One day, the big news came to the city.

At Cinderella’s house, she currently had further work to try and do. She had to create 2 bran-new robes for her step-sisters. “Faster!” shouted one step-sister. “You call that a dress?” screamed the other. “Oh, dear!” said Cinderella. “When can I–“ The stepmother marched into the room. “When can you WHAT?” “Well,” aforesaid the woman, “when can I even have time to create my very own dress for the ball? ” “You?” yelled the stepmother. “Who said YOU were going to the ball?” “What a laugh!” said one step-sister