Hey guys! I deleted Mocking Jay because I really just couldn't finish it, but I have this new story based on Beauty and the Beast. I just thought the Cinderella story was so played out, that I'd try something new.
Okay here's the character list:
Bell - Stevie
Beast – Zander
Mrs. Potts – Kacey
Lumiere – Kevin
Cogsworth – Nelson
Gaston – Justin
Girls swooning over Gaston – Molly and Grace
All the other characters have the same names.
Hope you like it!
No one's POV
Stevie Baskara was the most beautiful girl in her little French village. She had shoulder length flowing brown hair and glittering hazel eyes. No one could top her beauty. Even with all her beauty, she was the odd one in the village. Why? Because she loved music. Everyone thought she would start expressing her opinion and that just wasn't right. That's why the only place she really felt at home was at the music store.
When she walked into the village square with a guitar on her back, Justin, the heartthrob of the village, came up to her. "Hello, Stevie." He said in a voice that he thought sounded endearing to Stevie.
"Bonjour Justin." She said plainly. Stevie was the only girl in the village that wasn't head over heels for Justin. She thought he was conceited. Every other girl had other feelings about him. Justin grabbed her guitar from her. "Give that back!"
"How do you even play this thing?" He asked as he inspected the guitar.
"You strum the strings!" She yelled and tried again to grab it from him. He held it above his head, which was obviously out of her reach.
"You need to give up on music, Stevie. It's not right for a girl of your stature. You'll start to express your feelings, and well, that just isn't right." After that, he threw the guitar in the mud. Stevie bent down and picked it up. He grabbed her by the shoulders. "Why don't we go down to the tavern and see my trophies."
Stevie managed to free herself from his grasp. "Maybe another time." She started to walk towards her home. "I really have to get home to help my father."
Justin's little sidekick, Lefou, came up next to him. "Yeah go help your loon of a father." He and Justin laughed.
"My father is not a loon. He's a genius." Stevie defended. Just then, an explosion came from her house. She turned and ran to her father's aid. Justin, Lefou, and all the villagers had a huge laugh because of this.
When Stevie reached her home, she opened the cellar door and a huge cloud of smoke came out. Stevie fanned the air in front of her and coughed. Her father, Maurice, kicked the machine he was building out of frustration. "I'll never get this hunk a junk to work!" He yelled.
"You say that every time, papa." Stevie pointed out. "And you'll get it to work. Then you'll win first prize at the fair tomorrow."
Maurice seemed encouraged by Stevie's words. "You're right." He said and then went under the machine and asked Stevie for a part.
As she handed it to him she asked, "Papa, do you think I'm odd?"
"Odd?" Maurice repeated. "You're special. I think so and everyone else does too. That's what makes you beautiful. That's also why men are falling for you. That Justin boy, he seems very nice."
"If by nice you mean conceited, arrogant, and a complete narcissistic, then yes." Stevie said.
Maurice came out from under the machine. "Why don't we try this thing out shall we?" He flipped a switch and the machine grumbled to life. Stevie ducked and closed her eyes, but when she opened them, the machine was actually working.
"Papa, it's working!" She yelled in joy. "It's really working!"
"It really is!" He screamed. "Now I can finally enter the fair with a working machine!"
The next morning, Stevie helped Maurice pack his machine into a cart and hitch it to their horse, Philippe. She waved at him as he rode off.
Maurice crossed rivers and fields and finally came to a deep, dark forest with 2 paths.
"We should've been there by now." He said to Philippe, but mostly to himself. He looked at the 2 paths. He pulled on the reins towards one, but Philippe tried to pull the other way. "Come on, boy."
Philippe got out of his grip and ran back the way they came. Maurice picked himself up and started down one of the paths. About 2 hours later, a pack of wolves came upon him. They chased him straight down to a creepy castle. He got inside and opened the doors.
"Hello?" He called out, hoping someone would hear. Kevin and Nelson, a candelabra and a clock, were trying their best to hide from him. "I don't mean to intrude, but I got lost in the woods and I was hoping you could spare a room."
Kevin hopped off his place, while Nelson tried to hold him back. "But of course, monsieur." Maurice looked around for the source of the voice. He was amazed to see a clock and a candelabra talking. "Come right this way." Kevin said.
Nelson followed them, shouting, "We shouldn't be doing this! The master will be very angry."
Kevin sat Maurice in the master's chair and wrapped him a nice blanket. Kacey, a teapot, and her son Chip, a teacup, came up and offered him tea. He met a footstool that acted like a dog. When the master entered, everyone froze and the fire went out.
"What are you doing here?" He yelled at Maurice. "Why did you come?"
"Please, I meant no harm." Maurice begged. "I got lost in the woods and I needed…"
"Silence!" The master yelled. At that, Kevin's flames went out. "I know why you're here. You wanted to see the beast." He growled.
"No I just needed a place to stay." Maurice's voice trembled in fear.
"You need a room?" The master asked. Maurice nodded. The master grabbed him by his cloak. "I'll show you to your room."
The master dragged Maurice to the dungeon as he begged to be let go.
Do you like it? Hate it? Tell me! I know some people might think this story is too complicated, but I'm ready to take on the challenge. Wish me luck!
