Prince Adam let himself fall into his throne, exhausted from dancing with Elena.

"You ARE quite a dancer, aren't you?" he asked slightly dizzy.

"I guess!" the spanish girl answered.

"That was the grwatest evenin I've ever had." Adam explained. "Tommorrow we'll go to Paris. Will you accompanion me?"

"Paris? I've always wanted to go there!" Elena answered. "Hm, fine. But, please." She nodded her head in Fortes direction. "May he go as well."

The Prince frowned. "Why?" he asked.

"Hm, well, he wanted to visit a famous piano maker, to buy something. But hje's never got the opputunity to visit our beloved capital."

""Our"? You're from spain, aren't you?"

"Well, yes, but..."

"Ugh, fine, fine. Whatever! But you'll spend most of your time with ME!"

"Yes, master..."

Elena turned and reached the stage.

"And?" her mentor asked.

"We'll go to Paris tonight!"

Forte grinned. "what a great news!" he said.

Suddenly the Princess voice boomed through the hall. "Play my favourite song!" he yelled gleefully.

"Ugh, okay, whatever. Come on, gril."

They started to play a melody, Michelle was familliar with.

"I know that song." While she and Lumiere were still dancing, she started to sing the lyrics.

My gift is my song... and this one's for you
And you can tell everybody that this is your song
It may be quite simple, but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words...
How wonderful life is, now you're in the world

"Nice." Lumiere said.

Both started to sing along as they kept dancing through the hall.

Lumiere started again.

So excuse me forgetting, but these things I do
You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue
Anyway, the thing is, what I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes, I've ever seen

Michelle blushed a little.

"Well, well, well. I had no idea Lumiere could sing like that." Cogsworth answered. "Not bad at all..."

"He is rather talented." Mrs Potts aid. "Michelle ain't bad either.

"True. Hmmm...maybe...?" Cogsworth stood up and went to the stage and waved at Forte.

He then returned with a smug smile.

"He said, he'll let Lumiere and Michelle into the choire."

"Oh, goody!" Mrs. Potts answered.


"Wait a second!" Adam shouted. "That's Lumiere?" He suddenly got rather fourious. "Stopp the music! ! !" he yelled.

"Servants are not allowed to dance at my birthday! Unless," he looked over to Elena. "I say SO!"

"Your Highness, I just..." Lumiere interrupted.

"Silence! I said, you weren't allowed to...but your singing got me interested." Adam said pointing at MIchelle. "Will you jon the choirs?"

Michelle took a deep breath. She tried to think about it carefully. Was it really what she wanted. "Well, it's better then being maid." she exclaimed.

Adam looked at her in confusion. "Welll...it's settled then." Suddenly the clock stroke midnight. "i guess the party is over..."