The large plush coach wound its way through the streets of Paris. The horses hooves made a steady clip-clop clip-clop on the cobblestones. The four occupants of the carriage rested quietly inside. Their journey had been long and they would soon be at their destination.

"Girls. Its time to wake up." said an older woman in a cold tone. One of the girls were already awake looking out the window. A young lady with shoulder length blonde hair. Beside her sat two ackward girls. One with black hair and the other orange-red. Both girls still lounged on each other sleepily.

"Well at least one of you listens." said the woman to the blonde girl. The girl gave a brief look at her two companions beside her and watched out the window again.

"Wake Up!" said the woman in stern voice. Both girls jumped, stretched, and straightened up.

"Mother," said the black haired girl in a whiny voice "why did you yell at us?"

"Because I said to wake up and you lolly-gaggers refused to get up." she paused and waited for both girls to sit up and look at her. "Good. Now as you know we are going to my childhood home. My brother, your Uncle , is a strict no nonesense man. You will behave and respect his rules. I will not have him say I have undisciplined holigans for daughters. He is a respected man of power." She paused and watched as all three girls nodded. "Now we will be arriving soon. So behave and be enchanting."

It was no more than two minutes after Lady Tremaine gave her speech that they arrived. The coach stopped at a large home. Quite spacious and grand for an estate in the city. It had its own garden and court yard. By the front door stood an older thin man in robes.

"Who's the woman?" giggled the black haired girl. The blonde girl who had been silent till now responded "Your Uncle."

Lady Tremaine was helped out of the carriage.

"Sister." cooed the man. "Its been too long."

"Frollo. Its good to be home." They embraced and she opened her arms to introduce her daughters. Pointing to the black haired girl "This is Drizella. My oldest. Next to her is Anastasia and the third young lady is my step-daughter Cinderella." All three girls curtsied and said "Pleased to meet you." Frollo eyed them over and gestured towards the house.

"You must be tired. Come in and let me show you to you new home." Frollo led the way, Lady Tremaine, and the girls followed into the estate.