Hello ppl! Short wait, I know. I just finished typing this today and decided to post it today! YAAAAAY! I heavily quote the show in this chapter. So fair warning.
Chapter 2. Six Years Later
Six and a half years later, Violette had grown into her beauty. Her dark-chocolate colored hair, now flowed past her waist to her hips. Every day, she put on an application of blush and lip rouge. The blush gave her cheeks a rosy color, and the lip rouge turned her lips the color of blood. Making her even more beautiful. ( If, dear reader, that was possible. )
She was well known throughout the small town she and her father, Maurice, lived as Beauty. Even if the towns people thought of her and Maurice as a bit odd. Her main passion was books. So she visited The Bookshope a lot. And, dear reader, The Bookshope was exactly where she was headed each day she went to town.
Violette walked down the dusty road, on her way to The Bookshope. As she strolled through the town, she passed The Bakery.
"Bonjour, Beauty." the baker called to Violette as she passed.
"Bonjour, Monsieur." Violette called back.
"Where are you off to?" the baker asked.
"The Bookshope. I just finished the most wonderful book called Romeo and Juliet. By Sir Williem Shakespeare..."
"Zat's nice. Marie! Ze baguettes! Hurry up!" the baker said, cutting Violette off.
Violette shrugged her shoulders and went on. A little while later, she passed the fish seller, and the egg seller.
"Bonjour, Beauty." they called.
"Bonjour." Violette called back.
"Where are you headed today?" the egg seller inquired.
"The Bookshope. Would you like to hear about the book I just finished? It's called, Romeo and Juliet."
"It sounds nice. Ah! Madam Fantine! How are you? Would you like to buy some fish today?" the fish seller greeted the old lady.
"Not today Monsieur. Merci just the same though." she replied.
During that exchange, Violette had moved on. As she rounded the corner, on which was The Corner Shope, and came to The Bookshope.
"Ah! Violette!" an old man exclaimed as the beauty came in.
"Good morning, Monsieur. I have come to return Romeo and Juliet." Violette answered.
"Mon Dieu! You are finished already?!" the bookseller asked, amazed.
"Oh, I simply could not put it down." Violette exclaimed, "Do you have anyzing new?"
"Not since Romeo and Juliet." the bookseller answered.
"Zat is alright. I will borrow...zis one." Violette replied.
"King Aurthur? Mon Dieu, you have read it twice already!" the bookseller said.
"Well it is my favorite. Far off places, daring sword fights, magic spells, a prince in disguise..."
"Well if you like it all zat much, it is yours." the bookseller said, cutting Violette off.
"But Monsieur!" the beauty exclaimed.
"I insist." the bookseller said.
"Oh Merci! Merci bu coupe!" Violette called as she left The Bookshope.
Violette walked back toward her home, unaware that she was being watched by the big hunter, Damién,
and his cronies.
"Zere she is Jules, boys. Ze lucky girl zat I'm going to marry." Damién said to his cronies.
"Ze inventor's daughter?" the crony called Jules asked distastefully.
"Ze most beautiful Mademoiselle in town. And zat makes her ze best!" Damién said proudly, then he turned to the cronies and asked "And do I not deserve ze best?"
"Oui! Oui! Damién! Of course you do!" all the cronies, except Jules chorused.
"Now you all know what happened when I first met her, saw her, I said, 'she is gorgeous!' and I fell. Here in town zere is only she, who is as beautiful as me, so I am making plans to woo and marry Violette." Damién said, "MIRROR BOY!"
A boy about thirteen years old, named Pierre, came and ran up to the hunter holding a mirror so Damién could see himself. The hunter looked at his reflection, grabbed the mirror from the boy's hand, and began fixing himself to impress Violette. Then, four girls, Marie, Antoinette, Jacqueline, and Odette, said, in this order...
Marie: "Look there,"
Antoinette: "He goes,"
Jacqueline: "Is he,"
Odette: "Not dreamy?"
Marie: "Mon-"
Antoinette: "-sieur,"
Jacqueline: "Dam-"
Odette: "-ién."
All: "Mon Dieu, he is so cute!"
Marie: Be still,"
Antoinette: "My heart,"
Jacqueline: "I am,"
Odette: "Hardly breathing!"
All: "He is such a tall, dark, strong, and handsome BRUTE!"
Then Violette heard the townspeople doing their daily business, buying their goods, while Damién was trying to get to Violette. The exchanges went like this...
"Bonjour."
"Pardon."
"Good day."
"Mais oui!"
"You call zis bacon."
"What lovely grapes!"
"Some cheese,"
"Ten yards."
"One pound."
"'Scuse me."
"I will get ze knife."
"Please let me zrough!"
"Zis bread,"
"Zose fish,"
"It is stale!"
"Zey smell!"
"Madam is mistaken."
"Well maybe so!"
"Good morning!"
"Bonjour!"
"Good day!"
Violette sighed, "I want much more zen zis provincial life."
"Good morning, Violette."
"Bonjour, Damién."
"Violette, my beauty. How about going over to ze tavern and look at my trophies, huh Violette?" the big hunter asked.
"Maybe some other time." Violette said.
"Why?" Damién asked.
"I need to get home and help my Pere." Violette lied easily.
"Nahaha! Zat crazy old lune?" Jules asked.
"He needs all ze help he can get!" Pierre laughed.
"Do not talk about my Pere zat way." Violette shouted angrily.
"Oui, Jules, Pierre, do not talk about her Pere zat way!" Damién said, thumping Jules and Pierre on their heads.
"My Pere is not crazy, he is a genius!" Violette said, turned, and left.
But what Violette, Damién, Jules, Pierre, and the other cronies did not know, was that all of them were being watched by a pair of eyes that Violette had not seen for six years...
From the mists of the enchanted mirror, the Beast watched Violette and Damién's exchange. Violette is so beautiful. I am glad I fired her. She has not been affected by ze spell.
Boom!
"Pere?"
"How in ze name of life did zat happen? Violette, I have a job for you." came the voice of Violette's father, Maurice.
"What do you need Pere?" Violette asked her father.
"I need you to go to the woods and gather some more firewood, while I try to get this bone-headed contraption to work!" Maurice's voice got angry as he tried to fix the contraption.
"Oui, Pere. And then you will win first prize at The Faire, tomorrow." Violette said as she went to get a basket so she could pick berries while she found firewood.
As Violette wandered throughout the dark forest, she became lost. Oh non. I cannot be lost... She thought as she tried to find her way out.
Violette wandered. And as she wandered, the more lost she became. And the more lost she became, the more fear she felt. Zis place seems so familiar...when have I been here before?
The Beauty wandered deeper, and deeper into the woods. Trying to find her way out. Where is ze road? Where is ze town? Where am I?
A while later, a monstrously huge castle arose in front of Violette. I wonder who lives here? Violette trembled as she approached the gate. She had the strangest feeling that she had been there before. ( But what she didn't know, dear reader, is that the castle she had come upon, was the home of a monster. )
Hope y'all liked it! R&R!
