Beauty & the Beast: The Tale Continues
Chapter 43 - A New Belle, Part 1
Author's Note: Disney is the rightful owner of this franchise. I just own the story.
Also, I'm sure that there are those on here who have an idea in their head on what a pregnant version of Emma Watson's Belle would be like, so I apologize if what I write is not up to some of your expectations... my version is just a tad bit exaggerated.
Oh, and my apologies if you have not been getting emails that tell you a new chapter has been published. I am not sure if it's on my end, or a FF system issue... I just know that I am trying my best to fix this, so for now, to all my readers, please continue checking in every now and then to see if a new chapter has been added...
3 Months Later [September]
While Adam was sound asleep in their bed, Belle was currently standing in front of a mirror, wearing only her undergarments as she looked at her reflection.
Her stomach now had a normal-sized bulge, and she could definitely tell that a baby was starting to grown inside of her.
Unfortunately, not every pregnancy is perfect, so there were some... side effects that she, Adam, and everyone else had to deal with.
The first month had been nothing but peace and happiness, but when she entered her second match, things did not exactly turn out so well for her.
Almost every other morning, once Belle had awoken, she would quickly leap out of bed, and go to the nearest chamber pot to throw up whatever contents were inside of her stomach.
To make matters worse, it would be several minutes until Belle was completely done with throwing up, but almost every time she finished, the pain that she felt brought her to tears, and so, the ones who tried comforting her were Adam and Mrs. Potts, who completely understood what the young woman was going through.
"It's alright, deary... just let it all out."
"Thank you, Mrs. Potts, but... I just want this month to be over!"
"Oh, I know you do, sweetheart... don't worry, it'll be September soon enough."
Morning sickness was not the only thing that Belle had been going through during her second month... almost every night, once the two of them were ready for bed, Belle would start to kiss him passionately, and a few minutes later, their clothes would be lying on the ground.
"Belle... we do need to... sleep eventually..."
"Adam... just shut up, please."
And the so-called cherry on the top was when Belle suddenly had a craving to eat or drink something that she would normally never consume, with (to Lumiere's amusement) the food items being soup du jour, hot hors d'oeuvres, and "the grey stuff", as well as beef ragout, cheese soufflé, and even pie and pudding, en flambé.
"Why in the world would she want to eat this sort of stuff?" Adam had asked, and Lumiere had responded with a shrug.
"I am not quite sure, Master... but I would hate to see what your wife would be like if I denied her request."
Unfortunately, Adam would learn soon enough what the consequence was by not giving a pregnant Belle what she wanted.
[Several Weeks Ago]
"What's taking so long?" growled an irritated Belle, as she paced back and forth in the dining room. "I told him to come down... why isn't he here yet?"
"Easy, madame, you heard what Lumiere said earlier," reminded Plumette. "Once the Master finishes with overlooking the overseas account documents, then he will come straight down here to eat dinner."
"Oh, so a pile of parchment is suddenly more important than me?" questioned B elle, and Mrs. Potts quickly shook her head in disagreement.
"Of course not, deary, he's just trying to be a more responsible ruler, that's all... the master will show up here any minute now."
Now becoming silent, Belle continued to walk back and forth by the fireplace while Plumette turned to look at Mrs. Potts. "How are you so relaxed about this?"
"Because I know what she's going through," replied the housekeeper. "I have a son, remember?"
Suddenly, the door began to open, and Mrs. Potts said, "You see, madame? There he... oh, Cogsworth..."
"Good, um, evening," said the former mantle clock, who had a sheepish expression on his face. "How is everything?"
Belle let out a groan, and exclaimed, "Cogsworth, where is he?"
"Who? Oh, right, the master," replied Cogsworth, with a nervous chuckle. "Right, he is in the process of... eh, circumstances being what they are..."
"Cogsworth!"
The head of the household gulped, and he replied, "He, uh... is not quite finished yet, madame. The master just needs a little more ti-"
"You'd better run, Cogsworth," said Mrs. Potts, referring to the fact that Belle did not look happy right now.
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"Therefore, it is of high importance that the requirements regarding the..."
Adam groaned, and hung his head on the desk. "Why does stuff like this have to be so boring, Lumiere?"
"I wish I knew the right answer for that, Master," replied the kind-hearted servant. "But the good news is that you are almost done with looking it over, and then, you can enjoy a lovely-"
Wham!
Closing the door behind him rather swiftly, Cogsworth took a few deep breaths, and said, "Master... I don't think that... your wife is very happy... about you not being done yet."
Adam sighed, and he slowly laid back in his chair, saying, "Well... perhaps I should take a break, then... is she still in-"
Knock-knock-knock!
"That's her!" cried Cogsworth, who headed over to stand in the nearest corner of Adam's study.
"Why are you so afraid, my friend?" asked Lumiere.
The majordomo pointed at the door, and replied, "Because you have not yet seen the way that she looks!"
Knock-knock-knock!
"Oh, come now, Cogsworth, she cannot be that bad," said Lumiere, who boldly walked towards the door to open it. "How are you, ma... oh, Chip, what a surprise!"
"Hi, Lumiere," said the little boy. "Do you know where my mother is at?"
"Um... I believe she is in the dining room," replied the former candelabra.
Chip nodded his head, thanking Lumiere before walking away, and the servant turned around to deliver a smug smile towards Cogsworth.
"I still don't see any reason for you to stay there, my friend."
Cogsworth was about to roll his eyes, but then, his skin color started to become more pale, and he pointed again at the door. "That is why I am afraid, Lumiere."
"Cogsworth, I am surprised at you! Belle is not even that - aaahh!"
[AN: For those who have not seen Emma Watson in "This Is The End", you won't understand this reference.]
He had turned around to find himself face-to-face with a very upset Belle, who was also now holding onto a halberd. "Where is he, Lumiere?"
While the former candelabra went to join Cogsworth in the corner, Adam stood up, and said, "Belle, just relax, and put that back in the armory... I was actually about to be on my way to-"
"Liar!" exclaimed Belle, who then glared at Lumiere and Cogsworth. "The both of you, get me something to drink right now!"
"Um... w-what would you like to-" Lumiere started to say, but Cogsworth quickly shook his head.
"She needs to relax first, you fool, if we are expected to-"
"I'm not playing around!" yelled Belle, and she started to swing the weapon around, with Adam ducking his head so that he would avoid decapitation.
"Well, don't just stand there, Lumiere, we have to get her a drink!"
So, after the two servants made a dash towards the kitchen, Belle turned her attention back to her husband. "As for you..."
"Belle, just relax," said Adam, speaking in a soothing tone. "There is no need to-"
"You'd rather stay in this room than eat dinner with me?" exclaimed Belle, who was now quickly starting to cry.
Trying to be humorous, Adam shrugged, and replied, "Well, at one point, you did say that you would rather starve than-"
He stopped his sentence after seeing Belle starting to break down into tears, as well as dropping the weapon to the ground.
"Oh, Belle..." Adam walked over to his wife, embracing her in his arms, and she started crying against his chest.
"I'm sorry for taking so long, my love... but don't worry, I fully plan on..."
The next thing he knew, however, Belle was now kissing him on the lips, and Adam couldn't help but return the favor... that is, until she started to try and remove his clothes.
"Belle, please, not just yet," said Adam, pulling himself away from her. "At least wait until we eat something first."
"I've already found my meal," replied Belle, who then closed - and locked - the door behind her.
Curse these pregnancy side-effects, thought Adam, who let out a sigh. "Belle, let's be reasonable here... my study is not exactly the best place for us to-"
"Adam... you know you can't talk your way out of this."
Dropping his shoulders in defeat, Adam had a slight frown on his face as he thought, Well, at least, she hasn't been this way in the library yet.
[Present]
Now wearing the rest of her clothes, Belle began to try and wake him up.
"Adam? Wake up... Adam, please, wake up."
After feeling his shoulder being moved back and forth several times, the young prince let out a small groan, and he said, "Belle, I love you from the bottom of my heart... but if you woke me up just so we could-"
"I'm a little scared, Adam," said Belle, which completely surprised and awakened Adam.
"What's wrong, my love? Why are you afraid?"
The young woman looked down at her growing belly, and she said, "I... am just... nervous and a... little afraid about... (sigh) am I going to be a good mother, especially at my age?"
"Belle, don't be ridi-" Adam started to say, but then, he remembered that he needed to be careful when saying certain words around her. "Belle, your age is nothing to be really concerned about."
Then, Adam wrapped his arm around Belle, and gave her a comforting smile.
"You would be an absolutely wonderful mother... all the things you'd be able to teach our son-"
"Come again?" interrupted Belle, who began to laugh. "What makes you think a boy is in here?"
Adam shrugged his shoulders. "Father's intuition, I suppose... plus, I already have one troublesome princess to deal with."
Belle rolled her eyes, but gave Adam a playful smirk. "Well, my intuition is telling me that I'm going to be having a girl."
"It's a boy, Belle."
"No, Adam, it's a girl."
"Boy!"
"Girl!"
"Gir - wait, no, I am not falling for that... I still think you're having a boy."
"Well, what about twins?"
Adam groaned, recognizing the voice of the person that just spoke, while Belle said, "Oh, come on, he's not that bad of a person, Adam."
"To you, he isn't, but I find him as unwelcoming as a cockroach... could you not have stayed away longer?"
Raphael smirked at Adam, and replied, "I could have, but I wanted to see how the only princess that I know was doing... so, how are you, Belle?"
"I'm fine, Raphael," said the young woman. "Except now, my stomach is a little bigger than the last time you saw me."
"I can see that," replied Raphael, letting out a chuckle. "I also see that your-"
"Do you not think before you speak, you numbskull?" growled an irritated Adam.
"Eh, not always, I'm afraid," replied the former soldier. "But I'm starting to think that I interrupted a special moment between the two of you, so I will just be going to a different part of the castle."
As he walked away, Adam rolled his eyes, and muttered, "I swear, Belle, one of these days, I am going to just-"
"Alright, Adam, I'll have a talk with him," replied an amused Belle. "But you and I both know that you, at least, like having him around here."
Adam scoffed at his wife's statement, and said, "If I did, then that part of me is very minimal... and when will I learn what-"
"I will tell you when I feel comfortable enough to tell you, Adam. Is that alright with you?"
"As long as you don't go running off right now to get some sort of weapon, then, yes, I can be fine with that."
AN: Coming up next... my version of a Beauty and the Beast Halloween celebration... and, yes, I am aware that they probably did not celebrate this holiday in France, but there's no way I am passing on the chance of having Belle dress up as a "witch" ;) or just wear something similar to Agathe in her Enchantress form