Sally was angry. "Mom! This isn't the time for dumb jokes!" Her mom looked back with an odd look on her face. And then she started to get younger. Her long blond hair shortened to a pageboy cut, and turned black as ebony, while her somewhat tan skin became white as snow. She stopped aging at what looked like was 17, though her face became incredibly pretty. Her skirt dipped to her ankles, refit itself, and turned yellow and open. Her blouse connected to the skirt, and became this blue corset that covered up any curves, with the sleeves bunching up at the shoulders into puffs and getting a red diamond pattern. Her collar on the blouse popped dramatically, and rose to like the top of her neck. Finally, a red bow tied itself to her head, giving her former mom the whole look of Snow White from the Disney Movie.
Sally was flabbergasted. "Mom?" The girl in front of her giggled. "Oh, I am no one's mother, miss. I'm far too young to bear child!" She then giggled. Sally was sure that this wasn't the case in the middle ages, but maybe Snow over here believed the Disney version. "So, you're Snow White, I assume?" Snow curtsied. "At your service, m'lady. I don't understand why you look like you do, but I'm sure the magic mirror can fix it." Sally nodded. Now that her mom was a Disney Princess, she only had herself in this matter. Sally looked right into the mirror, and was going to get herself back to normal, when Snow started singing softly and broke her train of though to Disney Princesses. What was her favorite again?
