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Cinderella: A Modern Makeover
A Fractured Fairytale Musical

Bad Wolf Press provides fun and easy musical plays for K-9 classrooms

*  Bring your curriculum, your classroom to life
*  Absolutely no musical talent/ability needed!
*  Catchy melodies, dumb jokes, interesting stories
*  Everything you need at one low price
CLICK HERE to see Common Core Standards & Vocabulary for this play.
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Flexible casting from 11-40 students. Use as many Friends, Godfolks, Advisors, etc. in each scene as desired. One student can easily play several roles if needed, and individual roles can be doubled up. Note that roles can be played by either boys or girls; see our comments in the Teacher's Guide.


Fairy Godfolks: Godmother, Goduncle, Godfather (aka Bert)
Animals: Rat, Mouse, Bird
Prince Reginald
Electronic Devices: Glass Tablet, Cell Phone, Laptop

and a CHORUS composed of all students who are not playing roles on stage at the time.


(This is the first one-third of the script.)

(NARRATORS enter and face audience)

NARRATOR #1: Hello, and welcome to our show. Before we begin, we have a few announcements. First, this is a performance of the musical play, Cinderella: A Modern Makeover. If you are here for the squid-wrestling competition, that's down the hall in room C12.

NARRATOR #2: Now, about the show. This is an updated version of the classic tale. It was mostly a budget thing. We could afford either fancy period costumes or donuts after rehearsals. We opted for the donuts.

NARRATOR #1: So we figured, hey, why not mess around with the whole thing? Who's gonna notice? So let's get it started with Cinderella and a few of her friends.

NARRATOR #2: Oh, and one other announcement: absolutely no photography or audio recording during the performance. 
(significant pause)

BOTH NARRATORS (loudly): Just kidding! 
(One of them pulls out a cell phone; THEY put their arms around each other, make big cheesy smiles, and take a selfie. THEY Exit. CINDERELLA and FRIENDS enter. CINDERELLA happily cleans with a feather duster or broom or spray bottle of window cleaner or, well, you get the idea.)

FRIEND #1: See, that's just what we're talking about, Cinderella.

CINDERELLA (cheerily): What?

FRIEND #2: You and your cleaning! Don't you think it's just a little obsessive?

CINDERELLA: But I love to keep things tidy. Is there anything more wonderful than the shine of a polished spoon or the calming scent from an air-freshener plug-in?

FRIEND #3: Really, Cin, you need to get out. Come to the mall with us.

CINDERELLA: The mall! That would be great!

FRIEND #1: Really? You'll go?

CINDERELLA (lost in happy plans): Sure! There are so many things that need serious scrubbing there! I could probably spend a month just on the tables at the food court.

FRIEND #2: You're missing the point! The only time we ever see you these days is online, and even then you usually log off as soon as you're done cleaning the screen.

CINDERELLA: I'm sorry. It's just that cleaning is my passion. And I've sort of found some new friends around the house.

FRIEND #1 (upset): Those are not friends! Those are rodents!

CINDERELLA: Well, technically they're not all rodents. Some of them are birds.

FRIEND #3: Oh please, Cinderella! Won't you listen to us?

  Song 1


Cinderella, we're worried
You never go out

Well what could be better than scrubbing this grout?

Cinderella, we're worried
You're covered with grime

I just cleaned six chimneys and had a great time!

We know it's hard to hear this...but try to hear us out...

You need an intervention
You need a wake-up call
This lifestyle isn't healthy 
It's time to go AWOL.

Your family must be wicked
To push you to this point
You need an intervention
You need to blow this joint.

Cinderella, we're worried
You're talking to rats

They get in the crannies; they clean all the slats!

Cinderella, we're worried
You're sniffing these fumes!

My natural cleansers have no harsh perfumes!

(spoken) I know you won't believe me...but try to hear me out...

I don't need interventions
I'm very happy here
My family isn't wicked
My rodent friends are dear.

I'd love to scour the planet
But service starts at home
So if you're finished talking
I need to buff this chrome.
Please let me buff this chrome.

(FRIENDS exit, CINDERELLA continues cleaning, doesn't notice entrance of her STEPSISTERS. THEY are excited; STELLA holds a newspaper.)

STAR: This is our chance! Read it again, read it again!

STELLA (noticing CINDERELLA, to STAR): Wait just a minute. 
(SHE points to CINDERELLA, who is happily buffing away. SHE then addresses CINDERELLA in an overly sweet fashion.)
Oh, Cinderella! I'm so glad you're here. The most dreadful thing has happened. I just noticed a smudge on the bathroom mirror!

CINDERELLA (horrified): A smudge?! Oh no! Don't panic! I'll take care of it! A smudge!

STAR (to STELLA): Good thinking. I love my stepsister, but let's face it...she's weird. So go on, read it again!

STELLA: It's right here on page one of the Royal Times.
(Reading from newspaper) 
"His Highness, Prince Reginald...

BOTH SISTERS (each covers her heart, swoons a bit, and sighs dreamily): Prince Reginald...

STELLA (collects herself, continues to read): "...solicits applications for director of his new 'Let's Go Green' agency. Candidates should have a demonstrated interest in cleaning up the environment. Interviews will be held ________ [fill in today's day of the week] in the royal palace with Prince Reginald."

BOTH SISTERS (more swooning): Prince Reginald...

STAR (suddenly, whining): But Stella, I don't want to get a job. I like doing nothing. I'm good at doing nothing. It's my gift.

STELLA: Mine too. But we won't have to do anything. We just have to meet the prince.

STAR (still whining): But Stella, I don't even care about the environment.

STELLA: Me either. I don't even like our hybrid car. It sneaks up on you without making any noise.

STAR (whimpers): I know! I think it's trying to KILL me.

STELLA: But never mind that. We have more important things to think about... 
(SHE points to the newspaper)

BOTH (swooning again): Prince Reginald!

Song 2


I was born to be a princess
I was born to be a figurehead

STELLA: I look good in gowns

STAR: I look great in crowns

I have that regal touch
For doing nothing much.

I was born to be a princess
I was born to be adored by all

STELLA: Wearing fancy clothes

STAR: Looking down my nose

And look, just there I gave
A perfect royal wave. 
(THEY give the sad wave of royalty on floats)

STELLA: A castle!

STAR: A prince!

STAR AND STELLA: I've been planning it since

STELLA: I was five

STAR: I was four

And now I've got a scheme.

STELLA: The servants!

STAR: The food!

I don't want to be rude
(pointing at each other)
But you're cramping my fairy tale dream!

I was born to be a princess
I was born to be a figurehead

STELLA: I look good in gowns

STAR: I look great in crowns

I have that regal touch
For doing nothing much.

(MOM and DAD enter.)

STAR: Mom! Guess what?!

MOM: What is it?

STELLA and STAR: We're applying for a job!

(MOM and DAD both collapse momentarily, or nearly faint, then stand back up, clearly in shock)

DAD: I think I just had my first senior moment. I could have sworn you said you were going to apply for a job.

STELLA: Yes, and we need to go right now!

MOM: Why, that's wonderful! We're just a little, well, stunned.

DAD: Staggered. Astounded.

STAR: Okay, okay.

DAD: Dazed. Flabbergasted.

STELLA (annoyed): We get it!

MOM: Didn't you tell us last week that your ambition in life is to win the lottery and spend the money building a house out of Oreos?

STAR (proudly): Double Stuf.

STELLA: But we've found the perfect job. Here, you can read all about it. We have to go find the right shoes for the interview. 
(Hands the paper to MOM; SHE and STAR race off.)

STAR: I have a pair of pink stilettos that I've been dying to try out. 
(THEY exit)

MOM: Let's see what they're so excited about. 
(SHE starts to read the ad. CINDERELLA enters)

CINDERELLA (pointing in the direction where STELLA and STAR went): Hey, what's with them?

DAD: Believe it or not, your stepsisters are applying for a job.

CINDERELLA: A job? What kind of job?

MOM (looking up from the paper): It's for director of environmental cleanup for the Prince's new agency. And the interviews are today only! No wonder the girls are in such a hurry.

CINDERELLA (excited): Clean up? I live to clean things up. And I love the environment--all my cleaning supplies are eco-friendly and green-approved. This is amazing--I'm going to make the kingdom smudge-free!

DAD and MOM look at each other, then to the audience, then back to each other): This is all happening so fast!

Song 3


DAD and MOM:
We are so happy for them
We have to sing a song
Opportunities like this one rarely come along
A paycheck in her hand
We'd just be overjoyed
To actually have a daughter who's gainfully employed!

Any one of them could get it
We really don't know who.

DAD (to MOM):
It's just I have a few concerns
I want to share with you.

My daughter has issues. 
I mustn't mince words.
She spends her time talking 
With vermin and birds.
I fear that this job will
Bring nothing but strife
I fear they'll reject her and scar her for life.

We are so happy for them
We have to sing a song
Opportunities like this one rarely come along
A paycheck in her hand
We'd just be overjoyed
To actually have a daughter who's gainfully employed!

Any one of them could get it
We really don't know who.

MOM (to DAD):
It's just I have a few concerns
I want to share with you.

You have a good point there
I see where you're at
The prince said "bilingual" not "fluent in rat"
My daughters so rarely
Will get off their bums...
This might be our one chance to get them incomes.

DAD and MOM:
We are so happy for them
We have to sing a song.

DAD: Well, I guess we know what we have to do. 
Girls! Stella, Star, Cinderella! Could you come in here for a second?

MOM (to DAD): Are you sure about this?

DAD (nodding): We have to protect Cinderella. She's not ready for this.

(STELLA, STAR, and CINDERELLA enter. CINDERELLA should have some cleaning implement. Maybe she has a mop and starts mopping the walls. STELLA and STAR are dressed in some silly fashion--to keep it simple, perhaps they just have really big hats. Anyhow, it's clearly something THEY think would attract the Prince rather than something appropriate for a job interview.)

MOM (surprised, to her daughters): What are you wearing?

STAR: It brings out my eyes, don't you think?

STELLA: The Prince won't be able to resist me. Uh, resist hiring me, I mean.

MOM: Those are not appropriate outfits for a job interview. 
(SHE checks her watch) 
Ack! We only have a few hours. We need to go shopping right now!

STAR: Shopping? Stella, did you hear that?! We're going shopping!

STELLA (excited): I know. This job thing just gets better and better.

MOM: Well come on, we don't have much time. Let's take the hybrid.

(STELLA and STAR look at each other fearfully as they exit with MOM. CINDERELLA starts to follow.)

DAD: Uh, Cinderella? Could I talk to you for a minute?

CINDERELLA (stops, turns around): Me? Sure, Dad. But I need to go shopping too. I don't have anything to wear but these rags.

DAD: Cinderella...

CINDERELLA: I mean literally, all I wear is rags. 
That way I can spray myself with cleaner and roll on stuff to quickly dust, clean, shine, and protect.

DAD: Cinderella--

CINDERELLA: But I'm sure the palace is spotless. I won't have to roll down any dusty old stairs like I did at your company barbecue.

DAD (cringing): Cinderella, please listen. You aren't going shopping. You're not going to the job interview.

(This concludes the first one-third of the script.)


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