Well this is my first fan fiction so bear with me...this is my version of Beauty and the Beast...so I hope u like it! :)
oh heads up! the first few chapters are set in 1813 AD.. I'll let u know when it goes to present day! GO NALU!
Chapter 1
Cook's Surprise
"What is this!? Are you trying to poison me?!"
Lisanna flinched as spittle landed on her cheek. She and the other servers stood quietly along the walls as their master continued throwing a tantrum that easily overpowered the bellowing storm outside.
"No, sir. Cook simply wished to make something new for you on your birthday." She responded stiffly, praying that the 17-year-old wouldn't get angrier.
He must have noticed how she tried not to cringe away, because he leaned back in his chair and took a deep breath. He studied her sharply as he asked a little more quietly, "And what did she decide to call it?"
"Cake, sir."
(remember 1813...don't know if cake was already invented)
"She named it after my Aunt Kingfisher?!"He said in a disbelieving tone. His face showed how disgusted he was at the thought of something so sweet being named after someone so sour.
(Heehee cake kingfisher :D)
"Yes, sir."
"Go down to the kitchen and tell Cook to come up here." And with that order he sat down and poked at the dry, sweet crumbling heap of cake on the plate in front of him...until something pink caught his eye. He found himself staring at the bowl of roses in the center of the table.
"LEVY!"
"Yes, sir?" asked the girl as she quietly slipped into the room, knowing instantly that she was in trouble.
"Do I look like a girl to you?" he asked in a heated, straining voice.
"No, sir."
"Then why do I see PINK ROSES on the table ON MY BIRTHDAY?!" he yelled as he hurled the bowl at the door, hitting the wall beside her head.
(He must be a really bad aim.)
"I thought the roses might-" she started but he cut her off.
"I don't care what you thought! I better not see a single flower in this entire castle for the rest of the day! DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?!"
"Y-yes, sir." Levy quickly curtsied and rushed off to find a broom and rag to clean up the mess.
The prince turned and, after finding the butler, asked in a softer tone, "Jellal, are my presents ready yet? I wish to open them."
Jellal looked the childlike teenager in the eye, something only he could do, and replied, "Of course, my Prince. If you would please make your way to the throne room."
The Prince jumped up and ran into the throne room with excitement written on every inch of his face.
(um mood swing much?)
The room was packed with presents almost all the way to the ceiling.
While the Prince marveled at the sheer number of presents he had recieved from the world outside the castle, Jellal snuck over to the head maid.
"Be warned," he said quietly," that the master's older brother is due to arrive soon. I need the maids to fix up his wing of the castle."
"It's already done. We make sure it's always ready in case he decides to make one of his..surprise visits" Erza replied stiffly as she watched the Prince rip open a present from his parents. It was a new piano, he seemed ecstatic that they had remembered. "We can only hope that he has enough sense to wait until after the party."
"Well, knowing him, he'll come early just to anger his little brother." He paused for a second and then added, "could you warn Mirajane? I'd hate to think of her getting in trouble again. Oh, and tell her that she doesn't have to come up here. He's probably forgot about asking for her anyway."
"Of course, I'll go do that now." Erza turned and, as silent as a ghost, slipped out of the room.
Jellal turned and silently observed the Prince's happiness. He smiled at the look of pure joy on his face, a look that rarely seemed to cross his masters face anymore. It disappeared quickly, however, when he heard the sound of boots on the stone steps outside.
THE ICE PRINCE HAD ARRIVED.
ok, i know that Erza seems to be not so scary but don't worry it won't last too long..hopefully.
Should I continue this story or just make it a one-shot?
R&R PLZ!