Clown Game
It was one thing to have my hands and feet securely tied, but why was my mouth also sealed? I should at least have been able to make a noise! Why was I confined in a mental asylum? Why did it seem like everyone was afraid of me? Why... do I feel like laughing?---------------- This is a story where Holmes and the Joker wreak havoc on the SCP Foundation. I hope everyone will enjoy it!
Chapter 212: Fairy Tale Seventeen
(This is just a story about a girl named Cinderella... no pumpkin lanterns, no witches, and no beautiful clothes that disappear after midnight... so it has nothing to do with that fairy tale at all... Here's a bow to you... I'll delete this line right away.)
The story continues!
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The Prince in the castle issued invitations, inviting girls from each household to attend.
"A ball will be held in the palace, please do come," the guards shouted along the streets.
Upon receiving the Prince's invitation, all the girls were thrilled.
Back at Cinderella's house, her two stepsisters happily exclaimed, "That's wonderful! We must dress beautifully to go to the palace!"
The two stepsisters were completely overjoyed.
Soon... the day of the ball arrived, and as everyone expected, Cinderella still had to clean the rooms on that day.
"Cinderella, why are you so slow? Hurry up and sweep!" After scolding Cinderella, the stepsisters left for the ball.