Vanity's ballet lessons 2

Part 2

The next morning, Jodie and Ellen woke up early as usual. While they comb their hair at the wall mirror, Ellen looked at her dress. She observed the maid outfit she was trapped in.

"I bet you would like better something black and purple with corset and laces." Jodie said while winking.

Ellen casted her eyes down looking bothered. Jodie smiled and moved behind her friend and looked over Ellen shoulder. Jodie remained looking down as Ellen enjoyed the moment.

"Like the time we went to that party. Everyone was wearing Gothic outfits. You had that frilly dark dress and all that white makeup. Everything seemed strange to me, but you fitted in so easily." Ellen added.

"Be quiet!" Jodie turned around blushing. "Do I have to remind you, you gave your word?"

"I never told anyone, not even Vanity." Ellen responded smiling. "Your little secret will always be safe with me."

"Secrets aren't safe here with Queen." Jodie replied angry and Ellen placed her hand over her mouth. "Vanity is waiting for us and it's late."

The maids exited their room and walked the long corridor. After walking for minutes, they arrived to Vanity's room. The friends fixed their outfits and opened the door, but instead of finding Vanity, they found a large room filled with lines of 3 feet tall pedestals, each separated by the same measure from each one. Before they recovered from their surprise, the door closed behind them.

"Queen!" Both exclaimed looking at each other.

As this took place, Vanity rested in her room. She was lying on her bed with her right foot resting over a pillow. Her feet were still wearing the golden ballet slippers under her white high heels. Vanity's expression reflected pain as she avoided moving her leg.

The door opened and a pair of white tiptoed Mary Jane heels entered. Vanity heard the steps, but didn't raise her head. Instead she laid back and waited for the person to reach the bed.

"Jodie, Ellen; I better stay here. My leg is worst than yesterday." Vanity said when she felt someone climbed over the bed.

Vanity gasped when she felt her wounded leg was grabbed. She raised her head but didn't found any of her friends. Instead an oriental woman dressed in a peculiar maid outfit was massaging her leg.

Vanity sat on the bed to observe the visitor. It was a woman with brown hair done in pony tails. She was wearing dark blue stockings and a blue dress, but the dress looked more like a straightjacket preventing her from using her arms. Her stocking and oriental dress seem been made of slick plastic partially transparent. The facemask gagging her looked similar to the white apron she wore.

What surprised Vanity was the fact the maid looked comfortable in her restraining outfit and she was massaging Vanity's leg with her feet. The trapped princess felt a warm comfort as the maid continued curing her. Then the trapped maid pulled Vanity's leg and a bone crack was heard. Vanity was about to shout, but realized the pain of the right leg ceased slowly.  

"Wow, that's amazing!" Vanity exclaimed happy.

The mysterious maid looked at Vanity for a couple of seconds as she continued massaging. After she finished, the maid stepped down the bed, as soon as her foot touched the floor, the ballet heels appeared again in her feet.

"Hey, I want to thank you for your help. What's your name?" Vanity asked her helper.

The maid turned and muttered something, then vowed at her and continued her way toward the door. Vanity moved her right leg and found out it was cured. She stepped down the bed, but Queen's voice made her stop.

"Do you like my silent maid? It was an acquisition for some time ago." Queen said proudly.

"It's cruel the way you keep her. Arm restrained, gagged and forced to walk on her tiptoes." Vanity replied upset.

"Restrained?! That was a good one!" Queen laughed loud. "We'll see about that."

The tiles around the armless maid started moving. Also square cracks on the ceiling and walls appeared around the woman. The maid observed Queen's doing as she headed for the exit. Then without warning, square blocks in the four directions flew against the maid like some sort of trap. They crashed against each other with loud bangs, Vanity gasped, but then saw the maid jumping and evading the traps between the dust clouds. The mysterious maid evaded easily more than twenty deadly attacks without even panting. Vanity stared at the destruction surprised.

"And you thought you were the only tiptoed fighter around here." Queen added. "Well now that your leg is fine, we better go with your maids."

A door materialized and Vanity entered the pedestal room. She found Jodie and Ellen looking at the pedestals. Vanity noticed each pedestal had a pair of golden high heel shoes. All the shoes were different and looked extravagant. Jodie and Ellen ran around the room excited like children in a toy store.

"Oh, Vanity is here, Ellen. Hello!" Jodie exclaimed waving her hand.

"What's going on here?" Vanity asked surprised.

"Queen said we can pick a pair of magic shoes." Ellen replied without taking her sight of the pedestals.

"True, we are going to have magic slippers like you and we are going to train with them." Jodie added.

"That is correct, Vanity. All of you can pick a pair of golden heels." Queen told her captive princess. "Each one has a different magic power enhanced with the personality of the person. That is why you have to pick the pair you like the most."

"What is the reason for this act of charity?" Vanity said unimpressed.

Then the three women heard a loud bang and someone screaming at an adjacent room. Queen sighed and added. "Let's say you will need them today. Please hurry up and pick one. I'll keep Galatea busy for a while."

As soon as Vanity heard Galatea's name, she walked into the aisles. Jodie then found what it look like a pair of ballet slippers mounted over large crystal balls. The inscription in the pedestal read "Podsliders". Jodie smirked and picked them up.

At the other side of the room, Ellen focused on a particular pair of shoes. All the shoes in that room were golden, except this pair of high heels. Ellen gulped as soon as she saw them. Her heart raced as she headed to the pedestal. Ellen found a pair of high heeled oxford black panted shoes. The inscription on the pedestal read "Shadow-walkers"

Ellen didn't look at the pedestal inscription, but as soon as she touched the shoes, murmured their name. She picked them up carefully and looked at them for a moment as a smile appeared in her face. Then she turned around and looked at Jodie who was showing Ellen her election.

Both maids turned to Vanity and found her looking at a pair of laced high heeled sandals. The golden sandals looked normal except for the high heels in shape of wings. The inscription read "Icarus sandals".

All three were ready and exited the room. Finding themselves in the elegant room Queen had taken Vanity before to train with the golden slippers. The maid's shoes and high heels disappeared, leaving the maids barefoot and Vanity wearing only her golden slippers.

"Everyone," Vanity said sitting down. "Put on your shoes and let's see what they can do."

At another room, Galatea was using her bee armor to wreck the place apart as Queen talked to her, in the same room, two other women looked in silence at Galatea's tantrum. "There's no need for all this commotion. I told you we can set the competition for tomorrow."

"Good try, but no. The agreement you did with the Queen bee expires today and I demand it takes place now!" Galatea scolded holding an old manuscript on her hand.

"I offer you a deal. If you destroy that document, I will free you from those gold shoes you hate so much." Queen told the angry woman.

"That was lame and desperate, Queen. Api offered me the same if I won the castle for her, plus got the chance make you pay for everything." Galatea added. "If you refuse participating, then the castle will be mine."

"You have earned a punishment with that rebel attitude, but we will discuss that after the competition." Queen replied.

"What's the hurry, Galatea? Let's have some fun first with Vanity." One of the women interrupt Vanity's rival.

The woman was a tall blond fit woman in her twenties wearing sporting cloths. She looked confident as she took a step forward. Aside of her was a burnet woman with a misfit expression wearing similar cloths.

"I don't think we have met. I'm Queen and you? Queen asks polite.

"That's none of your business, brat girl." The blonde woman replies. "I'm here to settle an old score with Vanity."

"Well said, boss." The burnet said revering her friend.

"Interesting, if you want Vanity, she'll be here ready in a few hours." The voice told the new woman as a giant sand clock materialized at the center of the room.

"Hours? I won't wait that long!" Galatea scolded as she slowed down." I demand them to be before me nooowwww..."

Everyone in the room froze in time as Galatea finished the sentence. However, the sand inside the big clock kept falling normally. Then Queen's voice was heard mocking. "Heh, dold!"

To be continued...