diament

Cinderella

It’s time to start the game, the Prince sends sisters to gather raspberries

Prince’s castle

Sister 1: Oh, what a sublime Prince…He is such a gentleman.

Sister 2: Yes, I know. He is an ideal candidate for a husband.

Sister 1: That’s true. And probably  I know who will become his chosen one.

Sister 2: Sister! Ach, it’s wonderful, that you are sharing this joy with me. Our wedding will be perfect.

Sister 1: Pardon? Probably we didn’t understand each other. Everyone knows that I’ll become a wife of the Prince.

Sister 2: You?! Provided the Prince wants to marry the hideous frog!

Sister 1: What?! At least I’m not a fat pig, which doesn’t fit in the dress.

Sister 2: Anyway, I will become a Duchess!

Sister 1: No, me!

Sister 2:Me!

Sister 1: Me!

Sisters are starting pushing each otherand screaming

The upset Prince comes out of his chamber and separates the sisters Cinderella appears

Prince: Dear Ladies, what’s going on here?

Sister 1: Your Highness. I’m just explaining to my Dear Sister, that I’m more beautiful and I will be your wife, Prince.

Sister 2: Ha! Prince appreciates true beauty and not the beauty of a woman who looks like a countrywoman.

They begin to push again and the Prince again separates them

Prince: Dear Ladies, you are both beautiful. Everyone knows that. But which will be my wife? That’s a difficult question…Ha, I have an idea. In my garden there are a few raspberry bushes. At sunrise, all three will go forth with a basket, and the one that first fills the basket will win and become my wife.

Sister 2: All three? Who else do you mean, the Prince?

Prince: Well, as it? Your sister, Cinderella.

Cinderella shyly:

Cinderella: Me? It is an honor, Lord, great thanks.

Sister 1: But Prince. Cinderella is only…

Prince: Enough! So decided: Tomorrow, sunrise, garden, raspberries. Relax until tomorrow. Good night.

Prince bows to sisters and leaves

Sister 1: Cinderella with us? Is it a joke?

Sister 2: Everything because of you! It’s your fault!

Sister 1: No, yours!

Sister 2: Yours!

Sister 1: Yours!

Cinderella: Ekh… Dear sisters, please stop.

Sister 1 and Sister 2(scream): Shut up! It’s your fault!

All characters exit the stage

A very handsome prince was organising a ball in his kingdom. He invited every girl in kingdom. In Cinderella’s house the sisters were preparing, but Cinderella couldn’t go to the ball.
Sister 1: Cinderella! Help me to prepare. I want to look fantastic!
Sister 2: Cinderella! Make up me! Now! I can’t be late.
Cinderella: Of course, of course…
Stepmother: You must look for beautiful dresses for your sisters! They have to look  amazing! Prince has to be delighted! One of my daughters can be his wife…
Cinderella goes to a wardrobe to look for dresses for her sisters. She opens it and falls in there.

To jest część Pauliny ;D prosiła, żeby ją tu zamieścić, bo jeszcze nie ma swojego konta. sorry, że piszę po polsku, ale nie mam teraz zbyt dużo czasu xd