It wasn't supposed to happen. Then again, alot of things aren't. But this was one of those things that definetly,
shouldn't have happened. One of the most classic, beautiful stories of all time was about to be rewritten.
And who else should rewrite it but the Doctor?
It was before her father had left for the coast. Her sisters had been wining all day, so Belle escaped with a book and
the intention of returning by nightfall.
It was her favorite story. The one with daring swordfights, magic spells, and a prince in disquise. The one the bookstore
owner had been so kind to give her.
It was one of those books you knew by heart, but never got tired of. One of those books you could still ecape into, even
after hundreds of reads. That rare book that could still captivate you, suck you in, steal your heart.
She was at her favorite part; when the young girl meets her prince, but doesn't recodnize him yet. She was barely paying
attention when the wind picked up, and and odd sound filled the air.
She did notice when a blue box appeared in front of her. Her initial reaction was to run, but something about it made her
stay.
Nonetheless, she was even more shocked when a well dress man exited the box, held out his hand, and asked her, rather
calmly:
"Would you like to go on an adventure?"