I know It may be a bit late but I'm so sorry if you're a victim or a family member is a victim to the Hurricane Katrina and the storm search which happened after it. I pray that you will all get through this difficult time.

Okay so let me explain how this goes Rogue is the Princess 'Aurora' and Remy is a Prince 'Phillip' who has to marry Rogue when he is older. But White Queen has a spell put on her as a baby. Her father and mother give her too the 3 fairies and let her have a life as a peasant girl. 16 years later one of her friends gets lost and ends up in a castle. The beast (Remy) captures him and Rogue must go to save him. So that's how it all begins. And I can't put the songs in as it is a rule that I can't do that.

So I got the reviews, thanks by the way. I just wanted you to know it may seem petty out there but soon you will get the picture, just stay with me and ull realise. AND NO THERE ARE NO POWERS!

Let the Romy begin….

Sleeping Beauty And The Beast

Chapter Three Banquet To Remember

Rogue was still crying on her bed. She wanted to see her aunts again, she wanted to be with them, she wanted them. And for the first time in her life she wanted to be in that small town she called home.

There was a 'clink clink clink' at the door. She got up and walked over to open the door. A tea pot entered and a cup behind her and their entourage.

"Who is it?" asked Rogue as she raised her head from her pillow which was dampened now.

"Irene, dear. I thought you might like a spot of tea." Rogue looked down to see an actual tea pot…talking to her.

"But you...ah...but...ah—" mumbled Rogue, amazed at the fact that she was talking to a tea pot.
Rogue got off her bed, scared and bumped into a wardrobe.

"Oof. Careful!" Rogue screamed and jumped on her bed.

"This is impossible—ah'm seein' thangs. Ah am not in a room with talkin' objects that are askin' me 'f ah want tea or not."

"I know it is strange, but here we are!" said the wardrobe. "I'm Betsy."

"Told ya she was pretty, mama, didn't I?" saodthe cup. Rogue gasped as she saw him.

"All right, now, Jamie. That'll do." said Irene. "The poor girls scared enough as it is." Irene poured tea into Jamie and Jamie hopped over to Rogue, who was stil very unsure to what was happening.

"Thank you." she said.

"That was a very brave thing you did, my dear." said Irene as she watched Rogue sip tea from Jamie.

"We all think so." added Betsy.

"But ah've lost mah friends, mah family, Charles, mah dreams, everything!" cried Rogue putting Jamie down as she covered her crying eyes with her hand.

"Cheer up, child. It'll turn out all right in the end. You'll see." Irene looked up to the clock. "Oops! Look at me, jabbering on, when there's a supper to get on the table. Jamie!"

"Bye!" saidJamie hopping out of the door with Irene.

Rogue stood and Betsy approached her.

"Well now luv, what shall we dress you in for dinner? Let's see what I've got in my drawers. You know, I was always known as the best dresser in this castle." One door opens from her wardrobe, the other served as an arm. It pulled out a golden dress. "Ah! There, you'll look ravishing in this one!"

"That's very kind o' you mam, but ah'm not goin' t' dinner." said Rogue ever so simply.

"Oh, but you must, the master is very strict and will not be please if you don't attend luv!" warned Betsy.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem. Dinner...is served." Rogue turned to the door to find Scott.

"Yeah that's good, but like ah said, ah'm not goin'." said Rogue. Scott's eyes opened wider. He waddled over to Rogue.

"What! No you have to, the master has demanded it so." said Scott.

"Ya know, ah've been meanin' t' ask you this question since ah met you…have you always had a pole up you're butt?" Betsy laughed but Scott fumed.

"Beg you're pardon, but you are supposed to be a lady." said Scott.

"Oh but ah am a lady, jus' haven't got the same manors o' one. An' what 'bout you, have you always been a clock!"

"Excuse me but I demand you to respect me."

"Respect you? Ya'll are the ones keepin' me 'ere, ah jus' wanna go home. Tell that 'master' o' yours that ah will not b' attending his dinner an' ah will not attend dinner with him…ever!" shouted Rogue.

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The Beast was pacing back and forth in front of fire, with Irene and Etienne looking on.

"What's takin' de fillie so long? I tol' 'er t' come down. Why isn' she 'ere yet!" shouted the beast.

"Oh, try to be patient, sir. The girl has lost her father and her freedom all in one day." said Irene.

"Uh, master. Have you thought that, perhaps, this girl could be the one to break the spell?" asked Etienne.

"O' course I have. I'm not a fool."

"Good. You fall in love with her, she falls in love with you, and--Poof!--the spell is broken! We'll be human again by midnight!" assured Etienne.

"Oh, it's not that easy, Etienne. These things take time. Love isn't an immediate thing." said Irene.

"But the rose has already begun to wilt." pointed out Etienne.

"It's no use. She's so beautiful, de mos' beautiful fillie I have ever seen, an' trust moi, I've been around. And I'm so...well, look at me! She'll never fall fo' moi!" growled The Beast.

"Oh, you must help her to see past all that master. Love isn't about beauty really; it's about the person beneath that. From what I've seen, she seems like a very fastidious girl." reassured Irene.

"She mus' b' t' do dat fo' dat man…but de t'ng is…I don' know 'ow t' show 'er de man wit' in moi…" said The beast, upset.

"Well, you can start by making yourself more presentable. Straighten up, try to act like a gentleman." said Irene.

Beast sat up, then straightened his face very formally.

"Ah yes, when she comes in, give her a dashing, debonair smile. Come, come. Show me the smile." said Etienne adding in.

Beast bared his ragged fangs in a scary, and yet funny grin.

"But don't frighten the poor girl."

"Impress her with your rapier wit."

"But be gentle."

"Shower her with compliments."

"But be sincere."

"And above all..."

"You must control your temper!" Irene and Etienne said at the same time.

The door creaked open. Beast whipped the silly face off, and looked to the door expectantly.

"Here she is!" said Etienne excited to see the romance bloom.

Instead Scott entered very formally.

"Uh, good evening." said Scott.

Beast went from expectant to mad.

"Well, where is she!"

"Who? Oh! The girl. Yes, the, ah, girl. Well, actually, she's in the process of, ah, um, circumstances being what they are, ah... she's not coming." said Scott, looking as though he was about to be clawed.

"WHAT!" shouted the Beast.

The door banged open and Beast came running out, with objects giving chase.

"Your grace! Your eminence! Let's not be hasty!"

Beast ran up to Rogue's room and banged loudly on the door.

"I thought I told you to come down to dinner!"

"Ah'm not hungry!" Rogue shouted from behind the door.

"You'll come out or I'll...I'll break down de door!"

"Master, I could be wrong, but that may not be the best way to win the girl's affections." interrupted Etienne.

"Please! Attempt to be a gentleman." pleaded Scott.

"But she is being so...difficult!" shouted beast getting more and more angrier.

"Gently, gently." ordered Irene. Beast sighed and turned to Rogue's door.

"Will you come down to dinner?" he asked very dejected.

"No!" Rogue shouted back.

Beast looked at the objects, with an expression that said "SEE!"

"Suave. Genteel." said Scott.

"It would give moi great pleasure f'you would join moi fo' dinner." said Beast trying to be formal, bowing the door.

"Ahem, ahem, we say 'please.'"

"…please." he said once again dejected.

"No, ah won' go t' dinner with something that took me away from mah home!" shouted Rogue.

" You can' stay in dere forever!" shouted The Beast, furiously.

"Watch me!" said Rogue provokingly.

"Fine! Then go ahead and STARVE!" shouted Beast. He then turned to face the objects. "f' she doesn' eat with me, den she doesn' eat at all!"

Beast ran back down the hall slamming adoor behind him causing a piece of ceiling to fall on Scott.

"That didn't go very well at all, did it? said Irene.

"Etienne stand watch at the door and inform me at once if there is the slightest change." ordered Scott.

"You can count on me, mon capitan." said Etienne standing in a guard pose next to the door.

"Well, I guess we better go downstairs and start cleaning up." moaned Irene.

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Beast entered his lair (west wing), knocking over and destroying things in his path.

"I ask nicely, but she refuses. What a...what does she want me to do--beg?
He picked up the magic mirror on the table. "Show moi de Gal!"

The magic mirror shone, then glowed green and
revealed Rogue in her bedroom talking to Betsy.

"Why the master's not so bad once you get to know him. Why don't you give him a chance?" pleaded Betsy.

"Ah don' wan' t' get to know him. Ah don' want t' have anything to do with him!" shouted Rogue, still disturbed by the attack.

Beast set the magic Mirror back on the table.

"I'm just fooling myself. She'll never see me as anything...but a monster."
Another petal falls off the rose.
"It's hopeless."

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Rogue had come down at midnight, she was hungry and very very thirsty. She didn't want to have dinner with the 'Beast'. As far as she was concerned he was an evil creature who she wanted nothing to do with.

On her way down she met Irene, Scott and Etienne. She had told them she was hungry and against Scott's wishes, Etienne prepared a dinner for Rogue.

"Ma chere, mademoiselle. It is with deepest pride and greatest pleasure that I welcome you tonight. And now, we invite you to relax. Let us pull up a chair as the dining room proudly presents...your dinner. Be our guest, be our guest, put our service to the test, tie your napkin 'round your neck, cherie and we provide the rest!"

A chair had wrapped a napkin around the neck of Rogue, who took it off and placed it on her lap. The chair's arms put it's hands on it's 'waist' as if it were mad.

"Soup du jour, hot hors d'oeuvres, why we only live to serve. Try the grey stuff, it's delicious, don't believe me? Ask the dishes!

Etienne offered Rogue a plate of hors d'oeuvres. She dipped her finger in one, and tasted it.

"They can sing, they can dance, after all, miss, this is France! And a dinner here is never second best! Go on unfold your menu, take a glance and then you'll be our guest, be our guest, be our guest!"

A cabinet at the end of the table opened to reveal a large china collection, which rolled out and began to perform. Etienne handed Rogue a menu, which she began to read.

"Beef ragout, cheese souffle, pie and pudding en flambe! We'll prepare and serve with flair, a culinary cabaret!"

Plates of food went dancing by, with Scott in the pudding. Etienne set his torch to it, and it exploded, turning Scott's face black with soot.

"You're alone and you're scared, but the banquet's all prepared! No one's gloomy or complaining, while the flatware's entertaining! We tell jokes, I do tricks with my fellow candlesticks."

ALL:"Come on and lift your glass, you've won your own free pass to be our guest, be our guest, be our guest!"

"Bravo! That was wonderful! Ah can defiantly say that was the best dinner ah have ever had."

"Thank you, thank you, mademoiselle. Yes, good show, wasn't it everyone. Oh, my goodness, will you look at the time. Now, it's off to bed, off to bed!"

"Oh, ah couldn' possibly go to bed now. It's my first time in an enchanted castle." pleaded Rogue.

"Enchanted? Who said anything about the castle being enchanted? It was you, wasn't it!" said Scott trying to hide it up and then blaming Etienne.

"Ah, um, figured it out for myself." said Rogue cocking her eyebrows up. "A'd like to look around, if that's alright?"

"Oh! Would you like a tour?" asked Etienne excited.

"Wait a second, wait a second. I'm not sure that's such a good idea. We can't let her go poking around in certain places, if you know what I mean." said Scott to Etienne.

"(Poking Scott in the belly -like the Pillsbury doughboy-)Perhaps you could take me. I'm sure you know everything there is to know about the castle." said Rogue flirty.

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"As you can see, the pseudo facade was stripped away to reveal a minimalist rococo design. Note the unusual inverted vaulted ceilings. This is yet another example of the neo-classic baroque period, and as I always say, if it's not baroque, don't fix it! Ha ha ha. Now then, where was I?" explained Scott. He turned around to discover Rogue and Etienne wasn't there, he looked on to see them infront of them and he quickly followed them. "ow, if I may draw your attention to the flying buttresses above the--mademoiselle?"

Scott turned back to the group and is one girl short. He saw her beginning to climb the grand staircase. He and Etienne ran up to her and jumped in front of her, blocking her progress upstairs.

"What's up there?" she asked.

"Where? Up there? Nothing. Absolutely nothing of interest at all in the West Wing. Dusty, dull, very boring." said Scott trying to cover it up.

"Oh, so that's the West Wing." sad Rogue. "Ah wonder what he's hiding up there."

"Hiding? The master is hiding nothing!" said Etienne.

"Then it wouldn't be forbidden." pointed out Rogue.

She stepped over them, but they dashed up and blocked her again.

"Perhaps mademoiselle would like to see something else. We have exquisite tapestries dating all the way back to..."

Again she stepped over them. "Maybe later sugah."

Etienne and Scott, again dashed infront of her feet, blocking her. "The gardens, or the library perhaps?"

" You have a library?" asked Rogue now with incredible intrest.

"Oh yes! Indeed! More books than you'll ever be able to read in a lifetime! Books on every subject ever studied, by every author who ever set pen to paper..."

Etienne and Scott began marching off and Rogue began to follow but her curiosity overtakes her and she turns back to the west wing. Her excitement began to dwindle tohugh when she entered the hallway leading to Beast's lait.

As she walked down the hall, she stopped to look in a mirror that had been shattered into severel pieces eacjh one reflecting her concerned look. She reached the end of the hall and found a closed door with gargoyle handles. She took a deep breath and reached out and opened the door.

Rogue was shocked by everything she saw. She wandered around, looking and knocked over a table but she caught it before it fell. She then turned her head and saw a shredded picture on the wall. The picture was hard to see, but Rogue saw the red on black demon eyes she has seen on The Beast.

She turned her head and saw a rose under the bell jar. She walked over to it, her eyes transfixed. She reached out, then lifted off the jar, leaving the rose unprotected. She reached up, brushed back the white strand of hair that has been repeatedly falling on her forehead, then reached out to touch the rose. As she neared it, a shadow fell over her. The Beast had been on the balcony, and saw her. He jumped back into the room, then slammed the jar back on the rose. He then turned his attention to Rogue.

"Why did you come here?" asked the beast growing angrier and angrier.

"I'm sorry, ah jus'…"

"I warned you never t' come here!"

"Ah didn' mean any harm." said Rogue.

"Do you realize what you could have done!" The Beast began to thrash at the furniture.

"Please, stop! No!" pleaded Rogue.

"Get out! GET OUT!"

Rogue turned and fled the room. Beast calmed down, then fell into despair, finally realizing that he may have destroyed his chances with Rogue.

She reached the stairway and grabbed her cloak. She rushed down the stairs, wrapping the cloak around her and bursting past a confused Etienne and Scott.

"Wh- Where are you going?" asked Etienne worried what might have happened.

"Promise or no promise, ah can' stay here another minute! Not with that beast!"

"Oh no, wait, please wait!" pleaded Scott.

Etienne tried to respond, but Rogue slammed the door behind her. He and Scott both bowed their heads in sadness.

Rogue ran outside in the forest on Phillipe. She began to ride through the forest, but Phillipe came to a stop. She looked up and saw wolves. She gasped, then pulled the reins and began to flee. She ran from side to side, making the wolves hit the trees. Phillipe ran out on a frozen pond, but his and Rogue's weight collapsed the ice. The wolves chased her into the water. Some began to drown, but Phillipe was able to get out of the water before anything serious happened. He ran into a clearing, but became surrounded by the wolves. He bucked, throwing Rogue off and wrapped the reins around a tree branch. The wolves began their attack on Phillipe, but Rogue came to his rescue and beat them away with a stick. One wolf grabbed the stick in its mouth and broke half of it off, leaving Rogue defenceless. Another leapt at her, grabbing the corner of her cloak and dragging her to the ground. She looked up and saw a wolf about to jump on top of her. It leapt and is caught in mid-air by the beast. He threw the wolf away, then stood behind them and Rogue. They lunged at each other. One ripped a hole in the beast's shoulder, and the others focus their attack on that spot. Finally, beast threw a wolf against a tree, knocking it out. The others turned and ran in fear. Beast turned back to Rogue, and looked at her despairingly, then collapsed. Rogue, grateful to be alive, turned back to Phillipe and began to get on, but her conscience took over. She looked to the Beast.

'Ah can' leave 'im there, can ah?' Rogue thought. 'But he is an evil creature, he's so angry inside an' scary…by the saved mah life…an' ah guess ah owe him. But 'f ah do ah'd have t' stay with him forever an' ah don' wanna do that! Though he'd freeze out 'ere alone…No ah have t' go…' Rogue was about to get back on Phillipe when she looked over to The Beast again. She sighed and walked over to him slowly.

Rogue and Phillipe walk back to the castle, with Beast on the horse's back…

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