Hello again. This is my third one-page story starring-Belle and Prince Adam! Oh You thought I was going to do another Sylvester fanfiction, didn't you? Sorry, but I wanted to switch. There will be another one though. *evil laugh*
Disclaimer: Beauty and the Beast belongs to Disney. Nobody else.
A Groggy Morning
It was the morning after the the ball, which celebrated Belle's breaking of the enchantment that had held the castle's inhabitants for 10 long years. It was only them who celebrated, for it was very personal for outside eyes to see and hear. The had danced and ate and talked and laughed from morning to night, and they all promptly collapsed into bed.
Belle groggily woke up to a shining, bright sun. Too tired to move, she half raised her arm to her side where Adam usually slept. They weren't married, but they felt as if they were already bonded through marriage. Where her arm was supposed to lay on Adam's chest was now flopped on the messed up sheets. Confused, Belle looked toward the door to find it slightly ajar. Adam must have already slipped out, she thought.
Belle slipped onto the floor from her bed. There she crawled her feet into her slippers, dragged her bathrobe hanging off the bedpost, which proved to be difficult. The robe had caught around the circley thingy and was refusing to drop beside Belle. Growling and still on the floor, Belle grabbed the robe with both hands and pulled with all her might. When that didn't work, she put both feet(not in slippers now) on the bottom of the bedpost, and pulled. The robe slipped out of Belle's hands and she slid(fast)into the open closet on the other side of the room, resounding in a big crash. Growling again, Belle crawled to the robe and started pulling again, trying to get it to fall off. The bedroom door flew open and Prince Adam, still in his nightshirt, gazed around the room.
"Belle! Belle! Are you alright..." he faltered, gazing at her in a bemused expression. "What are you doing?"
"Trying to get this stupid robe off the post," she answered.
"Uh huh. And you were too lazy to stand up and pull it off," Adam said, smirking at her. Belle scowled and made a face at him.
"I was not too lazy," she snapped at him. Adam's keen eyes scanned the room. Being a beast did have its advantages. His eyes could spot the slightest misshapen.
"Uh huh," he smirked again. Belle smiled and laughed too.
"Alright, I give up, but you have to help me up," Belle said. Adam rolled his eyes, picked her up, and set her standing on the floor. "Thanks."
"You're welcome! Come on, the others are waiting downstairs. We're all having breakfast, and we don't want our future queen to be late."
Belle smiled, slipped into her slippers, wrapped her robe around her, and walked downstairs to the parlor with Adam by her side.