Hello, just to remind everyone. I do not own Beauty and the Beast just some merchandise, but i heard that it was for sell on ebay, Man being poor sucks.

Who could ever love a beast?

A year passed, and Prince Cardell's 15th birthday arrived. The servants spent most of their time running back and forth to keep up with the prince's orders. "I just don't know how much more I can take from that little Tyrant!" complained Cogsworth to Lumiere. Cogsworth had just been promoted to the prince's head adviser and, believed that schedules made the world go round also he was a stickler for rules and this would get on the others nerves horribly. Lumiere laughed. 'That boy is more than a tyrant. He is more like a lion!" he said with a smile.

"You two stop that right now!" demanded Mrs. Potts. The two men shared an embarrassed look. "How is the baby doing?" asked Lumiere. Mrs. Potts gave a small smile. Her son Christophe was about five months old, but he was going to be the spitting image of his late father. Everyone called him 'Chip' because he was a 'chip off the old block'. "He's fine - a little fussy but I have one of the maids watching him for the moment." Suddenly there was a shout and a messenger came running out of the throne room. "What in the world?" exclaimed Mrs. Potts, rushing to the throne room.

'That is why her hair is turning gray you know.' said the maid, Babette, nodding towards the throne room. She had entered the hallway and witnessed the event. Lumiere laughed, grabbing the woman and giving her a graceful dip. 'You will be dancing with me tomorrow, cherie, oui?' he flirted. 'We will be the best looking couple in the whole kingdom!' he added with a wink. Cogsworth shook his head. Lumiere was known for his friendly flirting, but Babette was his true love, though he would never let her know. Ignoring the two he walked to the throne room himself. Some times, Mrs. Potts could calm him down, but those times were few and far between.

Inside the ballroom, the prince was shouting at a messenger. "I don't care if he himself is dying! Go and get the clockmaker and drag him here! NOW!" Mrs. Potts shook her head. "Your highness," she began. "His wife and daughter are horribly ill - they might die if he left. No one else there can take care of them." She tried to get the prince to understand but he was in one of his worst moods yet. "I don't care!" Cardell growled. Sultan, who was by his side, growled also. As the messenger walked by Mrs. Potts and whispered in her ear. "It's all right; I'd rather be in the storm than here. I'll just be a while getting back. Bridges are always getting washed out, you know. The man will not have to leave his family." She smiled at him gratefully. Just then another messenger arrived with more bad news. The guests that were to arrive that night were delayed by the storm. Cardell went to ranting and raving even more than ever. The horrible storm outside suddenly seemed much more cheerful than the atmosphere in the whole castle.

A few hours later the storm seemed to have reached it's worst point inside and outside the castle. "What is taking so long?" Cardell roared. "That messenger should be back by now!" Suddenly there was a knock on the front door and the prince rushed to answer it. 'That clockmaker better have designed that clock to my liking, or else..." he thought to himself. When he yanked the door open he was surprised to find a rather ugly old woman standing there. "What do you want?" he snapped.

Mrs. Potts had heard the door and had come to answer it, Sultan at her heels, when she heard Cardell's rude greeting. She looked in the mirror in the hallway and saw a beautiful woman standing there wearing a dress green as the forest in the summertime. Her beauty had something otherworldly about it. When she got to be able to view the doorway she saw what the prince did - an ugly old woman. Hearing tales of enchantresses as a child she decided to remain out of sight unless she was needed. Sultan hurried to his master's side.

The hag looked at the prince and offered him a rose. "I am but a poor old beggar woman and I bring you this gift of a true Danielle rose." Cardell stared at the rose. It smelled just like his mother and seemed to give off a warm and comfortable glow; he shook his head to clear himself of the feeling. "Where did you get that thing?" he demanded. 'I had ordered that every one of those were to be destroyed! You ugly old hag! You and that thing are not welcome!" The hag got a sad look on her face and cradled the rose like a small child. "Don't be deceived by outer appearances, for beauty is found within." she said slowly. "Please take my gift, for I am cold and hungry." She held out the rose again. Sultan whined at the prince, he smelled magic and figured that he needed to accept that rose before something happened.

Cardell growled and reached for his sword, swinging it to cut the rose in two. Mrs. Potts ran towards him, shouting for him to stop, when suddenly it was if time stood still. She felt as though she were frozen, only able to watch as the rain seemed to melt away the hag's appearance, and then Cardell could see the beautiful woman that Mrs. Potts had seen in the mirror. The prince dropped to his knees, begging for forgiveness from the woman, but she would hear none of it. "I see that there is no love or kindness in your heart anymore! I had come bearing a gift of this everlasting rose, filled with memories of your parents. But instead I will leave you with nothing but your death!" she cried.

"Please," prayed Mrs. Potts silently. "I still believe in him, there is still some goodness in his heart but he has yet to find it" The Enchantress looked at the woman frozen in front of her. A small tear fell down Mrs. Potts' cheek. "You really think that?" Mrs. Potts heard the woman say in her mind. "Yes!" answered Mrs. Potts silently.

The enchantress looked down at the prince, who was still kneeling on the ground. "What can I do?" murmured the enchantress. The prince needed help. Suddenly, she had an idea. "Fine!" She bent down and picked up the rose. 'This Rose will bloom until your twenty fifth birthday. If you can learn to love another and earn her love in return before the last petal falls than the curse will be broken. If not, you will die!"

The prince looked up at her. "What is the curse?" he asked. "To find your true self." she answered. Suddenly, a mirror appeared in the prince's hand. 'Look in the mirror. Your true self will be reflected back at you.' Cardell looked in the mirror and gasped in shock. "What is this?" he started to say but he fell to the ground as a wave of pain over came him. He felt as if he was being torn apart.

The enchantress looked down at him with a sad smile. "No one will remember you or this castle or anything associated with it after your parents were killed, and your servants who were nothing more than objects to you will be nothing more than that." She waved her hand and then everyone in the castle went into a deep sleep, except for the prince. Crying out in pain, the prince watched his arms grow dark brown fur. "No!" he cried out. He felt his jaw growing and new teeth come in. "Please.. Have.. Mercy!" he cried, and then he passed out. The enchantress moved him to his room with a nod and left the castle, praying that she was right in her decision.

Cardell woke up the next morning in his room. When he saw himself in the mirror in his room he broke it into a million pieces and howled in despair. He stopped when he noticed a light coming from a corner in his room. He discovered the rose and mirror on a table. He picked up a note that was on the Mirror and read it.

This mirror is magic and will let you see anything that you desire, and remember, no matter how horrible it may seem, to believe. Glinda

The next few hours held many shocks for Cardell and his servants. He soon demanded that no one would mention his name and he destroyed every picture of him that he could find. He would not let anyone or thing near him except for the Sultan, who had been turned into a footstool. He claimed that it was because he simply couldn't tell the difference between it and the real ones unless it was moving. Though honestly it was because it could make him give a small laugh once in a while with its antics.

As the months passed he spent more and more time by himself and banished the dog to the library, and ordered the servants to stay away from the west wing of the castle. Truly alone now in his small world he became what he always was, a beast. He lost all hope for how could he get a girl to love him and how could he love her in return. He looked at himself in the magic mirror, murmuring to himself. 'Who could ever learn to love a beast?'

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Suddenly the phone rings, Melanie runs to pick it up ignoring the evil looks from Asahi, Shanley, Christa, And Kat.

"Hello?" Melanie answers "Oh, ok, sure I will watch her for the weekend" While Melanie is on the phone Christa looks at Asahi, "Asahi? What does Cardell mean?" she asks. "Uncertain." Asahi replies. "You would think that Mel would be kind enough to turn the phone off." Grumbles Shanley.

"Guess what guys!" Melanie calls "Sissy is coming over tonight and she will be spending the weekend. " Mel then looked at Shanley and Asahi "You two please go and play with Christa and Kat outside. Nicely!" she ordered. Shanley gave a grimace and stopping at the door she called out to the two young pups "Come on guy's let's go hide-and-not-seek!" And with that all three are out the door before Melanie could stop them. Sighing she cleans up the house to get everything ready.

A/N: this is from the old story;

TrudiRose I really like the chapter with the Enchantress! Very nice original
details: the rose reminding the prince of his mother; the Enchantress
originally planning to simply kill him, but Mrs. Potts' pleading that he
does have good inside changing her mind; the idea that the curse is "To
find your true self." Very nice! Graci! any nice things are always appreciated :)