The next day...

Cherry tossed and turned. "NO! STAY BACK!" she then sat up in her bed with her eyes shut, then panted heavily and sweated some more. "Ugh... Not again..." She then heard a knocking at the door. "Come in..." she then replied.

To most of her surprise, the one who entered was Mo.

"Oh... Hey, Mo..." Cherry replied with a small sniffle.

"How're you feeling?" Mo asked.

"Still a little fluish..." Cherry replied.

"I'm sure you'll feel better." Mo said.

"Yeah, I guess..." Cherry bundled down under the covers. "I wanna go home so badly right now."

"Same here." Mo frowned.

Cherry coughed a little.

"Um, any trouble sleeping?" Mo then asked.

"Uh, yeah, I dreamt that my teeth were falling out." Cherry seemed to lie. "Freaky, huh?"

"It was about him again, wasn't it?" Mo asked.

"No, no, my teeth fell out..." Cherry replied, then wiggled a tooth. "See? I'm paranoid..."

Mo began to wait for Cherry to tell the truth.

"How'd you know I was lying?" Cherry asked.

"You just told me." Mo folded her arms smoothly.

Cherry sighed. "I had a nightmare about Forte."

"How many night has this been going on?" Mo asked.

"What's the date?" Cherry asked.

"January 6th." Mo said.

"Christmas night..." Cherry muttered.

"Oh, dear..." Mo frowned.

"I'm sure they'll go away soon..." Cherry replied.

"You know, usually when Angel had a bad dream, we'd talk about it, then they seemed to make her feel better..." Mo suggested. "Maybe if you talk about your bad dreams, they'll stop..."

"No, no, I'm tough, I can handle it on my own." Cherry replied.

"Well okay, but just know that me, Atticus, and Patch are always around if you need us." Mo said.

"Thanks, guys..." Cherry nodded to her.

"I hope Belle and the Beast make up soon too..." Mo said.

"Are they still fighting?" Cherry then asked.

"Yep and where Atticus is like their messenger to each other." Mo said.

"Oh, boy..." Cherry shuddered. "I guess better than Lumiere and Cogsworth."

"You can say that again." Mo said.

Cherry coughed and then took out a tissue and blew her nose.

"You don't sound as bad as the night before, why don't you come out?" Mo suggested.

"Yeah, I think I can walk around now without wanting to vomit." Cherry agreed.

"Great." Mo smiled.

Cherry stretched and helped herself out of bed, but kept the box of tissues just to be on the safe side.

As the two walked, they ran into Lumiere, Cogsworth, and Mrs. Potts as they were staring at the bell jar which kept the enchanted rose.

"I'm beginning to wonder if they'll ever speak to each other again." Mrs. Potts pouted sadly.

"If she does not love him before the last petal falls, we will all be enchanted forever." Lumiere sounded unfortunate as well.

"I say we give it more time." Cogsworth suggested.

"I agree." Mo said.

"Easy for a clock to say." Lumiere said as he they saw Cherry and Mo were there.

"Oh, Cherry, how are you feeling today?" Mrs. Potts asked.

"A little better..." Cherry replied as she didn't sound as sick as she used to.

"That's a relief." Mrs. Potts said.

"What's going on in here?" Cherry then asked.

"Belle and the Master's feud..." Cogsworth sighed.

"There's certainly no point in fretting about it here." Mrs. Potts shook her head as another petal fell from the rose.

"There's gotta be a way for them to stop this feud." Mo said.

Mrs. Potts, Lumiere, and Cogsworth then left the West Wing with the two human girls.

Cherry and Mo then noticed the book, the paper, and the quill who looked determined to help.

"Would you like to help as well?" Mo asked the book, paper, and quill.

"It is up to us!" the quill spoke up. "We must act now and fast! So..." he then looked to the book and paper behind him. "Any ideas?"

"Well, the boss ought to apologize." the paper spoke up.

"In a word, yes," Webster agreed. "But we can't do it for him."

"Indeed." The paper said.

"What to do about them though?" Cherry wondered.

"I don't know either." Mo said.

"Who are you guys anyway?" Cherry asked. "We've already met Webster."

"I am LePlume." the quill introduced.

"And I am Crane!" the paper smiled.

"Crane?" Mo asked, confused.

"Yes?" Crane replied.

"Why were you named after a bird?" Mo asked.

"Ask my parents?" Crane would shrug if he had shoulders.

Mo shrugged back. "Well, what're we gonna do about Belle and the Beast?"

"Write a letter to Belle to make it seem like the Beast apologized so they'll kiss and make up?" Cherry suggested.

"We should go see if Atticus likes that idea." Mo said.

"I think I saw him in the library," Cherry suggested. "You know how much Atticus likes to read."

"Was he exercising while reading? Because you know how he also loves to exercise." Mo said.

"Come on, let's try the library." Cherry walked that way anyway.

And where both Cherry and Mo were right Atticus was in the library, reading, but he was doing it while exercising. Crane, LePlume, and Webster went with the girls.

"Wow, he sure does like to exercise." Crane said once he saw Atticus exercise while reading.

"Um... Atticus!" Mo called before clearing her throat as her voice sounded slightly squeaky. "Atticus!" she then tried again.

"Yeah, Mo?" Atticus asked, stopping his weight-lifting or in this case, book-lifting.

"Um, we have a solution about Belle and the Beast," Mo spoke up. "We're going to write a letter to Belle to make it seem like the Beast apologizes to her first, so then, she'll apologize to him and they'll make up and be friends again."

"Big problem with that." Atticus said, already seeing the problem with that.

"And that problem would be?" Cherry asked.

"What is she mentions about the apology letter?" Atticus asked, making it obvious.

"Oh, come on, it's not like that'll happen..." Cherry shrugged off.

"Someone who has a lot of rotten bad luck sure sounds sure of this plan..." Atticus glanced at his best friend.

"Ah, relax, Atticus, you worry too much." Cherry replied. "I keep tellin' ya to get a real hobby outside of acting like a detective, this isn't Dick Tracy, ya know."

"Okay, fine, go ahead with this plan of yours." Atticus said.

"It's gonna work." Cherry smirked.

"10 bucks says it doesn't." Atticus smirked back.

Cherry stuck her tongue out. "If you're 'ascared', I'll give it to Belle myself then!"

"Ascared?" Mo asked.

"Shut up, Monique." Cherry mumbled.

"WHAT'D YOU CALL ME?!" Mo growled before lunging out for the perky goth.

"Wow, she really doesn't like her full name being mentioned." Crane said.

"Nope." Atticus knew all about that.

"Shall we get this over with or what?" LePlume asked.

"Come on then..." Cherry walked over, slightly beat up due to calling Mo by 'Monique'.

"Remind me to never call Mo by her full name." Cogsworth said.

"Noted." Atticus nodded to him.

After that, Crane, LePlume, and Webster began to write out a letter for Belle and would make it seem like it came from the Beast himself as Lumiere seemed to be avoiding Chandeliera.

"Lumiere, why are you avoiding Chandeliera?" Patch asked, coming into the room after his nap.

"Oh, it's a long story..." Lumiere replied. "I'm not sure if you're old enough to understand."

"Try me." Patch said.

"I zhink she might be mad at me..." Lumiere admitted. "We kind of blustered with each ozher during zhe Master's dinner with Belle."

"Yikes!" Patch said.

"Uh, yes..." Lumiere agreed nervously.

"Well, I'm sure it'll blow over." Patch said.

"No pun intended..." Lumiere muttered, remembering how Atticus blew out the chandelier's flames.

"Trust me, I know about love myself..." Patch sighed as he felt a little sad again. "My one true love is gone and I may never see her again, I can't even hear her beautiful bark ever again..."

"There is a way for you to see her." Lumiere said before leading him to the Beast's room.

"There is...?" Patch followed the candelabra, though nervous since they were going to the Beast's room.

The moment they went inside, Lumiere tried to reach up for a handheld mirror. Patch looked curious.

"Zhis is zhe enchanted mirror, it's zhe Master's way to see zhe outside world," Lumiere explained to the puppy. "It'll show you anyzhing or anyone you'd like to see, just as long as you tell it."

Patch soon helped Lumiere to get the enchanted mirror so the Dalmatian pup could use it.

"How do I use it?" he then asked.

"Just tell it who you'd like to see." Lumiere prompted.

Patch looked into the mirror to see his own reflection at first. "I'd like to see Colette, please."

The enchanted mirror soon glowed and then showed a cocker spaniel puppy. Patch flinched at the bright light, but took another look.

Colette came into the living room of the Brown house and got into her basket and sighed as she felt empty and alone.

"Don't worry, dear; I'm sure Patch, Mo, Atticus, and Cherry will show up." Lady assured her.

"But how could Patch leave without telling me?" Colette sounded heartbroken. "He'd never do that..."

"I know, dear, it's okay..." Lady tried to cheer her daughter up.

"Unless... He doesn't love me anymore..." Colette sniffled. "Or... He never did..."

"No, Colette, that's not true! I do love you I love you with all my heart!" Patch called out.

Unfortunately, Colette could not hear Patch.

"Don't worry, dear, I'm sure he'll turn up..." Lady tried to soothe Colette.

"Colette!" Patch called out.

Colette then suddenly got up as if she heard something. "Mother, do you hear that?"

"Hear what?" Lady didn't hear anything.

"It's Patch!" Colette replied. "He's out there!"

"Oh, Colette, you must be listening with your heart." Lady suggested.

"You're right and it's telling me that he's out there and he still loves me." Colette smiled.

"I may not hear Patch myself, but I know he's out there somewhere and he can't wait to see you again." Lady smiled back.

"You have no idea..." Patch sighed about that statement.

The enchanted mirror soon showed Patch's reflection again.

"Don't worry, Colette, I'll be back soon..." Patch sniffled.

"You are truly in love, young pup." Lumiere said.

"Are you kidding?" Patch smiled dreamily then. "Colette rocks my whole world!"

"I take it that is a saying from where you, Atticus, Mo, and Cerise are from." Lumiere said.

"Oh, uh, yeah," Patch smiled bashfully. "It's a very good thing... I heard Hilda say it to Drell..." he then mumbled under his breath.

"By any chance, would it be Hilda Spellman?" Lumiere asked.

Patch did a double take. "You know Hilda Spellman, sir?"

"Yes, she comes here and stays for visits quite often." Lumiere smiled.

"Really?" Patch replied.

"'Ow do you know her?" Lumiere asked.

"Uh, long story..." Patch said. "I guess she wasn't the one for your master to break the spell, huh?" he then asked since everyone was still enchanted furniture, then thought about it. "Or, um, did she visit before then?"

"Yes, she did." Lumiere said.

"Fascinating..." Patch replied.

"We 'ave not seen in 'er in oh-so long..." Lumiere replied. "I always zhought she would wed the Master on his eighteenth birthday, she was always trying to fix her brozher Edward up with a soulmate of his own."

"So romantic." Patch said.

Lumiere chuckled. "Yes, I suppose you could say zhat... 'Ow do you know 'Ilda anyway?"

"You mean you don't know she's a witch?" Patch asked before covering his muzzle with his paw as he had accidentally revealed that.

"Oui, I do." Lumiere said.

"Phew..." Patch looked relieved that he didn't spill the beans about Hilda's family secret which would put the entire Spellman family in jeopardy.

"But zhat is a story for anozher day, mon ami." Lumiere smiled to the puppy.

"Thank you so much for letting me see Colette..." Patch smiled back.

"You are welcome, mon ami." Lumiere smiled.

Patch smiled back and decided to go another way for now, feeling a lot better now. Lumiere then thought about his experience with Patch and wondered if he should make up with Chandeliera.