Llama Cinderella - It's a thing

Fairy tales. You've read/heard/seen one, you've read/seen/heard them all.

A beautiful princess, subjected to a harsh life of cruelty by someone jealous of her beauty or money, (no, not personality. It's never the personality.) Cue handsome prince, who whisks her away and the live Happily Ever After. All fairy tales are the same. Hold that thought.

It was a beautiful morning, full of birds chirping outside, singing the song of their people, the wind blowing through people's hair; the perfect sort of day to stay in and have a movie marathon. I called my best friend, let's call her Izzy, and told her to bring some movies over. Now, Izzy has the best collection of movies. She has everything from Harry Potter to New York Minute. I thought we could have maybe a back to back F.R.I.E.N.D.S. marathon, or watch Aisha for the zillionth time. But life decided to be cruel to me.

Ah, Izzy.

I opened the door for her, and noticed she wasn't carrying her hardisk, which is where she stores her movies, and had instead in her hand, multiple CDs.

"What's this Izzy?" I asked, aghast.

"Oh, you know. Cinderella movies." She answered like it was the most obvious thing in the world, and should've been my first guess. 

I know what you're thinking. Cinderella movies? Like... more than one? 

Such were my thoughts. 

Apparently, they were different versions of the classic fairy tale, from all over the world, and probably dubbed into English.

She insisted they were great, and we must see all of them.

We started with Rumpelstiltskin for some reason, which has nothing to do with Cinderella, but I had never seen the original one, so Izzy forced me to watch that horrible, poorly edited and dubbed version, in which Rumeplstiltskin's face looked like it had been chewed off by a blind, rabid dog. That movie still gives me nightmares.

After that lovely experience, we got down to business and saw the first Cinderella movie. It was the most tolerable one. The story line was pretty much the same, except that Cinderella and all other characters belonged to an African tribe. It was quite enjoyable.

Things became odd when we saw the next few ones. In one of them, the story line was again pretty much the same, except that all characters were frogs...or maybe fish, I don't remember. I could call Izzy and ask her what they were exactly, but I'm afraid she'll make me watch them again.

The highlight of the movie marathon, and the highlight of the day, and the highlight of my life was Llama Cinderella. It's the best movie I've ever seen.

Ah, Llama Cinderella.

Llama Cinderella, as you can surely guess, guest stars a Llama.

Cinderella lives with her evil step mom, younger half sister, who's jealous of her, you know the drill. Only difference is, they're not rich, and they have a couple of pet Llamas. The plot twist arrives when one day Cinderella is washing clothes by the creek, and some of them fly away due to a strong wind. Cinderella, who chases after the clothes, finds herself on the doorstep of a kindly woman, who asks her to look after her cottage and children for a while. Cinderella has a heart made of gold (she had nothing better to do) so she willingly agrees. The woman returns after some time, to find that Cinderella had taken excellent care of her house and children. She gives Cinderella a gift.

A magic wand? 

Wealth?

The Crown?

Nanospeed 5500?

No.

A star on Cinderella's forehead. (Don't try to find the logic. You can't.)

So Cindy returns with this new star on her forehead, and her half-sister is all Yo mom wth I want like a star on my forehead too so step mumma is Um, okay then how about you go wash clothes by the creek and do stuff that cindy did.

However, the step sister is not golden hearted like Cindy, so she fails to please the woman, and hence returns with a star-less forehead. Now, one daughter cannot have a star on her forehead while the other does not. Inter-sibling rivalry is not tolerated. So Cindy had to tie rags on her head to keep the star from showing.

Fast Forwarding many years, the prince comes looking for an eligible bride, and he comes to Cindy's house as well. Step mummsy and half-sister keep Cindy hidden, so as to increase half-sister's chance of making the Prince fall in love with her. So the Prince comes to their house, is disappointed , as is about to leave when... 

The hero of the movie enters. That's right. It's the Llama. So what happens is, the star from Cindy's forehead detaches itself, and flies to the Llama's forehead, blessing it with the power to speak.

"The true bride fit for the Prince is CINDERELLAAAAAAAAAAAA!" The Llama cries out like a total kiss-ass.

Instead of thinking Holy Shit, a talking Llama!!!!!!!, the Prince is all, Marry me Cindy, though I know not your full name and whether or not you're a psychotic serial killer. 

So yeah. That was Cinderella...but with a Llama.

The End.