Well this will be my first story here on FanFic so I hope you guys enjoy it. I love beauty and the beast it's almost as awesome as prussia!
Once upon a time in a far off land lived a selfish conquistador. The Conquistador was a ignorant man who was cruel, deceitful and somewhat unjust.
But on top of everything he was greedy. One stormy night on the conquistadors nineteenth birthday an old beggar woman arrived at the castle seeking shelter from the sudden storm in exchange for a tiny tomato plant.
The Conquistador, disgusted by the old woman's looks and rags turned her away from the castle and back out to the cold. The old beggar woman warned the Conquistador not to be deceived by the appearance of others but the Conquistador simply scoffed and locked his castle doors. The old woman (with her mind now made up) suddenly transformed into a beautiful enchantress and broke into the castle ruining the celebration.
The Conquistador tried to reason with the Enchantress and begged for mercy, but it was to no avail for she had seen his heart and had made her judgement.
She transformed him into monstrous beast and placed a curse upon the castle. The tomato plant she had offered the Conquistador was in fact an enchanted plant – one which would bloom until his twenty fifth birthday. If the Conquistador found someone to love and who loved him in return - before the last tomato spawned, the curse would be lifted but if he didn't and the last tomato spawned he would remain a beast forever.
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"Lovi...!" whined the girlish voice "Slow down!"
Brown eyes flickered back to the whiny form of her sister and Lovina Vargas paused in her steps.
"Maybe if you hurried up," she began "I wouldn't storm off." Answered the harsher voice of the older sister, whose hands were filled with books.
"Ve sorella," Muttered Feliciana as she followed her sister with an innocent smile "I know you just want to get home before we run into-"
At that moment a tall tanned man blocked the sisters paths, Feliciana greeted the figure with one of her usual welcoming smiles while Lovina scowled ferociously.
"Ah Lovina! " he laughed promptly ignoring Feliciana "I knew I'd find you here,".
"What do you want turk-bastard..." she muttered in return.
The Turkish man disregarded her comment with a smug smirk as he examined her closely and scoffed as his eyes fell on the bundle of books in her arms.
"Reading? Really?" he said with a raised eyebrow "Lovina you do know it's not right for a woman to read!"
"Oh really? Cry me a fucking a river" she said with a brisk roll of her chocolate brown eyes.
"And it's not right for a woman to swear like that either" he scolded before his arm snaked around her waist.
"Get your hands off of me." Hissed Lovina as she broke free from his grip her scowl turning more and more menacing "now if you don't mind me and my sister will be going."
"Ve, our grandpa needs help" smiled Feliciana "He's working on an invention to take to the fair, but he just won't tell me what it is I really hope its pasta related..." she babbled mindlessly.
Sadiq sniggered
"Thats crazy old fool? He needs all the help he can get!" he laughed. Lovina promptly balled her fist and with a loud smack launched it across the tiresome Turk's face.
"Don't talk about my Grandpa that way." She asserted "come on Feli," she ordered steering her sister back down the long country path which led to the family cottage.
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"I hope Luddy visits soon." Simpered Feliciana as she jumped on one of the two single beds "It's been far too long!" she said rolling onto her stomach her eyes starry in wonder.
Lovina rolled her eyes in distaste at the thought of that potato bastard coming anywhere near the house. Ludwig the local baker's delivery boy was a constant pest and a constant threat to (in Lovina's opinion) wellbeing, Lovina just knew he was up to no good. It was safe to say she hated the man with the passion of a thousand burning suns. Much unlike her sister who batted her eyelashes every time Ludwig stepped her way, it was embarrassing. How could she love someone who ate wurst! What kind of food was that anyway! Lovina sighed, it was obvious that the two were very much in love, that damn potato bastard blushed every time Feliciana looked at him.
"Where is that bastard anyway?" asked Lovina with a raised brow.
Feliciana paused to think, pouting her pink lips as her mind drifted in and out of thought trying her hardest to remember.
"Oh!" smiled Feliciana "He said he had to visit his brother Gilbert and don't be so mean about him."
"Oh great another potato bastard?" grumbled Lovina who had stretched out on her own bed tangling her feet between the rough yet snug cotton sheets "well isn't that wonderful."
Feliciana sighed softly ready to counter her sister's comment when suddenly an ear splitting crash sounded across the house.
"I'll go see what he did..." muttered Lovina as she begrudgingly took to her feet.
"God dammit," cried a masculine voice.
Pushing her way through the smoke and coughing profusely Lovina opened the window to the basement poking her hands in front of her so she wouldn't fall into anything.
"Grandpa?" she started coughing loudly "What have you done this time."
"Gah, nothing," he said "I just can't get this blasted thing to work!" he whinged wiping a splattering off his soot covered face.
"You'll figure it out," said Lovina helpfully though her voice didn't lack its usual sceptic tone "Then you and Feli will win first prize at the fair tomorrow."
Romulus (otherwise known as grandpa) smiled his granddaughter as he set to work fixing the broken machine.
"What is it, anyway?" asked Lovina curiously
"well it was supposed to be a pasta making machine, you see your sister wanted pasta quicker and the opportunity for an invention was too good to miss." He grinned.
Lovi shook her head gently but grinned none the less. She loved her family dearly, hell she'd do anything for them even if they were idiots most of the time and were far too goofy for their own good, she cared about them.
"So I see Feliciana's besotted with that German boy then." Said Romulus knowingly from under the machine.
"With the potato bastard?" said Lovi with a raised brow "Who doesn't know that one."
Romulus grinned happily "And what about you, is there nobody you like in the village?"
Lovina sighed and settled on one of the stools by the tool box her grandfather was using.
"I guess I've never really looked," she admitted begrudgingly "All the boys are bastards."
"but what about that Sadiq, he seems like a nice fellow. Oh hand me that wrench "
Lovina Grimaced and frowned deeply.
"Oh I can safely say he's not for me, the bastard..." she muttered passing the iron tool.
"Your temper really doesn't help Lovi." Scolded her grandfather "you should try being nice for once, like Feli!"
Lovina rolled her eyes, she hated being compared to her sister. Felicana was everything Lovina wasn't. She was pretty, with a charming air about her and a brilliant smile that seemed to attract almost everyone. Not to mention Feliciana was stupidly kind to others, overly friendly to the point of idiocy.
Lovina on the other hand was grumpy, self centred and very much a bitch. She wasn't artistic nor was she graceful she was clumsy and talentless. Something her family never failed to call her up on.
"Oh!" exclaimed Romulus, "I think I have it."
The machine was alive and out of the funnel shaped hole at the end spouted endless strings of spaghetti. Lovina's mouth fell agape with happiness as she applauded her grandfathers achievement.
"Feli!" called Romulus, at his shout Feli had rushed into the basement "Feli, I have it look, where going to the fair dear!" he cried enfolding the younger sister into his arms. Lovina stood awkwardly as the two celebrated before she slipped quietly upstairs and up into her room.
Clutching one of her books she waved encouragingly from her bedroom window, as Feliciana and her grandfather rode away on one of the family horses, their invention in tow. Sighing silently she trailed the giant house before restlessness took over, grabbing the book she wandered out into the vast garden area of her home before she settled snugly in the middle of the dandelion field.
As happy as she was for them, Lovina couldn't help but feel alone.
After all her grandfather had always preferred Feliciana to her, not that she was complaining, most people did so she was used to it. She did wish however that for once someone would take her over her sister. Someone that wasn't the stupid Turk, she shivered at the thought of becoming his little wife; it was disgusting vomit inducing even! She hated that bastard he was rude, conceited, and a real sexist! She wanted so much more than what he offered anyway, a rusty cutting lodge in the middle of nowhere? No thank you, Lovina had bigger dreams than that, so many more plans.
Well there we go, thats the first chapter. I know nothing terribly exciting happened but wait for it! The next Chapters going to be action packed.