Chapter 4

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Gerlinde was pondered why this beast was giving her a big fancy room. For having a backbone? She doubted that, she really did. "Feliciano! Du dumme Kerl!" 'You dumb guy'? Who says that? Honestly. Just then paint is smeared all over the walls and floor, and a paint brush in heard crying "Ve~ I'm sorry~!" then a mop, without a wielder, is slowly, but surly making it's way over the paint, washing it away. "Diese dumme Italienisch. Er wird nie erfahren..." What the...? "...!" the mop suddenly acknowledged her existence, "Wer bist du? Sind Sie die Frau der Meister hält?" Excuse her? "Keep"? Gerlinde didn't think so! "Nie. Ich bin ihr Freund und dein Herr ist ein Tier!" The mop looked guilty as if she, yes she, it spoke with a woman's voice, didn't realize Gerlinde spoke German. This house was getting weirder by the second...


Emily was led into the most beautiful room she'd ever seen! The walls were a soft lilac, and the bed was covered in light sea foam colors. "I hope you enjoy your stay." the Beast said simply. Why was he suddenly so nice? Her father was living in a cell, while she gets a fancy room? She heard a whispered voice, she couldn't see who said it, nor could she hear what was said. "And you shall join me for dinner. That's not a request!" it added quickly before slamming the door tightly. She heard him scamper away "Jerk!" she screamed and plopped on the bed and let the tears flow freely. There was a knock at the door "Who is it?" she hoped it wasn't that monster. "Mrs. Kirkland." she sniffed, Mrs. Kirkland sounded nice, like someone to fall back on "Come in." she opened the door, and looked down. There was a teapot and kitchenware used for making tea or coffee. To her surprise the teapot hopped in as well as the kitchenware. "Hello, dear. Would you like something to drink?" the teapot smiled, she stared before saying blankly "Coffee." the teapot looked a little irked, but hopped off. The closet somehow moved closer and whispered "What would you like to wear for supper?" she jumped, first talking teapots, now talking closets? What was going on?! "Oh! I know!" the closet opened up and moths flew out "Eek! How embarrassing!" the Closet had a lovely design that looked remotely like pigtails. Much like the teapot. "Ooh! Here it is!" the closet pulled out a dress that was a light blue that matched her eyes. "Sorry, but I'm not going to dinner." the objects in the room gasped, the closet stuttered out "B-but, y-you h-have t-to!" Emily sniffed defiantly. "I don't care!" the teapot came back "Alice, can you talk some sense into her?" the closet asked, it seemed that Alice Kirkland the teapot didn't hear her. "Here we are. Coffee." the last bit was said like it was a swear. "Now, have you decided what your wearing for dinner?" Alice asked sweetly "Nothing." Alice spilt the coffee. "Your going naked?" she looked mortified, "No, I'm not going naked, I'm not going at all." Emily said firmly. "But you must!" This conversation sounded familiar. "The master won't be pleased. Please change your mind..." that was all she said as she hoped away. Then a clock entered "Ahem, dinner... Awaits. Hehehe."


Hy was pacing "Where IS she?" he growled. "Give her some time. She lost her father and her freedom in one day." At that point Francis was dosed in coffee when he heated her would-be butt. "Ahem, monsieur. Did it occur zat one of ze two girls could break ze spell?"

"Of course I did! I'm not a fool…" Hy snapped, "Good! Now you fall in love wiz one of zem, one of zem falls in love wiz you. And poof! Ze spell is broken!" Alice shook her head, "I'm afraid it's not that simple, frog. This takes time." Francis frowned "But ze Lotas is already starting to wilt!" Hy paced on his paws, he looked like a dog, a very big, very scary black dog with horns. "Who am I kidding? She's so beautiful and I'm so… well look at me!" Alice crooned "You have to make them see past that…" Hy looked away "I don't know how." She scowled "Well, first of all, you can start by acting like a gentleman, straighten up!" Francis suggested "And when she gets 'ere show 'er your debonair smile. Come, come, show moi ze smile!" Hy flashed a horrible smile flashing all of his teeth. "But don't frighten the child." he looked at Alice. "Shower 'er in compliments." He looked at Francis. "But be honest." The two spoke and he tried to look at them, moving his head so fast he was getting dizzy. Then the door knob turned "'Ere she comes!" the door opened to reveal Arthur, the 'debonair' smile slide off his face faster than a pigeon after being shot. "Well, where is she?" He growled. "Who? Oh, heheheh. Well, she's in the process of... Well she's... she's not coming."

"WHAT!?" Hy tore down the hall, up the stairs, and over to her room. BANG! BANG! BANG! "I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO COME DOWN FOR DINNER!" he screamed. She took the volume he used and doubled it "I'M NOT HUNGRY!" he snarled "YOU'RE AMERICAN, YOUR ALWAYS HUNGRY!" she hesitated "I DON'T CARE!" she yelled finally. "I might be wrong, but I don't zink zis will 'elp you win 'er affection…" Hy bristled "But she is being so DIFFICULT!" Francis coughed "Suave." he swallowed his pride "I would like it if you joined me for dinner."

"No thank you!" He looked at the servants and pointed to the door. "Try to be a gentleman, sir." Arthur begged "I would be honored if you accompanied me to dinner…" Arthur muttered "Say please…" Hy felt his eye twitch "…Please."

"No." Hy had it! "FINE! THEN GO AHEAD AND STARVE!" he turned to the group next to him "If she won't eat with me, she won't eat at all." he snarled. Hy rushed to his room in the west wing. "I tried to be polite! Wh-what does she want me to do? Beg?!" he snatched the mirror. The enchantress left him a mirror so he could look upon the outside world. "Show me the American." there she was, even when he was angry at her, she looked gorgeous to him. "The Master's not so bad once you get to know him, just give him a chance…"

"NO! I don't want to get to know him! I don't anything to DO with him!" His heart felt like a brick, so heavy in his chest. He cringed away from the mirror and put it down gently, "What's the point? It's hopeless…"


Yep, Gerlinde doesn't really have a reason for being here except my friend Anake14 and I decided that Emmy needs someone to talk to when she isn't causing problems. And again, I want to thank Wang Lei, your so nice! Anake, your still my best friend, ever. My other best friend was demoted. You are officially one of the best friends I have. That also includes everyone who I've ever PMed.

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Ameriko, out.