December 17, 1762. It was a cold winters morning in Paris, France. We had been under an awful enchantment for ten years. I was a servant in the castle, though i had a beautiful voice. And as if by bad luck, i was stuck in the music room when the enchantment occurred. So what am i today you may ask? I was enchanted into a beautiful and gorgeous violin. The only downside? Being stuck in that music room with a rusty, ginormous and probably the most hideous pipe organ i have ever seen. By god was he hideous. He looked as if he were a metalic faced horned king. Dark souless eyes that made you shudder, an awful cocky attitude and just made terrible music.

Anyway. About 5 months have passed since belle had arrived to the castle. I was in the music room as forte played his awful music. I rolled my eyes in annoyance as fife, my only friend and spy for forte, cheered and clapped, causing the big organ to chuckle.

"Fife you approve?" He asked with a smirk.

"Oh yes! It is quite amazing" fife squeaked out.

"Oh it is merely an opera. You know just to bring...the house down"

He suddenly made a awful noise that made the whole castle and windows shake. If I had hands I'd be covering my ears.

"What about YOU Allison. Do you approve?" Asked forte menacingly.

I looked up with a glare.

"I think YOU should tone it down forte"

"That's MAESTRO FORTE to you!" Snarled the pipe organ.

Fife suddenly interrupted.

"Is there a solo for a fife? I'd give anything for a solo!" He said hopefully.

Forte must not have heard him because he continued to talk.

"Now. In the middle of my climax, I swore I heard merriment outside" forte said.

"Let me see"

Fife hopped onto the window sill to see belle and the master ice skating together.

"Oh! It's the girl and the master!" He reported.

"Really? We'll let me pick myself up and..."

He tried to move but he couldn't.

"AGH! IM BOLTED TO THE WALL!" he shouted in outrage.

I rolled my eyes.

"You just mentioned that now?" I said as I joined fife.

"No one asked for your opinion Allison" forte glared.

"your FACE isn't supposed to have an opinion!" I shouted.

He looked shocked and I smirked. Looking out the window, I saw the two having fun.

"Oh they're ice skating!" I said in excitement.

"Ice skating? With her? He seems to be quite fond of the mademoiselle...fife! Get out there and come back with a report!" Forte demanded.

"Yes maestro" fife said rushing out.

I sighed in sadness. Fife shouldn't listen to what forte has to say. He then continued to play as little green notes floated in the air. In annoyance I glared up at the organ. I then went out onto the balcony to get rid of my massive headache that forte had just given me.