Once upon a time, in the historic, somewhat grimy city of Rochester, there was an unusual bar called Draghead, to which many adult citizens migrated after work.
Some came to drink, while others came for conversation. Even more came to dance to the insanely loud music that always filtered through the state-of-the-art stereo system. But all the patrons of Draghead had one common goal: they all wanted to catch a glimpse of the skinny girl who worked day and night.
Draghead was owned by a wealthy man named Francis. He was an ugly drunk, and was married to a woman named Kitta. She was a rather unattractive specimen of the female species. From a previous marriage, Kitta had two daughters. Jessica and Naomi were fat, fairly unattractive, and nasty. Both girls were convinced that they were two of Rochester's most attractive women, a delusion that was fostered by their mother.
Francis had a single daughter from his first wife, a girl named Ariane. She would have been the apple of her father's eye, but he was too wrapped up in the business to notice her.
Ariane was a lovely young woman. She was petite and slender, with curly, jet-black hair and large blue eyes. She had a lively personality and was sweet natured, and her step-relations hated her. Kitta forced her to dress in stained, ripped clothes. She had to work at the bar from sunset to sunrise, serving drinks and cleaning up spills and doing a thousand and one petty tasks for her stepmother. Jessica and Naomi never had to lift a finger. They dressed in outrageous clothing and went out with friends, while Ariane went on her hands and knees all over Draghead.
Everyone pitied the small girl, and wondered what she had done to deserve such a terrible job.
One day, Jessica went out to get the mail and came back in shrieking in delight. There was to be a costume ball at the Eastman House! The girls twittered and danced around in excitement, and when Ariane asked, "I'm allowed to go, aren't I?" They stared at her, and went off into gales of nasty laughter.
Kitta came in and said, "What's all the freaking racket?"
The stepsisters showed her the invitation and informed her that Ariane had asked to go. Kitta snorted and replied, "Are you crazy? Someone has to stay here and mind things!" So Ariane helped her stepsisters squeeze into tight vests and fishnet stockings and tiny skirts and knee high boots. As she watched them saunter out the door, she sank into a chair and began to cry. "I wish I could go too," she whimpered.
"I think I can help you," said a voice.
Ariane jumped and spun around. Behind her was a young man dressed like a woman. "Who are you?" she asked.
"I'm your Fairy Drag Queen," he replied. "Do you really want to go to the Costume Ball?"
"Oh, yes I do!"
"Well, then..." he giggled and snapped his fingers. Suddenly she was dressed in a short, black velvet dress and a vest of burgundy velvet. Fishnet stockings and a diamond collar completed the ensemble. The Drag Queen handed her a pair of black velvet platform shoes, and said, "Now, you must be home by midnight, or else the spell will disappear."
She thanked him and walked to the Eastman House, where the party was in full swing. A hush fell over the crowd as she entered, and an attractive young man asked her to dance. They danced all night long, but when the clock struck twelve, she fled, leaving one of her shoes behind.
The next day, word spread that a man was searching for the girl who was wearing the black shoes. Eventually he came to Draghead and allowed Jessica and Naomi to try the shoe. Jessica's feet were too long, and Naomi's feet were too wide. Ariane edged around the corner and recognized him, gasping before she could stop herself. He looked at her and asked if she wanted to try the shoe. She smiled and slid her slim foot into the shoe. Her stepsisters burst into tears and ran out of the room. Ariane left Draghead with the man, who was with the traveling production of Rent, and eventually they were married. I'd like to say that they lived happily ever after, but nobody ever does, so I'll say that they lived their lives as happily as any 90's fairy-tale couple can.