A Thin Reason for Execution

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"Number…oh, no number;" she was told in surprise when she applied for her medimagery which came as quite a shock as she had been told by her GMP it would be a routine magimedical procedure. Her insurance, apparently, thought otherwise, and so she found herself spending the rest of the day on the phone with EverAfter^TM trying to argue her case. She didn't want to invoke the details from court, but by the end of the call, there she was, summoning up a fairy godmother to get a notarized copy of the specifics over to them.

She called her lawyer the next day.

“Look, babe - sorry - she's invoked some old-ass royal law. Defamation of the crown. Honestly, I shouldn't even be talking to you,” and then a blip of smoke as he vanished and promptly stopped talking to her.

She gazed up the hill as she paced about her studio apartment, seething, pissed, plain old angry, and also scared. What else could the new queen now do?

She found out the next day - perhaps more shocking than the absurdities were how swift they came. First came her MagicMoments dating account, bloated with MagicMoments of her hunting unicorns, each one beautifully immersive and regressive and reviling. For weeks, she was inundated with requests from huntsmen.

Then came a viral post, another hack, where she watched herself celebrating the evil queen in a distant country. She didn't even know a thing about cauldrons, but there she was, supportive of a regime aggressively using them.

After that, she deleted everything, accounts scourged, which is when her mother was vanished. 

“She's basically your mother, too,” she found herself arguing one day to the leader of the magical worlds and realized how absurd the situation was. “I also lived through her…herness, but it's a thin reason for execution. She didn't get me, either.”

Her mother was released, and for a brief moment she thought she had bonded, had connected, but then their next call opened with “Brother,” and a demand for attention as if everything they discussed had been forgotten and shoveled away.

No, she suddenly one day realized, as light slanted down peaceful and hopeful and golden twilit.

“No,” she insisted that day.

“I need to fight. I can't just let this bitch punish me. I can't just let her story be the only one that's told. I can't just let Cinderella be fucking Cinderella.”

She realized she didn't have to be the ugly stepsister anymore.

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[u/Fontaigne]

There's a great premise here, and interesting execution. A couple of things confused me, though.

[suddenly] bloated with [faked] MagicMoments of her hunting unicorns

She had bonded... (who, with whom?)

Brother?

The final reveal has to be retroactively inevitable. Rereading, I could see it, but it wasn't a REVELATION at the reveal. I think it's only minor touch ups to make it more impactful.