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Once upon a time in the land of fairy-tales, Cinderella met Snow White. It was not a pleasant meeting, might I add. This is how the story goes.

"Why, hello, my name is Snow White."

"So. Now I've met her. The 'one'. I heard that you met seven dwarves. Ha! Never! By the way, I am Cinderella.”

"Cinderella! Well, I never. If you've seen one, you've seen 'em all. I never thought I'd meet someone who has been 'transformed' into a princess. A peasant is more like it!"

"So you've actually met seven dwarves? I've never been too sure of anything that was tiny, except for feet, that is."

"Well, yeah, duh, I've met seven dwarves. Why? Do you not believe the stories or something?"

"Um, I've never really had to think about it because we just met. So maybe I do believe you, and maybe I don't."

"Well. I'm not too sure you're a princess so I guess we're even." And so it went, back and forth, back and forth, each one trying to be better than the other. Finally, they stopped and thought about being friends, or at least not enemies anymore. But it was just a thought.

"So, I better be going, Cinderella, and I hope to never see you again."

"Well, I don't know about you, but I'd like to keep in touch. Not as friends, of course, but we could tell each other what we've done and see who can do the craziest things and have the best accomplishments."

"Hey. That's the first good idea you've had ALL day. Whoever has the most accomplishments at the end of the month has bragging rights for the next month."

"Okay, Snow White, if you're sure you want me to brag in front of your face every month, I'm up to it."

"Yeah right, I'm definitely going to win! Here's my email address: sevendwarves@snowwhite.com."

"My email address is PrincesslipperO2@cinderella.com. By the way, I am for sure going to win."

"No you aren't. Well, bye.”

"I'll keep in touch.”