Mice Equality: The Story

    Once upon a time, I was standing with my friend Jaq. He and I were protesting against mice not getting what they deserved. The mice couldn't go to the ball. All of us couldn't because of how we were born. Some people just didn't want mice to have a fun time with humans. What really made us mad was that little Cinderella and her annoying stepsisters were planning out their dresses, how they would dance with the prince, and how we were going to make them look great. They were making Jaq and I make the dresses, do their makeup, and accessorize them. However Jaq and I are going to go to the ball, so we have to make ourselves tuxedos as well. Our leader, the stepmother, is making us clean the toilets, sweep the stairs, and take out the trash. The stepmother loves Jaq, though, and goes easy on him with the chores.
    Tomorrow the chores are all finished and Jaq and I start to work on the stepsister's dresses along with Cinderella's. Most of the fabrics we don't have, so Jaq goes to the store.
    Jaq comes back with three dresses, which were already made, and two tuxedos.
"Woah, Jaq, good job!" I complimented him.
"Thanks, bro," Jaq replies.
Jaq and I begin to pretend we're working on the dresses so it doesn't look odd that we got done with three dresses in thirty minutes
Soon Jaq goes to give the stepsisters their dresses. Little did they know it was from the store "Woah, this is some good stitching!" the stepsisters would compliment them.
One day later, the day of the ball arrives. The stepsisters and Cinderella make us do their makeup and accessories. Later the women leave and I get  our tuxedos on. We sneak out past the doors and we see a woman in the garden staring at us. She starts to walk over. Taking no chances, Jaq and I dart into the road , headed towards the ball down the street. The woman from the garden who is now chasing us, yells "Stop! Stop!" repeatedly. Soon, Jaq and I get annoyed so we just stop for her. The woman is now panting heavily in front of us. "Hello," pant "my name is the-" panting "-Fairy Godmother, let me help you," She waves a glowing, sparkling wand tiredly and whispers "abra-ca-dabra" and then Jaq and I's toddler sized tuxedos are no longer dragging on the ground, they're fitting. After a few seconds of standing around staring at one another awkwardly, we see a pumpkin carriage rolling down our road behind us. Fairy Godmother waves her wand in a counterclockwise motion and the carriage starts going backwards "Oops, wrong way," she mumbles. She starts moving her hand clockwise very quickly then the carriage is running towards us on the road. Fairy Godmother stops the carriage right before it runs over Jaq. "Well get in!" Fairy Godmother says. We abide and are taken to the ball. At the ball, we sneak in and see the prince talking to Cinderella. Jaq faints and I take him outside in a bush. When I enter again, I get a lot of courage and walk up to the prince and ask him for a dance. "Of course, little mouse," he replies with. I shriek and nod. The prince and I fell in love that night. Soon after the ball is over, we have a discussion on mice's rights. He promises to give mice the rights they deserve. After I leave the ballroom and grab Jaq, I walk us home quickly trying to get home quickly before sunrise. It was only then that I forgot my glass slipper on the stairs.