Me: WHOOP! GOT THE BORING PROLOGUE DONE!

Matt: BORING? YOU TURNED ME INTO A FREAKIN' DRAGON!

Elijah Frantic: Hey, you gotta admit, you look cool.

Leo Anderson: True, true.

Jeremiah Heartly: Plus, you can breathe fire now!

Matt: BUT DRAGONS ARE MONSTERS!

Yin: Well, then you're the cutest dragon of them all.

Leo: GAH! MUSHY STUFF!

Jeremiah: EVERYBODY RUN!

Leo, Jeremiah and Elijah: *runs away*

Abby: *sweat drops* On with the story then. Ignore the three dittos.

Me: I'm still wondering how they got here from Gamewizard2008's universe.

Hoagie: Beats me.

Nigel: I'll do the disclaimer. Numbuh 6.13 does not own Beauty and Beast, the songs, the KND characters and others that you know aren't hers. The only things she own are the idea, Matthew, and other OCs.

Me: And the story.

Nigel: *sighs* And the story.

If you happened to pass by the quaint little house of the Hanamizus, which was built near a flowing river, a few acres away from the dark forest that surrounded the Beast's castle, you would see a young girl of the age of 17 walk out of the house.

Her dark ebony hair was tied up into two pigtails with nearly unseeable sky blue ribbons, to keep them out of her bright gray eyes. On the left side of her face, there was a visible birthmark that she and her brother shared. She was wearing a sky blue dress, reminiscent of the clothes of her favorite storybook character, with long white sleeves, not really bothered by the heat. Her shoes were black Mary Janes, and she also wore knee high socks.

In her right hand, she held a book, cleverly titled 'Cinderella', and in her left hand she held a basket to hold the book she would borrow that day. The girl was quite a bookworm, and well known by the town's librarian. In fact, she was possibly the only villager who visited every day, perhaps twice a day on some occasions. She was also quite the singer, but none really knew about it except for her twin brother.

And now, as she crossed the bridge over the river to the town, she started singing.

Little town, it's a quiet village,

Everyday, like the one before...

The girl paused at the end of the bridge to look at the quiet town that was her home.

Little town, full of little people...

Waking up to say…

"Bonjour!" A blond haired boy with a bowl cut and blue eyes greeted.

"Bonjour!" A girl with dark brown skin waved.

"Bonjour!" A boy tumbled out of his kitchen window to say hi.

"Bonjour!"

"Bonjour!"

"There goes the baker with his tray, like always," Yin walked into town as the dark brown haired baker holding a tray of bread walked past a few houses. "The same old bread and rolls to sell…"

"Every morning just the same," Yin sang to herself as a man she knew was named Benedict walked past saying Bonjour to her, to which she curtsied lightly. "Since the morning that we came, in this poor provincial town…"

"Good morning, Yin." The baker – who she knew was named David – greeted as he stopped by the bakery.

"Good morning, David." Yin said politely.

David asked, "Where are you going?" He put down his tray of bread to ring a bell inside the bakery.

"The library. I just finished one of the best stories I've ever read in my life!" Yin took out her book and hugged it tightly. "About a princess and a glass slipper…"

"That's cool." David then yelled into the bakery, "ASHLEY! What happened to the baguettes?"

"OGIE ATE THEM ALL!" A feminine voice yelled back as Yin simply smiled to herself and put her book back in her basket, heading for the library.

"Look there she goes, the girl is strange, no question." Two old ladies by the nicknames of Gramma Stuffum and Crazy Old Cat Lady sang to themselves while looking at Yin, who seemed to be sleep walking. "Dazed and distracted, can't you tell?"

"Never part of any crowd," An old lady crooned while having a cup of tea.

A barber continued, "Cause her head's up on some cloud." He accidentally cut off part of Monty Uno's beard, who woke up from his daze to stare at the remains in surprise.

"No denying she's a funny girl, that Yin…" The villagers all sang in chorus.

Yin, seeing a passing carriage, latched herself onto it to get a free ride to the library.

"Bonjour!" The carriage driver greeted to her.

"Good day!" Yin replied.

"How is your family?" He asked.

As they passed a butcher's shop, they saw a woman greet, "Bonjour!"

"Good day!" The man in charge of the shop greeted in a romantic tone.

"How is your wife?" The woman asked cheekily as she walked away, just missing the part where the man's wife whacked him on the head. Yin giggled a bit at this.

"I need six eggs!" A woman told a chicken tender in the streets, carrying two babies, with two toddlers running around her.

"That's too expensive!" A man told the butcher, who was holding a live pig.

"There must be more than this provincial life!" Yin sang while hopping off the carriage in front of the library. She entered the library happily as the librarian, Lenny, who wasn't that much older than her, greeted her.

"Ah! Good morning, Yin!" He greeted.

Yin smiled before replying, "Good morning, Lenny! I've come to return the book I've borrowed!"

"Already?" Lenny asked as Yin handed him the book and hopped on top of the ladder. "Yin, you go through books like no one's business!"

Yin giggled at this remark. "I couldn't put it down, Lenny, you know me!" Checking the bookshelves, she asked, "Got anything new for me to read?"

"Not really." Lenny replied, placing the book in its respective shelf.

Yin looked disappointed, but a smile soon graced her face. "That's OK, Helmet head, I'll just pick this one!" She took out a book and tossed it to him.

Lenny caught it in his hands and checked the title. "You've already read this three times!"

"It's my favorite, you know?" Yin said dreamily. "A beautiful enchantress, an enchanted rose, moving inanimate objects and a prince in disguise!" She hopped off the ladder, her pigtails bouncing as she took the book from the helmet wearing librarian.

Lenny laughed before sending her off. "If you really like it so much, then you can have it."

"But Lenny!" Yin protested. "This is library property!"

"Consider it an early birthday present from me." Lenny flashed a thumbs up. "It's in three months, am I correct?"

"Yeah." Yin smiled, and one could practically imagine the sun shining behind the clouds with her smile. "Thanks, Lenny!"

"Look, there she goes, that girl is so peculiar," Three men who just 'happened' to be standing outside the library window sang, watching as Yin skipped the rope with her nose in her book, which she had started reading again. "I wonder if she's feeling well…"

"With a dreamy, far off look… with her nose stuck in a book… what a puzzle to the rest of us is Yin…" The rest of the villagers sang as Yin played balance beam on the fountain before sitting down and continuing her reading. A flock of sheep happened to be passing by as she did so.

"Oh…. Isn't this amazing?" Yin sang-asked to a sheep, who had stopped to watch her carefully. She showed it the picture, and it looked at it. "It's my favorite part because you'll see…"

Another sheep had leapt up on top of the fountain, and Yin happily showed it the picture as well. "Here's when she meets Prince Charming… But she won't know that it's him, til Chapter Three!" The sheep bit off a corner of the page, and Yin looked at it sternly before laughing as the sheepherder started chasing the flock.

"Now it's no wonder that her name means feminine, her looks have got no parallel…" A woman in a boutique was trying out hats as Yin passed by, flipping the pages of her book.

The man in the boutique countered, "But behind that fair facade, I'm afraid she's rather odd…"

"She's nothing like the rest of us, yes, different from the rest of us is Yin…" The villagers watched as Yin stepped on top of a wagon which was pointing to the sky. A man in the crowd hurriedly tried to balance the cart, but Yin simply stepped on the part which pointed to the sky, making her part collapse, and the part where the man tried to lift whacked him in the face.

A flock of ducks flew in the sky, undisturbed, when a gunshot rang in the ears of many, and a duck came spiraling down to the floor. A buck toothed boy with brown hair hurriedly tried to catch it in a sack, and unsuccessfully did not. The duck fell on the sidewalk beside him, and he hurriedly stashed it inside the sack before hurrying to someone.

"Wow! You didn't miss a shot, Chad!" The 13-year old praised the 18 year old standing in the corner, holding a musket. "You're the greatest hunter in the whole world!"

Chad blew away a few strands of blond hair from his eyes. "I know, Harvey. I'm the best there is."

"No beast running wild in this parts stand a chance with you!" Harvey continued to praise as he carried the rest of the dead animals Chad had hunted that day towards the tavern, following the older boy. "And no girl for that matter!"

"Yeah, I guess that's true." Chad smirked. "And I've got my sights set on her." He pointed to Yin, who had absently curtsied to a washerwoman.

"HER? The inventor's sister?" Harvey asked in disbelief.

Chad nodded. "She's the one. The lucky girl I'm going to marry when I reach age 21!"

"But she's-" Harvey was about to say something when Chad lifted him up by the collar.

"The most beautiful girl in town, Harvey. The best!" He finished, looking Harvey in the eye. "And don't I, Chad Dickson, deserve the best?"

"Y-yes, of course you do, b-but…" Harvey stopped when Chad let go of his collar, making the buck toothed boy crash to the ground.

Chad sang, "Right from the moment when I met her, saw her, I said she's gorgeous and I vowed...here in town there's only she, who is as beautiful as me. So I'm making plans to woo and marry Yin..." Chad panicked when he realized Yin had already passed by him without so much as a glance.

As Yin passed by the well, she passed three girls who were nicknamed Chad's fangirls, namely Mushi Sanban, Lizzie Devine, and Cree Lincoln. They sang, "Look, there he goes, isn't he dreamy? Monsieur Dickson, oh he's so cute!" They sighed dreamily.

"Bestill my heart, I'm hardly breathing! He's such a tall, dark, strong and handsome prince!" The three fainted in delight.

Chad tried his hardest to run after Yin, but the girl seemed to have the magical ability of avoiding all the villagers and obstacles around her, even without lifting her eyes from her book. Then, for a few fleeting moments, Yin's gray eyes lifted from her book as she sang, "There must be more than this provincial life!"

"Just watch, I'm going to make Yin my wife!" Chad sang out loud. Well, when we come of age, at least. He thought.

Then suddenly, the villagers burst into song as Yin passed by them. "Look, there she goes, the girl that's strange but special, a most peculiar mademoiselle…It's a beauty and sin, that she doesn't quite fit in…"

Chad, desperate to reach Yin, climbed up to the top of a house, and jumped over a roof to reach her just as the villagers reached their final verse.

"But she really is a funny girl… a beauty but a funny girl… She really is a funny girl, that Yin!" They sang. Alarmed, Yin turned to face them, but they returned to their work quite immediately. Shrugging, she turned her back on them, and continued to read her book.

Chad then suddenly appeared in front of her. "Hello, Yin."

"Bonjour, Chad." Yin replied absently, about to turn the page, when Chad walked behind her and took the book. In annoyance, Yin turned to him. "Chad Dickson, give me back my book, please." She stressed the word please in her effort not to bite the smirk off of him.

"How can you read this?" Chad asked incredulously, flipping through the pages, with huge blocks of text. "There's no pictures in it!"

Yin crossed her arms. "Well, some people use their imagination."

"Yin, it's about time you got your head out of these books and paid attention to more important things, you know." Chad carelessly tossed her book into the mud. Yin ran to salvage it, but Chad blocked her path. He then smiled at her. "Like me."

In the background, Chad's fangirls sighed dreamily.

Annoyed further, Yin gingerly picked up her book from the mud as Chad continued to talk. "The whole town's talking about it. It's not right for a woman to read!"

"And it's not right for a man to harass a woman who's trying to read in peace." Yin hissed in an unladylike manner.

Chad glared before rolling his eyes. "Soon, a girl starts getting ideas… and thinking… and…"

"Chad Dickson, you are positively primeval." Yin rolled her eyes before wiping off the mud on her book.

Taking it in the wrong manner, Chad said, "Thank you, Yin." That sentence made Yin blink in surprise before snickering to herself. "What do you say we go to the tavern and take a look at my trophies?"

"Maybe never." Yin dismissed him, taking back her book.

As they passed Chad's fangirls, Cree demanded to the other two, "What's wrong with her?"

"She's crazy!" Lizzie agreed.

Mushi sighed. "He's gorgeous!"

Chad kept a firm grip on Yin's hand, and the girl had to kick him in the stomach to make him let go. "I'm sorry, Chad, but I have to get home. I have to help my brother. Goodbye."

"HAHAHA!" Harvey laughed, letting go of the dead animals. "That crazy lunatic? He needs all the help he can get!" He laughed, and Chad joined in.

Yin snarled, "Don't talk about my brother that way!"

"Yeah, don't talk about her brother that way!" Chad bonked Harvey on the head with his fist, making Harvey see stars.

Yin said, "My brother's not crazy, he's a freaking genius!" However, as she said that, their house suddenly let out red clouds of smoke from the basement, making a fireworks sound.

"GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Chad and Harvey laughed as Yin hurriedly placed her book inside her basket and ran home to help her brother, Yang.

Once there, she opened the door to the basement and nearly inhaled a lot of red gas. Swatting the clouds away, she could make out the shape of her brother trapped inside a very small barrel.

"Yang?" Yin asked, coughing as she went down and helped her brother out of the barrel.

The 17 year old boy inventor coughed as he demanded to himself, "How in blazes did that happen?" He angrily kicked away the barrel as he examined his invention.

"Are you OK, brother?" Yin asked.

Yang replied, "I'm about to give up on this hunk of junk right here, sister! It's a failure!" He kicked his invention in anger.

"You always say that." Yin said, smiling.

Yang countered, "I mean it this time! I'll never get this goshdarn contraption to work in time for the fair!" He pointed to the log chopping machine he was trying to invent.

"Of course you will." Yin reassured her twin. "And you'll win first prize. I just know it!"

Yang simply snorted, but Yin cooed, "And you'll be a world famous inventor!"

"Do you really believe that?" Yang asked softly.

Yin smiled. "I always have, brother."

"Well then, I'll have this thing fixed in ten second flat then!" Yang, with new vigor, grabbed a wrench and started fixing up the machine. From time to time, he asked Yin to pass a tool from his toolbox, and Yin quietly obliged. There was also conversation between the two siblings, but this conversation had to be the most important.

"Brother, do you think I'm odd?" Yin asked quietly as she passed a screwdriver to him.

Yang popped out from under the machine, wearing oversized glasses to help him see the tiniest wrong mechanism. "Odd? Where'd you get an idea like that?"

"It's just that…" Yin sighed. "I don't feel like I fit in here. There wasn't anyone I could actually talk to."

Yang grabbed the wrench again. "Well, what about that Chad guy? He's sort of handsome."

"He's handsome alright." Yin rolled her eyes. "And rude, conceited, and… Yang, he's not for me."

"Yeah, well, don't ask me for advice. I'm not good with girls, except for you." Yang tossed the wrench towards Yin, who caught it and returned it to the toolbox. He then popped out again, removing his glasses. "All right, it's the moment of truth!" He stood up and pulled on a lever. Then, the twins ducked for cover and watched as the machine chopped the logs on the table with ease.

"It works!" Yin said happily.

Yang looked at his invention in awe. "It does?" He ducked as a log went flying and hit a beaker. "It does!"

"You did it!" Yin cheered.

Yang pumped his fist in the air. "That's it! I'm off to the fair!" Then, a log went flying and hit him on the side of the head. He fell down in a dizzy heap with a smile on his face.