Serving her sisters

“CINDERELLA!” Drizella yelled. “CINDERELLA! GET OVER HERE NOW!”

Ella rushed over to Drizella’s room where she laid on her bed lazily eating some food. “Yes, Drizella! What is it?”

“I need clothes,” Drizella smiled wickedly.

“Alright, which outfit do you want?” Ella grumbled, wanting to get this done.

“Yours,” Drizella cackled.

“Excuse me? What?” Ella said.

“ARE YOU DEAF?!” Drizella yelled. “I want your clothes. Now.”

Ella’s eyes widened. “M-my clothes? But...”

“Don’t question me,” Drizella said. “Or should I tell mother that you were being naughty and disobedient?”

Ella gulped. Lady Tremaine was not afraid to issue punishments that would definitely be much more humiliating than whatever Drizella was up to... right?