Note : Laurence as the narrator again, so I=Laurence

I've heard my Beast or my Prince's roar even from my locked room. It was a deafening sound, that no human could ever make, there definitely was something beastly about him, even though I saw him as a man, and not a Beast. But he was in reality a Beast, not a man, I reminded myself sadly when I heard his animalistic voice :

"If she won't have dinner with me, she won't have anything to eat at all for tonight!"

I thought to myself locked in my own room, after I dried my tears : "No dinner? Fine. I won't be eating anything from him anyway, since he didn't invite me nicely to dinner." But maybe this was asking too much for him to ask me kindly to dinner, since he was a beast, and moreover a Prince who believed he owned everything in this world. "He's the Heir to France's throne, after all." It was understandable he was this way. But still, I couldn't help but to compare him to the humble, good and honest guys in my century. I still said to myself : "Though there are some assholes who don't treat women right, who rape and etc. And don't forget, women playing men too, then breaking their hearts." And I concluded my era wasn't perfect either. "Maybe there's no such thing as a perfect era in this world. Some progress, some improvement, but nothing was perfect and perfection is a kind of idealistic utopia." For example, my wish for equality of genders still didn't come true in my own era, some men took advantage of women, but women did that to men too, and women could be abusive to men as well. And both genders can be cheaters, not only women or men.

I was musing about this as I had nothing to do, since I didn't have any dinner this evening. That was okay for me since I told myself I wasn't hungry, but in truth, I was really starving. As Cogsworth didn't come again in my room and there was no clock on my white wall, I couldn't know what time it was now. I had been thinking about these things for maybe some hours or two, or 3-4 hours? I didn't know exactly anymore, but my tummy was getting hungry, even though I refused to admit it. I still of course, obstinately refused to go down to dinner with the Master of this House, the Beast. If I did so, it'd mean me admitting defeat, and that wasn't something I was ready to do yet. As a girl, I could be excessively stubborn, and I wasn't about to lose to him, my Beast, even if he punished me without dinner and even though my hunger-thirst were starting to get into me. And as a foodie, I couldn't resist not eating foods nor drinking for too long, though this was for my honour's sake, even if I really wanted to go down and have dinner, I resisted, resisted and resisted until I've heard some faint noises coming from the corridors. It was Mrs. Potts, Lumiere and Cogsworth's voices. They were all arguing with each other and I could hear them :

"But Mrs. Pott, we aren't to give her anything to eat or drink or we're all going to pay for it. And I don't know what kind of punishment the Master is to give us if we did give her anything to eat or drink!" "So Cogsworth is a coward, forever his Master's faithful dog." I thought to myself after hearing his argument against Mrs. Potts'.

"But the poor dear hasn't eaten anything at all tonight. She must be really hungry." argued Mrs. Potts in my favour.

"Yeas, Mrs. Potts is right, really. We should give her something to drink at least, she must be so so thirsty, I'll go get some fresh water in the gardens' fountain, the Master won't know!"

"Lumiere, are you crazy? The Master will know, he always has ways to know anything you do in his Castle. We are only his servants, remember that, Lumiere."

I began to dislike this Cogsworth more and more as he was fighting with Lumiere and Mrs. Potts at the same time. "What a loyal dog he is, not an ounce of sympathy for anyone else but himself, selfish and only caring about himself." I thought again to myself, but then again I knew I misunderstood him, he just didn't want the whole Castle to be punished because of me, which was honourable.

But angry because he didn't want to give me anything to eat, I misjudged him then. He was just trying to protect his friends. No, he was being selfish and uncaring, I protested in my teenage mind of 16. I was only a teen then, not even an adult. But I didn't know I'd be staying for years in my Beast's castle then.

Aside from misjudging Cogsworth as a faithful dog, I thought about my real family in the 21st century. "Oh dad and mum, Casey how I miss you!" I said that only to myself, afraid they might hear me. On a whole, I was an extroverted person, but I didn't like it when others heard my innermost thoughts, especially not my weaknesses : such as my love for my parents and family. I've already had some bad experiences with my best friend who betrayed me in my high school years and that was how I learnt to keep some things secret. Before my friend's betrayal, I was an extremely extroverted person : I said what I thought basically. I still did that now, but I learnt to say my thoughts to myself and not to others, because they might use them against me and I was scared to repeat that same experience with my ex-best-friend. What he did to me was unforgivable : I was slightly physically attracted to him then, and he posted on his Facebook about how I fawned over him and gave him blow jobs at night and etc, almost getting me expelled from school. I had to go to a gynaecologist, and she took pictures of my private parts and sent them to my school director. Luckily for me, I was a virgin then and my innocence was easily proven and my director, after getting my gynaecologist' pictures, told me I could stay in school and she expelled my ex-friend for spreading false rumours about someone online. It was then too, that I learnt also to not trust guys or any other person for that matter so easily.

Why did I tell you all this, you might wonder? To explain why I over-reacted to my Beast' not inviting me to dinner, but ordering me to dinner. Firstly because I didn't take kindly to orders from anyone, not even my parents. That was why Dad and I sometimes had little frictions and verbal fights. And secondly, I didn't trust guys that easily now anymore. "What if he wanted to poison me or something like that? And what if he wanted to take advantage of me after I got drugged?" Yes I knew I was wild-guessing, and a bit far-fetched, but I really didn't trust him at all : he was a guy and moreover was a total stranger to me. I've read about girls and guys eating, drinking total strangers' foods and drinks, and getting drugged and getting raped by said strangers. I didn't want that to happen to me, so that was my other reason for refusing his dinner table. Maybe he didn't want to drug me, but better be safe than sorry, that was the proverb, wasn't it? While I was musing about all this, and explaining to myself why I declined my beast's dinner offer, Mrs. Potts and Lumiere, and even Cogsworth knocked on my door :

"Knock, knock, may we come in or are you asleep, Mademoiselle?"

"Whoever you are, leave me alone please. I still don't want to see anyone."

"I'm not here to make you go to the dinner, but I'm here to offer you to dine with us!" It was Mrs. Potts' warm voice.

"Mrs. Potts, go away."

"Dear, why are you so stubborn? I've made some hot tea for you already and some cookies."

I still wanted to decline, but my stomach and mouth couldn't say no to hot tea and biscuits, so I said to her :

"All right, you taste it first, since I think it might be poisoned."

"Dear, I haven't poisoned it."

"If you're telling the truth, then show me by tasting it." At my insistence, Mrs. Potts offered Lumiere some. Lumiere bit in the tea cookie, and he wasn't dying from it. Finally, my hunger and my thirst got the better of me. I wolfed Mrs. Potts' freshly and homemade tea cookies down without touching my tea yet.

"Dear, not too fast, have some tea too."

"Yes, thank you Mrs. Pott. I was getting ever so hungry and so thirsty."

"Leave some room for the main course, dear."

"Main course? I thought I wasn't to eat or drink anything for the night?"

"Babette and I asked the kitchen to make you some dinner and more tea, Belle."

"I can't wait for the main course, I could probably eat anything right now!" I exclaimed as obviously her tea and cookies weren't enough for me.

"Well, it's going to be good, Babette is in the kitchen overseeing your dinner." I noted her language was much more refined than my vulgar 21st century language, so I thought I should learn some words from them and try to sound not too out of the place in this bizarre era and time. People, especially people in Castles, spoke more elegantly than me. But as Belle, I was merely a village girl, so that was why maybe they forgave me for being so vulgar, though I mustn't use any vocabulary from my century and time or they'll start to get suspicious about me. I also must forget about technological words such as iphones, ipads, kindles, e-books, emails, not even movies or TV shows and etc because technology and science didn't exist in this dark and primitive era. And I musn't think of them as primitives, because people from the future might look down on us, people from the 21st century. As I was pondering about the things I should mind in this era and time, Mrs. Pott said :

"Look, there's Babette coming with your supper, Belle."

"Oh, where should I eat? There's no table anywhere in my room."

"Why, on your bedside table dear, it's big enough for all the dishes."

But what I ate wasn't a supper, it was a feast, a lavish banquet for high-classed people such as my Prince in Belle's story. The food was more than enough for 5 people and I was served 5 times from my 2 entrees, to my main course, to more tea and my dessert.

"Whew Mrs. Potts, wild pheasant and duck's tongue and a deer's leg and where are my vegetables?"

"Vegetables?" asked a dumbfounded Babette.

"Well, back in my village, I always had vegetables with my meats." I answered smartly making up something.

"Oh, I forgot you aren't a Princess or a Duchess, or a Countess or a Marquise, you're a simple country girl, you're not used to having these expensive meats, well, there's going to be fruits for your dessert, Miss Belle." I found it annoying that Babette always called me "Miss Belle", but I let that pass.

"Thank you, Babette. It was such a heavy dinner, I'm full up to here now, I don't think I can have anymore dessert."

"But Miss Belle, you must try it, it's our famous French fruit pudding, it's lighter than the meats, I can assure you and the kitchen made it just for you because you said you were hungry."

"If you say so, Babette, now let me take a bite in it."

"There's your dessert spoon, Miss Belle." Not used to being served, I took my spoon by myself and started on my fruit pudding. Oh boy, it wasn't like any pudding I've ever tasted in my own century with all the fat and artificial flavours. It was a naturally flavoured fruit pudding, and definitely light, just as Babette told me. She didn't lie about it's delicious and sweet lightness.

"How could I thank you for this exquisite dinner?"

"Please Belle, try to give our Master a chance tomorrow."

"I'll think about that, Mrs. Potts."

After that sumptuous and oh-so-heavy dinner, no expensive banquet I was treated to, I couldn't really sleep even as now in my luxurious-looking and spacious four-poster bed, so I decided to explore the Castle at night for fun. "Bad idea, Laurence, you know what's going to happen to you after you get to the West Wing and after tonight's dinner : the Beast's going to throw you out of his Castle." But as if inevitably pulled towards the West Wing by some other attraction and curiosity because the aisle was forbidden to me, so I ventured into it, knowing what my Beast was going to do to me.

However, it was too late for me, since I was already in the West Wing, looking at his portraits drawn when he was a man and finding his enchanted Rose. To me, his Rose was alluring and as if enticing me to touch it. As if under a spell, I opened the Rose's glass. About to touch the enchanted flower, my Beast appeared out out of nowhere and bellowed as a wounded animal :

"Get out, get out now!"

"But Sire, it's freezing outside!"

"I don't care, you've not only disobeyed me by dinning with my servants, but also you've found out about my enchanted Rose!"

"I'm sorry, your Highness!"

"Get out, I said, get out now!"

"Right then, I'm getting out, no need to get furious, only don't punish your servants, please, your Highness, they were only trying to be good to me."

"I'll do what I wish in my Castle!" He bellowed once again, frightening me now.

Not looking back, I run towards the cursed Castle's doors and whistled for Phillipe, my horse, not even hearing Lumiere's and Mrs. Potts and even Cogsworth's far-off pleas. Now in the wild forest, I rode my horse as far way from that mean and evil Beast's as possible. "Or is it a Prince in a Beast's form?" I asked myself while riding my smart Phillipe.

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