Mother: I feel faint. Bring me my daughter, Cinderella
Father: Of course, anything dear *goes and fetches Cinderella.”
Cinderella: Hi, Mom! Oh no! Are you sick?!
Mother: Yes, but promise me, Snow. Promise me that you’ll be a good… girl.”
*child weeps. Funeral.*
Family goes out months later:
Evil stepmother walks out in public square. She sells wine.
She: would you like to buy some wine *tosses wine on Father* oh no! Whoops! Your wife is going to kill me for getting this on you…
Father: well, actually I’m single and once the frost passes and the sun of spring turns into the hot of day, i plan to remarry and hey are you free tonight?
Cinderella: *exclaims* Dad!! She’s a witch and hath bewitched you
Father: Quiet! *laughs bashfully at shopkeeper* hhaha, children are so precious
She: aww, most certainly. I love little girls
Cinderella was about to do something horrid but she remembered the promise she gave to her mother and restrained herself.