Oh, fairy god mother, I really wish I could go to that ball!
Well, hold on. If something sounds to good to be true, it probably is.
I could make that happen for you, my dear.
I'll do anything. Whatever you want!
That's a little extreme... but okay. I can be home by midnight!
I'll give you a new dress and shoes and even do your hair and makeup. But you must be back by midnight or else you die.
Then, sign right here!
*Cinderella Getting Lit*
A Little While Later...
Hey, do you what time it is?
12:17 A.M. ?!?!
I'm here, fairy god mother! I'm here!
No! I don't want to die! Please!
Too bad. You signed the contract!
You're late. You know what that means...
Oh, thank you, Prince Charming. I could marry you!
Actually, gremlin, Cinderella told me she's only 16, a minor Minors can't be legally binded to a contract. That contract she sighed is void!
Cinderella! Your shoe fell off when you ran away. I've come to return it to you but I couldn't help but overhear your conversation. I'm sorry, evil witch lady, but you can't actually hold that contract against Cinderella.
Of course I can! She signed it! She broke it! She dies!