Happily Ever After is a LIE

2.

Chapter 2 - Me

To understand this story, you have to understand me.

Which is very hard.

But don't worry, we'll work our way up.

We'll start with how I became a Fairy Godmother.

The last Fairy Godmother.

When I was seven, I was in Snow White's kingdom, visiting because the Blue Fairy had some business there. She had told me to wait in one of the large waiting room in the palace when little Snow White walked in.

Note my sneer when I said Snow White.

I hate her.

Anyways, I thought she was cute, with her black hair and eight-year-old fat. She thought I was pretty. 

Too pretty.

Which was ridiculous!

Of course, her cuteness was nothing compared to mine, but I'm the product of Fairy Magic. 

She's the product of an old sickly King and a Queen that only cared about how she looked.

A little girl with mommy issues. 

When I pointed that out after she called me an abomination, she screamed and shoved me out the nearest window. 

We were on the 4th floor of the palace.

See why I hate her?

I was shocked. 

This brat had absolutely no respect!

Didn't she know who I was?

I was mad. 

Angry.

And I wanted to destroy that little brat.

And that's when I got my powers.

At that moment, all the feelings that had built up inside me burst. 

Proof that I got my powers was that my eyes became partly purple.

I landed on the ground gracefully on my feet, fuming.

That brat was going to pay.

And she did.

How did I make her pay?

I didn't kill her parents if that's what you're wondering.

I'm not a murderer. 

I sold her into slavery at a nearby kingdom.

Don't look at me like that!

That brat deserved it.

And it was only for 3 years.

Of course, after those 3 years were over naturally, she wanted revenge.

But that's a story for another time.

This story isn't over yet though.

Blue Fairy learned of what I did and said that I had potential.

She congratulated me and we began my Fairy Training.

AHA! Right there. Proof that everyone's corrupted.

I didn't get in trouble for selling her into slavery. 

I was congratulated and sent to Fairy Training. 

Fairytales always leave out the most important parts.

That's why so much of Snow White's (with a sneer) childhood was skipped in the stories. They thought she had disappeared and didn't know what happened so they replaced it with 'she grew up a kind beautiful young lady' crap. 

Now you know that it's not true.

And that they were far, far from the truth.