A/N: 'Sup, Readers! I've been having writing my Hetalia Superpower( If you have not Read it yet! i suggest you do!)Fanfic! though i needed a tiny break from it to get this small idea out. It's a Disney Hetalia Song Fanfic! I'll be posting different favorite Disney songs and using Hetalia characters to be the princes, princesses and etc etc!

Just and idea!

ENJOY!

Matthew stood at the end of the table, he felt hungry; well more like starved. He wasn't the only one there at the very long table.

A single object was on the table, but not just any object- a magical one. Maybe cursed.

The object was a Candelabrum, magical talking living Candelabra. Once upon a time, that object used to be a handsome young French servant who served his young lord, Prince Gilbert Beilsmicht.

What basically happened was that the prince long ago used to be a beauty and a looker. A enchantress came asking for help in though the young prince had a arrogant heart for others and refused to give any help. Since the prince didn't know the poor women was an enchantress she cursed the prince to be a ugly beast along cursing the Whole castle.

All servants turned into everyday house holds.

How did Matthew got into this? Well, his father went to an convention for new inventions, thorough a nasty storm came along and throw the man off course. It was raining and the poor man needed a place to stay- his horse ran off to get away for the loud booming of thunder leaving the man to wonder and stumble upon the castle. Not knowing it was cursed he entered and met Francis and the other Servants who treated him well until their lord came along and throw the man into the dungeons. Matthew found the horse then went to find his father also finding the cruse castle. To save his Father, the boy traded places with his man.

Since his father left the beast forced Matthew to eat with him, thigh Matthew refused. Not cause he was being forced, it was cause the way the beast treated him.

The beast doesn't like to be refused so he locked Matthew on the room, though Matthew found a way out and felt hungry for not eaten for a while.

On his way to the kitchen he met the Candelabra. Oh, by the way, the Candelabra name was Francis Bonnefoy.

Francis stood in the middle of the large table, he smiled gladly at the male before him.

Even if the room looked huge there was only one long table with no chairs.

"Ma chere Monsieur, it is with deepest pride and greatest pleasure that we welcome you tonight." Francis said in greeting catching Matthew's full attention.

" And now we invite you to relax, let us pull up a chair as the dining room proudly presents - " and by that a chair magically came up from behind Matthew making him gasp in surprise.

"Your Dinner!"

A bunch of serving trays with covers hoped onto the table making a soft 'clinging' sound.

Suddenly Francis began to sing, " Be our guest! Be our guest! Put our service to the test Tie your napkin 'round your neck, cherie
And we'll provide the rest"

Matthew felt something wrap around his neck; it was his chair trying to get his napkin around his small neck though Matthew took it away and placed it nicely on his lap.

" Soup du jour,Hot hors d'oeuvres" The serving trays came by Matthew showing off delicious foods, Matthew as hungry as he was sampled each food dish that past by him.

" Why, we only live to serve! Try the grey stuff-" Francis sang as he showing off a plate with small looking snacks. Matthew indeed tried the 'grey pudding' and hummed in Delight of how yummy it was. " It's delicious!"

Just then Francis pulled away and pointed to a cabinet way down the table, which looked to have gotten smaller.

" Don't believe me? Ask the dishes! They can sing, they can dance!" And Francis was right, the dishes began to spin along with some other eating utensils creating a beautiful dance.

" After all, Sir, this is France" As said that the forks in the background made a small Effie tower representing France.

"And a dinner here is never second best"

Just Then Francis shoved a Menu into Matthew face, " Go on, unfold your menu! Take a glance and then you'll; Be our guest, Oui, our guest! Be our guest!"

Just as Matthew sat the menus down he saw a bunch of different food head his way, Francis gladly sang, " Beef ragout, Cheese souffle Pie and pudding-"

Matthew opened the cover for the pie and gasped when he saw a pendulum Clock inside the pie, his names was Arthur Kirkland. Like him and Francis don't really get along. The man always listen to his master.

Though, Matthew giggled when Francis used his Candle stick to burn the pie along with the Clock playfully, "en flambe"

Suddenly the Tableware started to act as if they were in a curious performing.

"We'll prepare and serve with flair! A culinary cabaret! You're alone, And you're scared
But the banquet's all prepared
No one's gloomy or complaining
While the flatware's entertaining"

Francis started juggling his lit candles in each candling holder and smiled, " We tell jokes! I do tricks; With my fellow candlesticks"

"And it's all in perfect taste! That you can bet, Come on and lift your glass! You've won your own free pass! To be out guest" Everyone even the tableware started singing magically.

Francis Came right up to Matthew then sang softly, " If you're stressed, It's fine dining we suggest!"

Then the whole kitchen and even the dining room were filled with everyone singing expect for Matthew and Arthur.

" Be our guest! Be our guest! Be our guest! Get your worries off your chest! Let us say for your entree, We've an array; may we suggest: Try the bread! Try the soup! When the croutons loop de loop It's a treat for any dinner
Don't believe me? Ask the china
Singing pork! Dancing veal!
What an entertaining meal!
How could anyone be gloomy and depressed? We'll make you shout "encore!" And send us out for more! So, be our guest!"

Matthew gasped as wonder and awe.

" Be our Guest! Be our Guest!"

Way in the kitchen a Hungarian Tea pot sang along with the tone going on. She was very nice and was always accompanied by a Small Tea cup named Roderich. He named was Elizabeth.

" It's a guest! It's a guest! Sakes alive, well I'll be blessed! Wine's been poured and thank the Lord
I've had the napkins freshly pressed With dessert, He'll want tea And my dear that's fine with me While the cups do their soft-shoein' I'll be bubbling, I'll be brewing, I'll get warm, piping hot
Heaven's sakes! Is that a spot?" She asked seeing a small dust spot on her. Luckily the napkins heard her cry and wiped up that dust.

"Clean it up! We want the company impressed" she demanded.

"We've got a lot to do!" She sang as she rolled out of the kitchen heading towards Matthew while pouring tea from her snout into a small cup.

"Is it one lump or two? For you, our guest!" she asked adding two sugar cubes into the tea cup, which Matthew greatly took.

"She's our guest!" Everyone sang.

"She's our guest!" Elizabeth Whispered excitedly.

"She's our guest! Be our guest! Be our guest! Be our guest!"

Suddenly the lights dimmed on Arthur who suddenly was confused on how the bloody hell he got on the table.

" Life is so unnerving, For a servant who's not serving. He's not whole without a soul to wait upon-" Francis sang as he wrapped his candle holder arms around Arthur who blow his lot candles out an tried the push the man away, " Get away you git!" He mumbled.

Though Francis kept singing and clinging to Arthur, "Ah, those good old days when we were useful...
Suddenly those good old days are gone. Ten years we've been rusting, Needing so much more than dusting! Needing exercise, a chance to use our skills!"

Arthur pushed Francis down, though Francis clings to Arthur's clock feet, "Most days we just lay around the castle! Flabby, fat and lazy! "

Francis the stood up as like an electric shot when through him, "You walked in and oops-a-daisy!"

"Be our guest! Be our guest! Our command is your request It's been years since we've had anybody here And we're obsessed
With your meal, with your ease Yes, indeed, we aim to please
While the candlelight's still glowing Let us help you, We'll keep going Course by course, one by one 'Til you shout, "Enough! I'm done!" Then we'll sing you off to sleep as you digest
Tonight you'll prop your feet up
But for now, let's eat up
Be our guest!
Be our guest!
Be our guest!
Please, be our guest!

Matthew clapped seeing that all the food was set out and had finished their beautiful song. He wants sure if he was going to be able to eat it all, though one thing is for sure, he would need to help these poor people. They deserved the best.

And that was what Matthew was going to do.