Cindermufferella can only look at those dresses and cry, because she knows that her wicked step-muffers will make her scrub the floors and eat brocolli when she gets home.
Little does she know that her fairy god-muffer will visit her tonight, bringing a glass slipper full of purple soda and a carriage carved out of a giant fried cheese appetizer.
On a related note, Halloween is coming up, so get those cameras out and get ready to snap all those after-dark Muffalitos rolling strollers up to your door and begging for sugary snacks to plump up their Muffs-in-training. I'm horny. Whoops.
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