Script

SIDE 1

Not everyone in the house hated Cinderella.

(MICE scurry on and crowd around Cinderella.)

Cinderelly? Cinderelly? Cinderelly! Cinderelly!

The mice were her best friends, and helped her as much as they could. Let's see, there was Perla, and Jaq, and Luke ... and Gus ...

(GUS remains cowering in a corner.)

Come out, Gus!
(patting GUS's paw)
Don't let them scare you.

Cinderelly go to the party!

A ball. Can you imagine? It would be a dream come true.

Dream, Cinderelly?

Why Gus, don't you know what a dream is? It's important to have a dream.

SIDE 2

(STEPMOTHER and the STEPSISTERS enter again as the MICE scurry and hide.)

Girls, don't forget to give Cinderella your laundry. It's dirty sock day!

(The STEPSISTERS dump a pile of dirty socks on CINDERELLA's head and exit. The MICE clench their paws in anger.)

Grrr!

Mean, mean, mean!!!!

Now now, fellas, it's all right. I'm not going to think about dirty socks. I'm going to think about the ball. All the ladies in their fancy dresses, and all the men with their handsome coats and mustaches, and --

(GUS takes a bow, and offers his paw.)

Why sir, are you asking me to dance? How lovely!

(CINDERELLA and the MICE begin to dance around the room, changing partners, as they all sing.)

SIDE 3

Poor Cinderelly. Every time she find a minute, that's the time that they begin it. "Cinderelly, Cinderelly."

(from offstage)
Cinderella!!!!



(CINDERELLA crosses, carrying a mop.)

Oh, who am I kidding? I'll never get my chores done in time for the ball. Besides, I don't have a thing to wear ...

(CINDERELLA sighs, picks up her bucket, and exits as the MICE go to the closet and take out an old dress.)

Look! Dress for ball!

It's pretty-pretty, but it's old.

We can fix that. Need things! Need things!

(The STEPSISTERS stomp across the stage, flinging accessories on the ground.)

Mother, I can't possibly wear this dress, it's awful! This sash is so over!

And these pearls, really! All I can say is - I don't think so!

(The STEPSISTERS stomp off as the MICE eye their scattered castoffs.)

Lookee, lookee!

We can do it.

It'll be reezy!

SIDE 4

Announcing his Imperial Grace, the Grand Duke!

(STEPMOTHER flings open the door and pushes the GRAND DUKE and HERALD inside the house.)

Why welcome, welcome, welcome! I thought you'd never get here. May I present my daughters Drizella and Anastasia ...

(The STEPSISTERS enter, curtseying badly.)

Your Grace.

(The GRAND DUKE and HERALD wince.)

Yes. Charmed, I'm sure. Now, shall we begin?

(The MICE, who have been hiding, observe the action and talk among themselves.)

Quick, get Cinderelly, get Cinderelly!

(PERLA runs off to find CINDERELLA. The HERALD displays the slipper.)

Why, that's my slipper!

(gasps)
Don't be ridiculous. It's - it - it's my slipper!

(GUS shouts out, as the other MICE pull him back into hiding.)

No, no, no! Cinderelly's slipper. Cinderel --

SIDE 5

(Off to the side, the MICE hold paws and "wish" really hard. The FAIRY GODMOTHER appears.)

There, there. Now what's all the fuss about?

Cinderelly's in trouble!

No hope! No hope!!!

Don't be silly, my sweet friends.

(The FAIRY GODMOTHER draws the other slipper from her robe.)

There is always hope.

(The FAIRY GODMOTHER taps CINDERELLA on the shoulder and hands her the other slipper, motioning her forward as the GRAND DUKE tries to contain his hysterics.)

AAAAHHHH! Oh, no! Oh, no, no, no. Oh, no. Oh, this is terrible. What am I going to tell the King?

Tell him that I have the other slipper.

(CINDERELLA hands the glass slipper to the GRAND DUKE, who slips it onto her foot -- a perfect fit.)

YEAH!!!!

(STEPMOTHER, realizing the implications of this slipper fitting CINDERELLA, quickly changes her tune.)

But Cinderella, darling ... what about us? Family sticks together after all ...