Heechul then began laughing again as he remembered how Hangeng had tripped on some rocks and sent a bunch of eggs flying at his stepmother and sisters.
Hangeng laughed along as did the rest of the people there.
Heechul and Hangeng became married and togetherthey pulled pranks on the stepmother and sisters.
Kyuhyun and Sungmin’s café was located inside the castle and rumors are that they were the ones who founded Starbucks.
Although the Cinderellas were different in personality, in the end they both lived happily ever after.
The End!
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i guess this one shot was okay...could have been better? i dunno haha haven't wrote crack in a while or a fairytale suju :x
hope you guys enjoyed reading it! don't kill me >___<"