As the day turned into night at the castle, Belle found herself a little difficult to fall asleep and so she spent some time inside the kitchen cooking French onion soup to ease herself into relaxation. Everyone was already asleep, including Mrs Potts and the servants. However, practically nothing could escape the witty Chip's attention and the little boy just happened to swing by the kitchen which was very near to his and Mrs Potts' rooms on the way to the bathroom. He was a highly-sensitive child and spotted Belle quick enough despite how best she attempted to keep the noise out of earshot. Belle smiled and made some last-minute bread snacks for him as well as a cup of warm milk.
"Belle, can I call you a Princess now?" Chip sweetly asked after gulping down a mouthful of his milk as they both sat by the wooden counter chatting before they boy could finish his midnight sidemeal.
She chuckled while waiting for the onion soup to fully cook. After giving a little ponder, she answered with a smile, "Mmmm...I would say not yet, Chip...All I can tell you is that Prince Adam is a true prince now..."
The boy's brows creased in confusion and he pouted with the milk foam lining his upper lip, which Belle quickly took a tissue paper to wipe it off. He defended his 'theory', "Why? Don't princes live with princesses forever and ever?"
Belle could not help giggling again, "Yes, you are right, Chip...But that's when they already have a wedding and it's only after when they will live forever together..."
Biting on his cheese bread, Chip continued to ask, "But I saw you both dancing together! You were smiling so happily...Isn't that a wedding?"
Belle was impressed by his clever 'conclusion'. She shook her head, "Yes, that was a long happy dance...but a wedding is more than that, Chip...You will understand when you grow older..."
He pouted again, but the overly tasty bread which Belle prepared was enough to satisfy his imaginations and logic at this hour. Chip fell sleepy again and whined that he wanted to go back to bed. Belle walked with him and tucked him under the covers before she headed back to the kitchen, where her soup was ready. She was fondly amused by Chip's questions about the Prince and herself but deep inside, it seemed that she already has a foretaste of a blissful wedding. Even at this second, she was already thinking about him…Oh, he must have been extremely worn-out by now, after all the heart-wrenching events that have happened. She really hoped that he was sleeping well and gaining much rejuvenating rest, for she could not wait to see the happy man of her dreams the first thing in the morning…