Valentine's Day Disney Style Chapter 2: The Sequel, a disney fanfic

Valentine's Day-Disney Style 2!

A/N: Okay, maybe I've got a few more ideas lurking around in my head…

Disclaimer: All Disney characters are not mine! Not mine, not mine, not mine! There… Now that this disclaimer is done, let's get on with the sequel! Roll it!

Enchantment plays a rather big part of Valentine's Day. And enchantment is also a part of Beauty and the Beast. We continue from where the original movie stopped.

An Enchanted Valentine's

(By the way, Jean is the French version of John. Just in case you guys flame me for giving the prince a girl's name)

Belle and her Prince, whose name she still hadn't found out, danced till the end of the waltz. As she curtsied, she glanced up. His familiar blue eyes had a twinkle in it. Belle stood up and took his arm.

"You know, I still don't know your name."

He grinned. "Maybe during Valentine's Day. It's in a week. And after a week, you shall be my bride, no, mademoiselle?"

Belle smiled. Her beautiful engagement ring was hidden from sight by her gloves but she knew it was there. "Hmmm…"

He winked and walked to the edge arm-in-arm with her. Lumiere took the stage along with the French maid, Nicolette. "And now, ladies and gentlemen, DANCE!"

Maurice bowed, took Mrs. Potts by the hand and led her to the center along with the ex-wardrobe, Fifi who was dragging Cogsworth by the arm. Belle and her Prince sat in two thrones watching them dance.

She smiled seeing her father. It wasn't every day that he found a charming lady to dance with. Belle glanced sideways at the Prince. He was chuckling at Lumiere and Cogworth's antics. He seemed changed now. But something still worried her a little. She was afraid that he would go back to being the selfish man he was when the enchantress cast the spell on him. Belle had changed him but how changed was he, she didn't know. He'd learned to love and be compassionate, but was he kind? Would he be a good ruler?

Maybe was the operative word nowadays.

"Belle?"

She turned to face the prince who was looking concernedly at her. "You all right?"

Belle smiled and took his hand. "Of course." He nodded and turned to the ballroom. Everyone was busy dancing to the tune when the prince felt a tug at his sleeve. It was Chip or rather Daniel.

"Yes, Daniel?"

"Will you allow Belle to dance with me? Pretty please?"

The prince laughed softly and nodded. He pushed Daniel to Belle.

"Belle?"

She looked and smiled at the little boy. "Yes?"

He stuck out his hand. "Do you wanna dance?"

Belle smiled and glanced at the prince. "His highness says it's okay. He won't get mad." The prince grinned in response.

"Mais oui, monsieur! Lead the way."

She took Daniel's hand and walked with him out to the room. The prince gazed at the dancing Belle. She would be a great queen. She had, after all, taught him to love. And in doing so, he had earned her love. Love reminded him of the coming Valentine's Day. The library had been his gift but now he had no other gift to give. It had to come from the heart. She wasn't like any other girl, wanting pretty dresses or jewelry. He sighed. He wasn't sure that his name would be enough.

Oh, well, he thought. I'm sure I can come up with something in a week.

Five days later, the prince was worried. Worried, nervous, agitated and was about to fly into a very Beast-like rage when he was quickly pacified by his servants. The loyal Lumiere, Cogsworth and Mrs. Potts.

"Now, now, master. Surely you know what Belle would like! After all, you are due to marry ze girl only a few days after Valentine's!"

The prince sighed. "I know she loves books but I've already given her the library!"

Mrs. Potts put a finger to her chin as she thought. "How about if I asked her for you, master? Would that make it easier for you?"

The prince looked gratefully at the motherly woman. "Thank you. That would be most helpful."

She found Belle who was, as usual, in the library, reading a story to Daniel and the ex-footstool. "Belle, my dear, can I speak to you for a moment?"

Belle smiled. "Of course. Here, Daniel. Why don't you read to him?"

She handed the storybook to the little boy and followed Mrs. Potts to a far corner of the library. "Yes, Mrs. Potts?"

"Valentine's Day is only two days away."

"Yes, I know." "Well, I was wondering. What that nice father of yours would like?"

Belle smiled. "Oh, I'm sure Papa would love whatever you gave him."

"Oh, I'd like to know what he'd really like. I thought maybe since you are his daughter, you'd know what he'd like."

Belle looked away for a moment. "Well, Papa would like a new sweater…"

"Oh, that I could do." Mrs. Potts glanced at her. "What would you like for Valentine's, dear? I'm sure his highness won't have any trouble getting anything."

"Oh, Mrs. Potts. I just want, well, I just hope he won't go back to being the prince that the enchantress met. I can't help but be a little doubtful that he won't turn into that selfish, bratty prince he once was."

Mrs. Potts chuckled. "Belle, Belle. You changed him. He won't be like that. Not now, not ever."

Belle still looked doubtful but smiled anyway. "Thank you, Mrs. Potts. I better get back to reading."

Mrs. Potts hurried off. She had the most wonderful idea for a Valentine's Day present.

"Can I open my eyes now?"

"Not yet. Watch your step." The prince led her up the stairs and into a horse drawn carriage. As they sat, Belle felt the horses start to move.

"Come on. I didn't have to keep my eyes closed this long the last time."

"Just a little more. I promise."

"Well, all right."

The horses trotted on and after a while, they stopped. The prince led her out and they walked on for two minutes. "All right. Now."

Belle opened her eyes to find herself in her own small village. "What…what's this?"

"Belle, I know you don't really feel sure that I've changed. I want to show you that I have. It's not romantic but for the whole day, I'm going to prove I've changed."

Belle smiled. "Oh and before I forget. My name is Jean."

"Come on then, Jean. Let's go!"

So, they spent the day helping the poor, taking care of the orphans, basically doing community service willingly. Most of the tasks Belle had to teach him while some he could do on his own. By the end of the day, the villagers were very thankful to the two and they gave Belle and Prince Jean gifts of food, cloth and Belle's favourite things: books.

On the carriage ride back, Belle glanced at Jean. He was quietly sleeping; a little snore making it's way out. Belle ran her fingers through his untied long hair, feeling reassured of the change in him. His eyelids opened slowly revealing the blue eyes that looked straight at her.

"Hey."

"I just wanted to let you know how sweet it was of you to well, do work on Valentine's Day."

Jean sat up and took her hand. "I'm sorry it wasn't romantic but I, I thought that you would want more than chocolates or flowers or promises I didn't intend to keep."

Belle laughed. "I didn't want chocolates or any of those things. I didn't expect anything for Valentine's Day."

Jean smiled as the carriage came to a stop in front of the castle. He helped her out and led her to the gardens. Bending, he picked a red rose from a rose bush.

"Happy Valentine's Day, Belle."

Taking the rose, she smiled, threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. Jean wrapped her in his arms, holding her firmly. From the same window that overlooked the gardens, Mrs. Potts, Lumiere and Cogsworth sighed. "There's definitely something there that wasn't there before."

They smiled at each other before saying in unison the word that summed the whole scene up.

"L'amour…"

L'amour indeed. Now, we go to Andy's Bedroom in the United States of America! Where the cast of Toy Story and Toy Story 2 live!

Matchmaker, Matchmaker, Make Me A Match...

Andy had grown into his teens. His 13th birthday had been a complete success. Since he was 13, no one gave him new toys. But now, the toys had a couple of CD's to dance to. Hamm and Wheezy had already performed more concerts than anyone could count with the Barbie dolls as backup singers. Apparently, there had been talks about a house tour.

Today however was a month after Andy's birthday and ever since then, all the boy could talk about was someone named Suzie Quentin. Woody and the rest of the toys had spent most of the nights wondering who this mysterious Suzie was. Bo, Jessie and Mrs. Potato Head had already explained about 'crushes' as well as Valentine's Day before they went on loan to Andy's friend. Apparently he had younger girl cousin visiting.

Valentine's Day gave Woody, Buzz, Mr. Potato Head and all the attached toys something new to worry about. None of them had any idea what to do. Incidentally the only known attached toys were the aforementioned Woody, Buzz and Potato Head. Rex, Hamm, Wheezy, Slinky, Bullseye and the rest all had their own ideas and advice to give.

"Think, think, think!"

Buzz looked lazily at the pacing cowboy doll. "Woody. You've been repeating that for the past hour."

Woody gave Buzz a look that could kill. "Buzz. There is only three days till this Valentine's Day. I have nothing for Bo. Am I getting this into your thick PLASTIC HEAD!?"

Buzz's eyes were wide as he nodded. Realization made its way to the spaceman's face. "I've got nothing for Jessie! What am I gonna do? What am I gonna do?!"

"Already tried those questions. Couldn't think of a thing."

Two hours later…

"Think, think, think, think…"

"Whoa, boys. Stop before you wear a trench in the wood!"

They looked up to find Slinky, Hamm and Rex. All three had been watching amusedly from a corner. Even now, they wore grins on their faces. Woody and Buzz had been too busy pacing and worrying to notice the snickering.

"Hamm, not now."

"Ah, love. How we love it and hate it at the same time."

"Slinky, this is no time to get philosophical."

Suddenly they heard footsteps were heard just outside. "Everyone! Positions!"

They all scrambled to their places just as Andy opened the door. Throwing his schoolbooks onto the desk, he sighed as he sat. He took the Science book, a piece of paper and promptly started to write. Only this was no report on photosynthesis. Before he knew it, he'd scrawled Suzie's name all over the white sheet.

Realizing what he'd just done, Andy scrunched up the paper, tossed it into the trash and groaned. "What am I gonna do………" muttered Andy.

He looked at Woody and Buzz. "You got any advice? I've loved this girl for the past year. But she doesn't know I'm alive. I mean, sure we've waved to each other and said hi but………this girl is amazing! I don't have the guts to have a two minute talk with her, much less ask her out to the dance on the 14th-"

He stared at the two toys.

"Listen to me. I'm asking advice from you two."

"Andy! Dinner!"

Getting up from his chair, Andy ran downstairs slamming the door on the way out.

Woody jumped up, his face aghast. "Man, Andy has got it worse than the both of us, Buzz! We gotta help him!"

Buzz nodded. "But how?"

"First, meeting with the toys." He whistled for attention. "Guys! We've got a situation on our hands! Let's get to work!"

One meeting, dozens of red construction paper, two pairs of scissors, a tube of glue and a box of crayons later…

With a yawn, Buzz scrunched up his bit of paper and tossed it behind him. "Ow! Watch it, Buzz!"

"Sorry, Potato."

Rex stumbled past him with some paper glued over his eyes. "Buzz? A little help? Hello? Anyone?" He fell with a crash onto some of the rubber toys. "Ow…"

Buzz shook his head and looked at Woody who was busy digging through the drawer for a lace or a doily. "Woody, are you sure this is gonna work?"

"It's the only thing I could think of."

Buzz sighed as he resumed cutting. Hamm and Mr. Potato Head were arguing over what colour to use.

"Blue!"

"Pink!"

"Blue!"

"Pink!"

"Blue!"

"Pink!"

"Ah HAH! Whoa, whoa, WHOA!" Woody promptly fell off the drawer with some doily bits in his hand.

"Woody! You okay?!"

"Yee Ha…" He got up dizzily and handed the bits to Slinky who was gluing the rest of the white frilly stuff to the edge of the red paper heart they were making.

Finally, about an hour later, the toys stood proudly over their Valentine. It was a big red heart-shaped Valentine's card with the words, "Please will you be my date for the dance?" Wheezy had solved the blue-pink argument by using white crayon to match the edge.

"Yes, mom! I have done my homework!" The toys had barely time to get to their positions before Andy came in muttering, "Well, almost anyway."

His bare feet touched the red card and he looked down. Andy's eyes widened as he picked it up. Looking around, he saw his toys. Bewilderment filled his face then disbelief then realization. He took the card, and stuffed it into his backpack.

Andy turned to his toys. "Well, I'm not sure whether it was you but thanks anyway." Just as he turned out the light, he spotted some red paper bit stuck to Rex's head.

He thought for a moment.

"Nah." And he went to bed.

On the 14th of February, Valentine's Day, as Andy was at the dance along with Suzie Quentin, the toys were having their own dance with Hamm as emcee and guest star singers. Woody and Buzz had performed their 'You Got A Friend In Me' number and were now laughing hysterically at Hamm and Slinky's comedy routine.

Suddenly, Woody felt himself being pulled to the back. Bo had hooked him by the neck. "I heard about what you did for Andy. I must say, that was very sweet of you."

Woody turned pink. "Oh, well, uh, hehe! You know me, sweet! Hehe…"

The feel of Bo's lips on his own silenced Woody.

They broke apart. "You're cute when you care."

"Rrowr!"

"Woody! Not here!"

"Aw, let em' look!"

Meanwhile, Jessie had pulled Buzz off to the other side of the room.

"I gotta say, Buzz. What you did for Andy was well, mighty sweet."

"Well, uh, I helped. I didn't, um Woody thought of the whole thing and…"

Jessie shook her head and pecked Buzz on the cheek. He instantly turned red. "Uh, gee, uh, um, thanks."

"Save it, space boy." Needless to say, those two didn't get to hear the rest of the comedy routine.

And Mr. and Mrs. Potato Head? They say their lips are still attached thanks to some conveniently placed glue.

Mr. Potato Head merely winked.

Aaaw. Now here's a story some of you might relate to. Hold your breath! We're going into the sea!

Love Is Like A Melody

Ariel brushed out her long red hair as she prepared for bed. Eric was reading a bunch of reports. She turned from the mirror and slipped under the covers. "How was your day, dear?"

"Oh, the usual. Frustrations, decisions to make, frustrations………"

Ariel chuckled and kissed him on the cheek. "Dear, Melody's been complaining about how we don't give her enough independence."

"Not enough independence! Darling, we let her go to the sea anytime she wants!"

"I know. It's the on-land part. She says she can't go any where without you sending some bodyguards after her. She says they intimidate everyone she meets. Even her friends."

"Well, that's part of being a princess. I have to make sure she's safe."

Ariel smiled. "Maybe we need to give her more room to grow, huh? After all, she is sixteen. I was begging for independence at that age."

Eric smiled at her then kissed her on the forehead. "Very well, I'll lay off a little with the bodyguards."

"Wonderful. Good night. I'll see you in the morning."

"Night."

The next morning, Melody was delighted to hear that her bodyguards wouldn't be tagging along. Her mother winked at her. "Thank you, daddy! Thanks, mom. Well, I'm off to the sea. I'll see you around!" Her parents shook their heads as they watched her run off.

At the edge of the sea, she slipped off her shoes and dress to reveal a swimming outfit underneath. Wading out further to sea, she soon had to hold her breath and dived deeper into the ocean. For her fifteenth birthday, King Triton had given her a most wonderful gift. She would turn into a mermaid as soon as it was impossible for a human to breathe. And change she did.

Her ebony hair was let loose and her pair of legs turned into a pinkish red tail. Seashells covered her essentials and a long string of pearls hung around Melody's waist. She smiled as Atlantica came into sight. First thing to do was to greet her grandfather.

King Triton as usual was on his throne. Noticing Melody, he smiled and waved the seahorse away. "Melody! Good to see you!"

"Hi, Grandfather." Grandfather and granddaughter hugged.

"So, what's on the agenda today?"

"I don't know. Maybe just hang out with Sebastian and stuff."

Triton chuckled and nodded. "I won't keep you then. Go on. Only tell me when you're going home, all right?"

"Yes, grandpa. Bye!" She swam out leaving a trail of bubbles behind. King Triton shook his head. She reminded him a lot of Ariel.

Along the way, Melody met her aunts who were still unmarried except for her Aunt Aquata and Aunt Arista. "Good morning, Aunt Allana, Aunt Adella, Aunt Andrina, Aunt Atina." She panted, trying to catch her breath.

"Good morning, Melody!"

They swam off. Melody went to find her crustacean friend. Her other friends, Flip and Dash had gone back to the Arctic. Her thoughts wandered from one thing to another when suddenly she bumped into something.

"Oof!"

Her head spinning for a minute, Melody shook her head to clear it. When she could see again, she saw a blonde, green-eyed merboy looking concernedly at her.

"Are you all right, miss?"

"Yeah, I'm okay. Sorry about that. I, uh, wasn't watching where I was going."

"It's okay. My fault as well." Melody smiled and stuck out her hand. "I'm Melody."

The merboy grinned and kissed the stretched out hand. "Enchanted. I'm Zack."

Melody felt a faint red rush to her cheeks as he let go of her hand.

"So, um, how come I haven't seen you around these parts?"

"Oh, I um, I, I'm on a, a visit! From the, the, Hindi Ocean!" Melody giggled nervously.

Zack had a confused look on his face but changed it into a smile. "Okay. Hey, why don't I show you around?"

Melody as Triton's granddaughter knew Atlantica well, but being sixteen and faced with an extremely cute merboy, what're you gonna do?

"Sure! I'd like that."

And for the rest of the afternoon, Zack and Melody went sight seeing in Atlantica. Melody occasionally blurted out some little known fact that rather surprised Zack.

Her answer?

"Oh, some of the people I knew visited Atlantica and told me..." and a nervous chuckle.

By evening, Melody suddenly remembered her parents and her grandfather. "I better get going, Zack. My parents expect me home before sundown."

"Oh, uh, sure. But, will I see you again?"

Melody laughed. "Count on it." With a wave, she swam off. After making sure he had gone, Melody went into the palace, said goodbye to her grandfather and went back to the surface.

Entering the palace, she found her parents waiting for her. "You've never gone the whole day before, honey. What happened?"

"Oh, I had so much fun, I didn't notice the time. Well, gotta go wash up! Bye!" She sped off.

Ariel and Eric exchanged looks.

For the next week, Melody spent more time under the sea than on land. It worried Eric and Ariel a little. Sure, Melody had always loved the sea but spending a whole week there? She'd even asked their permission to sleep over in Atlantica. Although only for a night, Ariel grew suspicious. What was going on?

She decided to find out for herself. After Melody had disappeared beneath the waves, Ariel called Scuttle.

"Ask Flounder to find out what Melody's up to."

With a salute, he flew off. That evening, Scuttle came back with, "startling news."

"She's with a BOY! A merboy! The opposite of mermaid! A BOY!!!"

Ariel rubbed her ears after the last squawk. "All right, Scuttle. Thanks."

Another salute and he flew back to his nest. Ariel went straight to Eric and told him what Scuttle had told her. "Melody? With a merboy?"

"Should we do anything?"

Eric thought for a moment. "No. She'd probably resent us interfering. We'd better just be there for her in case anything should go wrong."

Ariel nodded fervently but still harboured a small worry for her only daughter.

That worry was confirmed when her daughter came home the next afternoon with red eyes.

"Melody? What's wrong, honey?"

"Nothing, mom. Absolutely nothing." She ran up the stairs to her room, a sob bouncing off the marble pillars and walls.

That night, a servant reported that, "Miss Melody isn't hungry and won't be coming for dinner."

Eric threw Ariel a worried look. After what Ariel had told him, he was a bit worried himself. "You better talk to her, Ariel."

Ariel nodded, set her napkin on her chair and went up to Melody's room. A knock on the door prompted no response. Pushing open the door silently, she found Melody on the bed, her sobs muffled by the damp pillow her head was buried into.

Somehow this seemed familiar to Ariel. It was what she used to do when she was upset.

She sat on the edge of Melody's bed, not too sure what to do. So, Ariel just sat there and stroked Melody's hair. Melody looked up and tried to smile but failed miserably. "Mom?"

"Hey. You wanna tell me what's wrong?"

She sniffed in reply.

"I guess not. Here." She handed her a tissue box. Melody gratefully took it and wiped her cheeks. "Now, do you wanna tell me?"

Melody stared at the tissue for a while then sighed. "You know how I've been going to Atlantica so often?"

"Do I know? Your place at the table's been empty for a whole week."

"Funny. Well, I was hanging around with a merguy, Zack."

"Let me guess. Cute?"

Melody sighed again. "More than you know, mom. Today, he, he…" Melody couldn't speak.

"It's okay, sweetie. You don't have to tell me."

"No, I'm feeling a little better. Anyway, I found out today that, he had a girlfriend all along! Just when I liked him so much!"

Ariel shook her head and hugged her daughter. "Oh, sweetie, I'm sorry."

A few sobs later, Melody raised her head. "I know it's pretty silly of me to go crying over this but, mom, he seemed so perfect! We had so much in common! Then, she had to come along!"

"Don't worry, darling. There'll be others, you'll see. Who was this girl anyway?"

"Some girl named Wenlina or something. She was pretty mean when she saw me with Zack."

"Hey, it's Zack's loss and some other boy's gain."

"Did you ever go through something like that before, mom?"

Ariel chuckled. "When I was fifteen, there was this boy…"

Mother and daughter spent the whole night talking.

When Ariel got into bed, Eric greeted her with a smile. "I guess everything went well?"

"She let me tuck her in. I suppose so."

"What was the problem?"

"Boy trouble, heartache, boy-didn't-tell-me-he-had-a-girlfriend."

"So this is why I'm glad sometimes that I'm not a teenager anymore."

"Hmm. I've got an idea."

Eric's eyes widened. "Dear, please don't."

"Night, Eric."

Eric sighed. This was what you got for having a headstrong mermaid as a wife.

"Mom could I… oh!"

Ariel smiled to see her daughter. "Yes, Melody? What is it?"

The tall seventeen-year-old boy turned as well and his eyes widened. "Melody?!"

Said girl frowned. "Zack."

Ariel's mouth hung open slightly. "Uh oh…"

Melody stalked out of the room without another word. "Your highness, I um…"

"Go."

He sped off. Ariel put a hand to her head. "When I said sixteen and seventeen-year-old boys, I didn't say merboys…" She got up from her throne and headed to her room. Eric was out although he was due to return any minute now.

She heard a knock on the door and in came her husband with a package in his hands. "Hey, Ariel. Did Operation Boy work?"

"The boy I picked turned out to be the same boy who caused our daughter so much heartache."

Eric winced. "Ouch."

"Yeah. Somehow our daughter isn't the only one with the ability to turn into a mermaid and a human."

"Your father must've had something to do with this." Said Eric as he sat beside Ariel.

"I'll bet." She noticed the wrapped box. "What's that?"

Eric smiled and handed her the box. "Open it and see."

She opened it and found a necklace made of seashells and pearls. "I looked all over the kingdom for something but well, I only found this suitable enough for you. Happy Valentine's Day."

Ariel with a grin, threw her arms around his neck and kissed him.

It took them a while to break apart. Both of them were breathing heavily when they heard laughter. They headed towards the window that overlooked the rose bush garden. There, sitting on the ground were Melody and Zack. Both were laughing.

Of course, Ariel and Eric turned away respectfully when Zack leaned in to kiss their daughter.

"I'm guessing that young man will be here for a long time?"

"You guess well, dear."

Well, this is about it! Unless I think up some more! Maybe with non-human like characters. I can't promise anything but well, wait and see! Thanks for the past reviews, all!