This is a great picture to work with this week. It conjures up so many possibilities!
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What a disastrous time to run out of go juice!
Embarrassed beyond belief, she cursed herself for not checking the merchandise before parting with her cash.
‘I am so sorry!’ she fussed. ‘I just need to charge the batteries I suppose.’
Within seconds of finishing her sentence, a pick-up truck arrived laden with pumpkins.
‘You idiot!’ she screeched. ‘I only needed one!’
‘Sorry your Fairyship. This was all I could get.’
With wings aquiver and tinsel crown askew, her shoulders slumped.
‘A flat second-hand wand, no pumpkin, and a damsel destined to lose her prince. No! I won’t let it happen!!’
Pulling her ample bosom up almost under her chin, the Fairy Godmother summoned the last of her magic.
‘Cinderella, you shall go to The Ball, but it will be on a moped with Buttons here as your driver …….’
‘But I haven’t got a licence!’
‘Drive carefully then! ‘
Cinderella folded her skirts and mounted her transport, clinging tight to Buttons as they pulled away.
‘WAIT!!!! Dammit! I forgot to tell her she must be home by 11! Oh what I’d give for a mobile phone!’
One materialised in her hand. She looked at the wand in disgust.
‘Very funny.’ she said.