Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Tick, tock.

The hours continued to crawl away as Cinderella finished her chores in the kitchen. She picked up a round plate that was covered in crusted pasta from dinner weeks ago and sighed.

She couldn't concentrate on her chores. Her mind would always drift off to something that had appeared in her dreams every night. It was a man in a blue box that showed up in the woods with a whooshing sound that always made her wake up, unable to finish to dream and find out who the mysterious man was.

She looked around the room, hoping to see any sort of sign of her progress, but there was nothing. There were still piles upon piles of unwashed dishes and the table was still a mess of leftovers from that morning.

She was almost done when her step-sisters came in and set down a whole new tub of dishes to be washed.

"Is it ever going to end?" Cinderella wined, though her voice was still soft and sweet as usual.

"Not if you don't hurry your little butt up!" The red-haired one snapped, and they both left the room in a huff. Cinderella just continued washing dishes as she was told.

After a few more hours had passed and Cinderella was ready to collapse on the floor, a knock hit the front door. She, knowing she wasn't allowed to leave until her work was done, continued washing dishes. Through the door, she could still hear what the visitor was saying.

"I would like to invite you to Prince Charming's royal ball. It is tomorrow at exactly seven o'clock. Please wear appropriate attire and accessories to show off your unique personality, for the Prince will choose one, and only one special girl to dance with him. Thank you."

The door closed, and Cinderella gasped. It had always been her dream to go to a ball. Not thinking about the consequences, she ran out of the kitchen to where her step sisters were arguring about whose dress is going to be prettier.

Cinderella's step mom finally noticed her standing there and immediately began to yell her. "Are you done with all of your chores? I can give you more!"

"No, but I heard that man say something about a ball, and-"

"Uhm, no, you're not going to the ball until your chores are done and this whole house is clean."

"But-"

The mean stepmother held up a hand. "No buts about it. Whole house! Clean it! And you better start now if you really want to go to that ball!"

The three of them walked away, laughing and snickering, leaving Cinderella all alone to weep. She knew what she had to do. She was going to that ball.

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Cinderella snuck around the castle and quietly in the corner of the ballroom. She stood there, silently swaying her hips to the slow tune that was playing.

All of a sudden, her movement stopped when another person's hand stretched out towards her.

"May I have this dance?" A man's voice said to her.

Cinderella lifted her blue eyes and found the prince standing before her.

"Uhm, uh.." She studdered and then nodded meekly. The prince took her hand in his, and together they danced.

They danced for a while until, out of nowhere, Cinderella heard the same faint whooshing sound from her dreams. She stopped dancing to listen.

"Is something wrong?" Prince Charming asked. Cinderella didn't answer. She just ran, following the sound.

After nearly running over a thousand people, she made it out the door. But while running down the steps, her shoe slipped off her foot. It didn't stop her though. She continued running down the steps. Once she got to the bottom, she automatically went to the woods, knowing that the man would be there.

Cinderella, still in just one heeled shoe and a gown, ran for what seemed to be hours. She finally came to a stop when a tall, blue police box nearly knocked her to the ground.

"This is it!" She gasped.

Suddenly, the little door opened and the man from her dreams stepped out.

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JSYK: Cinderella ends up going with the Doctor and Prince Charming is left searching for his love, but finds no luck.

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