Whilst Benny was busy fixing their little beds, which had collapsed under Cinderella's enormous weight, Kenny offered Cinderella a wide variety of pastries which he took out from the oven. Cinderella's mouth immediately started watering after perceiving delicious muffins, tasty apple pies and savoury tarts, which filled the small table.
"I am very much grateful for your generous offer of letting me stay here for as long as I like, but obviously that cannot constitute my long term plan, as I will probably break every single furniture before the first week is over," said Cinderella, laughing. "Are you absolutely clueless about where my grandmother could have moved to?" enquired Cinderella, who was desperate to find her grandmother.
"I'm sorry but we really have no idea," replied Kenny, shaking his head. "But I know of someone who might be able to tell you."
"Oh, really? Who is that?" queried Cinderella.
"He is the Great Wizard Ali Buda," answered Kenny, caressing his long beard whilst in deep contemplation. "The legend has it that he knows about everything that there is to know in this universe, so he will probably be able to tell you where your grandmother lives."
"Wow! So, he's a know-it-all, huh?" responded Cinderella. "Well, it seems like he's my only hope now. Do you know where he lives?"
"The legend has it that he lives in a gigantic castle situated deep inside the forest," said Lenny, sinking his voice into a deep whisper. "Just follow the golden brick road in the forest and you won't miss the castle in which he lives."
"Okay, then, I'll follow the golden brick road to find the Wizard Ali Buda to ask him where my grandmother lives," concluded Cinderella merrily.
After settling upon a reasonable solution to her problem, Cinderella walked towards the wooden table and was about to grab a little stool to sit on and enjoy the sweet desserts when she checked herself and said: "I'd better not sit on these tiny stools lest I should break them!"
Just when Cinderella was about to put a large slice of apple pie into her mouth, suddenly someone knocked on the door of the little cottage.
"Oh bother! Who is it?" she exclaimed, annoyed to be interrupted whilst trying to enjoy her food.
"Oh no! What if it's the big bad wolf again?" trembled Kenny as he hid into a corner of the wooden cottage.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of him!" answered Cinderella as she stomped towards the door and opened it angrily.
Nevertheless, to her horror, Cinderella did not perceive the big bad wolf, instead she saw the figure of Ms. Vandertramp by the door, holding a basket of apples. In fact, Ms. Vandertramp had heard Cinderella closing the door behind her on the previous evening after leaving the house and had followed her all the way through the forest to the wooden cottage. Only after confirming that Cinderella was safe and sound did Ms. Vandertramp venture to pick some apples from the trees nearby and knock on the door of the cottage.
"Cinderella, don't eat those desserts they offered you. They're full of carbs, sugar and fat, which will make you gain weight," said Ms. Vandertramp. "If you're hungry, eat these apples that I have especially picked for you. Fruits contain a lot of vitamins and are a healthy substitute for desserts."
Upon hearing Ms. Vandertramp's words, all of Cinderella's past fury returned.
"Who cares about silly vitamins and carbs? Who cares about your stupid dietary plans? They haven't worked before and they never shall!" shouted Cinderella. "Who wants to eat your apples? I bet you've poisoned them like Snow White's stepmother so I will die and you can take away all of my inheritance. I'm not stupid enough to believe your deceptive words, you wicked woman! I don't want to see your annoying face ever again. Now, GET LOST!!!"
Furiously, Cinderella slammed the orange door of the cottage onto Ms. Vandertramp's face and went back to the table to continue eating her pastries.
~To be Continued~
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