I would first like to say that I am starting a new fanfic, but I am not giving up on my other one. I'm just taking a break from it... Also, this story takes place in the Disney version of Beauty and the Beast, and it starts out only a month after Belle and the Beast get married.
And if you don't know who Lefou is, it's that short guy that was with Gaston. His named is pronouced 'La-Through'. I do not own Beauty and the Beast...
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The
Williams family sat patiently in their carriage while they waited for
their driver to turn into the village that they will soon be living
in. It was quite a large carriage, which it had to be to hold a
father and his 4 girls and still have foot room. The eldest daughter
blew a kiss and waved at a stranger out the window, loving this
village already.
"Elizabeth, leave the flirting 'til we get
out of this carriage and are touring the village would you please, I
don't think Alexandra is liking that you got to sit next to the
window just to flirt with guys," John smiled at his eldest
daughter. And he was right, Elizabeth's twin sister wasn't loving
that her sister was getting all the attention instead of her.
Elizabeth turned to her sister who was sitting next to her, flashing
a brilliant smile, while Alexandra was glaring at her, wanting to rip
the smirk right off with her nails. Their father let out a chuckle,
knowing his twins girls were about to go at it again. He then turned
his attention to his younger daughter, who was sitting next to him,
kicking her legs back and forth, getting very impatient with just
sitting here for hours.
Their father smiled at her.
"Don't
worry, Jasmine. We're almost there," he said, rubbing her head,
messing up her hair a bit. Jasmine looked at her father and gave him
a cute smile, having a few teeth missing in her front, but she was
only eight after all.
"I know ,daddy! But I'm starting to
get hungry." Just then Jasmine's stomach let out a fierce growl,
that made John laugh.
"Okay, I'll make Jessy prepare a big
feast just for you when we get there!" Her father smiled at her
again. Then all of a sudden he was wondering why he hadn't heard any
noise from his third born.
"Alexandra, Elizabeth, where's
Scarlett?" He asked, a bit worried that he wasn't hearing her
talking none stop like she usually does when she was bored, even if
no one else was listening to her she would still talk.
Elizabeth shrugged, turning her attention out the window again, waving at yet another guy she didn't know. Alexandra glared at her twin sister one more time before replying to her father. She pointed to the other side of her, then went back to pushing her twin out of the way to wave at a guy her self. John looked to his left, finally seeing Scarlett. She was sleeping, drooling a bit, shuffling her feet as well. He let sigh, wishing she would be more ladylike like her three sister, even the youngest was more proper then Scarlett. Each girl was wearing some kind of dress, all in different colors, Elizabeth in a forest green dress with her dirty blond hair down, Alexandra in a bright sky blue dress with her dirty blond hair down also, Jasmine in a sun yellow dress with her light brown hair in pig tails, and Scarlett in a bright red dress with her curly scarlet hair in a messy bun.
The coach stopped, then the door opened, letting in a
blast of sun light. Scarlett put her hand in front of her face, woken
up by the light and wanting to go back asleep.
"Scarlett,
wake up already, we're here!" Alexandra hissed, not wanting
others to think her family was strange just because of her sleeping
in the carriage. Scarlett opened her eyes a little, not wanting the
sun to make them hurt and slowly got up, glaring at her older sister.
John got out first to help his daughters out, first came Elizabeth
since she was the closest, then came Alexandra, then Jasmine, and
finally Scarlett got out, almost tripping over her new heals she was
forced to wear but her father caught her just in time. He sighed once
Scarlett had two feet on the ground again.
"Scarlett, it's
time to act more proper, you're 16 now, act more like your age,"
he demanded before heading off inside their new house.
Scarlett
was used to being scolded by her father, she wasn't the most ladylike
girl she knew, but she didn't know why her father put more pressure
on her then any of her other sisters, he always wanted her to behave
better then them and never wanted her out of his sight. Scarlett
regarded her father's demand and kicked off her heals, hating to wear
those things any longer, and picked them up to bring them into the
house. Jasmine was waiting for her at the door.
"Sis, can
you help me with my stuff, it's heavy, and I don't want Jessy to
bother with it," Jasmine asked, giving Scarlett a puppy dog
face. Scarlett laughed and throw her shoes into the house.
"Of
course," Scarlett smiled, picking one of the boxes up and bring
it up the stairs and into Jasmine's room.
The Williams family
lived in a nice, large house, which had 6 bedrooms, one for each
person that lived in the house. Their maid, Jessy, of course had a
smaller room then the rest of the family, but she was still part of
the family, she joined the Williams family from before Scarlett was
even born. Jessy was a close friend with Scarlett's mother before she
pasted away right after Jasmine was born. Once Scarlett and Jasmine
were done getting all of Jasmine's things into her room, Jasmine
helped out with Scarlett's belongings. On their last trip to carry
Scarlett's things, they stopped by Alexandra's room to see Jessy
unpacked her things for her.
"You know, Jessy, you shouldn't
unpack her things, she can do it her self," Scarlett said,
tucking a curl that feel out of her bun behind her ear. Jessy turned
to look at Scarlett, just then noticing that they were both
there.
"Oh, no, it's fine. It's my job after all," Jessy
brushed it off like it was nothing, then started to unpack again.
Scarlett sighed, knowing Jessy does enough around the house
and shouldn't be spending her free time doing more work. Scarlett and
Jasmine started towards her room again, dropping the boxes full of
junk on the floor, making some spill out.
"Whoops, sorry,
Scarlett," Jasmine apologized, bending over to pick the items
up, but stopped when she heard her father call her name.
"Jasmine!
Could you come down here for a moment, please?" He yelled from
the kitchen.
"Okay, daddy!" She hollered back, then
turned back at Scarlett. "Uh...Can I clean that up later?"
She asked. Scarlett giggled.
"No, it's fine. I'll clean this
up, don't worry about it," Scarlett smiled, reassuring her
sister. Jasmine put on a cute smile and left the room skipping like
she usually did. Scarlett shook her head and laughed again, not
knowing how she got such a cute little sister with having such evil
older sisters.
Scarlett bended down and got on her knees,
picking up the pictures, dolls, and other things that fell out of the
box Jasmine spilled. Just as Scarlett was about to put the last
picture into the box, she stopped and stared at the picture.
"What
the...Who is this?" Scarlett whispered to her self, wondering.
The picture had a young looking girl, about a little older then 23,
with bright red hair, smiling. The picture was old and torn on one of
the edges but you could still see almost everything perfectly.
Scarlett quickly got up and raced down to Alexandra's room with the
picture still in her hand, knowing that Jessy would know who this
was.
When Scarlett finally got to Alexandra's room, the door
was shut, probably meaning that Jessy was done unpacking and that
Alexandra was now in there, but Scarlett regarded this and knocked on
the door anyway. To Scarlett's unwanting, Alexandra answered the door
with a frown.
"What do you want, Scarlett?" She
asked, annoyed. Scarlett mumbled something under her breath before
dashing to the left, heading to Jessy's room, hoping that Elizabeth
didn't make her unpack her things this very second. Alexandra glared
at her sister as she ran away, very annoyed now that she wasted her
time, then closed the door back. In seconds Scarlett was knocking on
Jessy's door, breathing hard, knowing she just ran back in forth in
the house in seconds. This time Jessy answered her bedroom door,
which made Scarlett smile.
"Jessy...I need...to talk...to
you..." Scarlett took a breath between every few words. This was
rather strange sight, seeing Scarlett like this, since she's the one
that goes outside the most in the family, besides Jasmine of
course.
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Lefou pushed a cart through the village, quite annoyed with how many people there was and that the cart was far to big for him. He hated that he was so short, and that Gaston was now gone. Gaston might have beat him up to many times and never truly treated like a friend, he was the closest thing of a friend he had. It had almost been a month since the Beast had killed Gaston, and in a few days they were going to have their wedding ceremony. Of course everyone in the village that Belle was born in was invited, though Lefou was sure he wouldn't be going, he hated those people for taking Gaston away. Lefou whipped a tear from his eye, knowing that onions that was in the cart was getting to him.
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"Yes?
What's up?" Jessy asked with a soft smile, moving back, allowing
Scarlett to enter the room. Scarlett happily sat on Jessy's couch,
still having the picture in her hand. Jessy sat next to her, waiting
for Scarlett to speak.
"Do you know who this?" Scarlett
finally spoke after she knew she could without gasping for air. She
held out the picture so Jessy could see. Jessy gasped and snatched
the picture without realizing it.
"W-Where did you find this
picture?!" Jessy asked, with excitement and worry in her eyes.
"Jasmine dropped one of my boxes, so I picked up everything
that fell out of it, and I found this picture in my things,"
Scarlett explained, wondering why Jessy was acting so strangely. "Do
you know who it is?" Scarlett repeated.
"Y-Yes,"
Jessy stuttered. "It's your mother..." Scarlett's mouth
dropped, confused and surprised at the same time.