Chapter two the invitation to the ball
While Brooha was sweeping the stairs she heard a knock on the front door, and she went to open the door. Here's an invitation to the ball tonight. Said the royal messenger. Brooha looked at it. I better show this to Rasc- I mean my stepmother. Said Brooha. And with that she she close front door, and went upstairs to tell her evil stepmother about the ball. * knock, knock,* yes. Said Rascal. And Brooha opened the door. What is it CinderBrooha. Said Rascal. There's an invitation for the ball tonight. Said Brooha. A ball tonight. Said Rascal. Yes. Said Brooha. " And even is invited." Brooha added. Hahaha. Laughed Ulric. CinderBrooha wants to go to the ball tonight. Said Ulric. And dance with the Prince. Added Brute. Hey with all the chores I have it's not like I will be going. Said Brooha. If you say so. Said Ulric. You know that I'm a Bad General like you three boys. Said Brooha. Then she turned and walked away and left. Well back to cleaning. Said Brooha.
Brooha had finished scrubbing the kitchen floor, cleaning the dishes and sweeping the stairs, then she went to clean the windows. But while she was cleaning she started to tear up. What's wrong CinderBrooha? Asked Chloe. Well mouse two it's-just-that- I, I, I don't want this story to have a bad ending she said. Well this is your story. Said Chloe. I know. Said Brooha, as she went back to cleaning the windows. CinderBrooha. Come here. Said Rascal. I coming. Said Brooha, as she walked up the stairs. Yes stepmother. Said Brooha. CinderBrooha I want you to clean our dresses for the ball tonight and then get back to your chores. Said Rascal. Yes stepmother. Said Brooha. And just like that Brooha went downstairs to wash the dresses. This is a lot harder than I expected. Said Brooha. Using a bucket of water, soap, and a washing rack. Then I got to hang them outside to dry in the sun. Said Brooha. Then I have to go back and do my other chores. But wait. I don't want my story to have a bad ending, so looks like that I'll take things in my own hands. Brooha thought to herself.
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