The Flea and its Flower

CH. 2

Veronique was resting comfortably on the couch until she heard a set of rustling in the room, she stirs out of her slumber hearing a familiar chirp and smelling something sweet and warm. She opens her eyes to see a plate of crepes topped with strawberry syrup and berries, presented by Franceour who held it out to her with a smile. She sits up, her stomach growling she felt her mouth salivating by the delicious smell from her breakfast; she takes in from his four hands placing it on her lap. She looks up at him.

"You made this for me?" she asks. Franceour tilts his head to the side nodding slightly as he shrugs his shoulders saying that it was no problem. She looks down at her plate picking up a fork and knife.

"Thank you….." she said shyly, looking down at the beautiful crepes she cuts a piece and places it into her mouth immediately her taste buds was filled with the new sweet taste of the strawberry crepes. She began to scarf down the crepes as if she was dying of hunger. Franceour blinks in shock but let out a small chuckle by her reaction. She finishes her breakfast letting out a satisfying sigh she looks over to Franceour who picks up a red dress next to a sewing machine bringing it back to her.

Veronique looks over at the fabric, it was embedded with white floral crystal designs; it was slim and curvy and modest. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.

"I-is that for me? Did you make that?"

He nods without hesitation. He learned how to sew from Lucille into making any sorts of outfits for him without wearing the same two suits he had the year before. Veronique stands up taking the dress in her arms.

"How…do I put it on?" she asks, she never put on fabric before considering that she had lived in the fur of a monkey. Franceour let out a chirp letting the dress hang down as he motions her how she can put it on. It wasn't long until Franceour zips up the dress from behind and stepped back letting her to look at herself for a moment in front of the mirror. She let out a silent gasp; the red dress had long sleeves concealing her four arms to look like two, the dress had a veil collar and long enough to hide her legs. Franceour gave her pair of black boot heels fitting to her feet. She turns side to side and all around before turning back to Franceour who would'ent stop staring at her. She sinks back slight becoming nervous and uncomfortable.

"Do….Do I look pretty?" she asks slowly. He shakes his head no making her frown until her began chattering at her rapidly. Her eyes lite up, even though he could not talk she can still understand him and what she heard was him calling her not pretty but, beautiful. She let out a small blush turning back to the mirror, stroking at her long black hair. Franceour went up behind her taking a strand of her hair letting out a chirp. She let out a nod sitting down on the stool in front of the mirror as Franceour began to take combs, brushes, hair sprays and hair pins in each of his hands and began to brush her hair. She waited patiently as he lifts and let down, sprayed and pinned up her hair in the end, she had some of her hair up in a bun, two strands coming down her face, and her long hair falling beneath the bun. Fracnceour let out a chirp asking her if she likes it.

"Wow…I think you spend too much time with your human female friends" she laughs. Franceour let out a smile, agreeing with her. "Thank you, Franceour….I really do like it"

Franceour let out a chirp 'your're welcome'. He takes a white rose cutting off the stem off the rose putting it in the middle of her bun, giving it an extra wow factor on her. She let out a gasp, she felt herself very beautiful never in a million years she would have ever seen herself this beautiful. Franceour let out a contented smile, seeing her expression, she did looked beautiful and it took his breath away leaving knots in his stomach. He realizes that Lucille and everyone will be back and dressed in his own white suit, scarf and his mask. When putting on his mask the corner of his eye he sees a red mask with white feathers he need to disguise Veronique's face even though he found it beautiful to look at. She would have to keep her flea identity a secret. As she was looking at herself he slips the mask over her face gaining a smile from her.

"I guess we're the same, aren't we?" she said turning to him. Franceour let out a small blush smirking slightly. They hear the door open and enters the room is Lucille dressed in a purple dress and behind her was Raoul, they both lite up when they saw Veronique.

"Ah! You look stunning" Lucille exclaimed.

"Wow, now if I'm not mistaken that dress was made by Franceour" Raoul examined as he looks over her dress, scratching at his chin with a playful smirk to Franceour, who smiles nervously at him. "That was really nice of you Franceour"

"Yes, you must have been up all night making it" Lucille replied. "I knew teaching you sewing will come in handy" she smiles. " And do I smell your delicious crepes?"

"Franceour's crepes!" Raoul shouts in excitement running up to him."Do you happen to make some for your dear friend….Raoul?" she smiles looking all around the room for Franceour's crepes, but sadly he shook his head at Raoul who let out a disappointed frown.

"Well Franceour" Lucille starts walking up to him. "We were about to go to the tower of Paris with Maud and Emile, would you two like to come along?"

"The tower of paris?" Veronique repeats.

"Oh yes, it's really beautiful once you reach to the top, you can look at all of Paris, we are going to have a picnic up there"

"I would like to see this….Tower of Paris?"

"Well then let's go"


A taxi pulls up in front of an old rundown home in the city of Paris, the color of bricks were fading and the glass windows were foggy and dull, stepping out of the taxi cab was a slightly muscular broad man, with a black handle bar mustache and black slick hair wearing a black suit and tie. In his hand he held a large suitcase. He pays the taxi driver in silence making his way to the front door. He knocks on the wooden door immediately the door opens revealing his small butler who stood at five feet tall to his 6 foot tall master.

"Hello Sir, everything is prepared inside, your bedroom is upstairs on the right"

"Thank you Samuel" spoke gruffly his master to the tan-skin young man, who had just turned 21 years. He passes his servant giving him his suit coat and bag making him set it on the side.

"Would you like some tea, Sir? Before you go night-hunting?" Samuel asks, as they both walked in to the dining area where he sits down on the leather chair.

"Yes, bring the chamomile" he said sternly, hurriedly Samuel brings a pot of hot tea on a silver tray, filling a cup placing it into the waiting hand of his master who was reading an old newspaper in his hand as he sips the tea with his other. The title reading "A Monster in Paris"

"Sir Charles?" Samuel starts looking over his master's shoulder at the newspaper. "Are you certain that the Monster is still here in Paris? Wasn't it killed by Commissioner Maynott?"

"You have a lot to learn about the art of hunting, Samuel" replies Charles boredly looking up at his collections around him, every type of beast he had hunted to every corner of the world, their heads stuffed and mounted. "There was no evidence of the body being found and so tonight I will start my hunt and once I capture this elusive prey….he will be the greatest of hunts"


Veronique let out a small gasp leaning over the bar feeling the air in her face, below her was the city of Paris, from on top of the tower she could see every roof top that seemed to go on forever, underneath them was the river Siene, flowing through the giant sunflowers that kept their water level down as the sun sparkles off of the water's reflection.

"Be careful Veronique" warns Maud, bringing her away from the edge. "You wouldn't want to fall, dear"

"I guess your right" Veronique mutters pulling away from Maud. "It's just so pretty the water"

"Yeah well you won't find it so pretty if you fall in" Raoul mentions "Remember you and Franceour won't survive if you fall into the river"

"oh yes, we would'ent want to lose you two" Emile said, putting down his camera. "Come on, Lucille and Franceour had already set the picnic blanket you can still look at Paris in a safe distance and while enjoying a sandwich"

"oh finally! I'm starving!" Raoul exclaimed clutching his stomach dramatically. "Let's go!" He takes off running towards Lucille and Franceour sitting on a checkered blanket, while the rest followed calmly. Veronique sat down beside Franceour who gave her a plate with a sandwich on it. She picked it up taking a small bite of it, it was different then the sweet crepes, the sandwiches were made out of cucumbers and mustard, it added a fresh flavor to her taste buds. It was better than eating skin from a monkey.

"How are you enjoying yourself so far, Veronique?" asks Emille taking a bite off his cucumber sandwich.

"Its….diffrent" She replies slowly. "I like it so far….I would like to see more"

"How about a movie?" Maud asks, Emille snaps his fingers with a smile.

"That is a good idea, Maud, we should all see a movie after Lucille and Franceour's performance"

"A movie?" Veronique questions.

"Oh yeah" mumbled Raoul his face stuffed with two sandwiches, Lucille let out a sigh giving him a napkin to cover his mouth which he takes with a shrug of the shoulders. Raoul wipes his lips, swallowing the last of his sandwich before continuing.

"We should see one of those new genre of movies, like that horror one! How about the vampire one?"

"I don't know, Raoul" Emille smirks "I think you scare too easy to see that movie"

"Oh and how would you know, hmm?" he huffs crossing his arms, Lucille let out a giggle looping her arm around his.

"I think it's a wonderful idea, we should all watch a movie"

"I'll close the theater early so we could have it all to ourselves" Emille said. Franceour let out a happy chirp turning to Veronique as he did. She turned away from him lowering her eyes, for some reason his eyes were very hard to make eye contact with, it's like he could see right through her. Franceour tilts his head at her and frowns turning away, she may not still like him yet, and maybe seeing the movie will make her give him a chance. Once the sun fell, it was time for Franceour and Lucille to start their performance together, while there friends took the best seat of the house watching down from below Veronique was on the edge of her seat overlooking all of the other humans sitting below, she wondered what type of talent will Lucille and Franceour will share to them. The lights dimmed and a spotlight shined in the middle of the stage, the curtains slide across to reveal the two singers, Franceour began to play his guitar as he and Lucille began to sing their famous song "La Siene".


She watches in awe from the two's voices she watches as they both face each other and began to dance, Franceour taking Lucille by her hand spinning her around, suddenly she felt a tug in her chest feeling a bit of irritancy towards Lucille, even though she knew she was mates with Raoul who watched her dreamily. The way they danced together was bothering her by how close they were to one another she wished that she was the one dancing with.

She shook her head, blushing slightly sticking her nose up in the air in indifference. Who cares if he dancing with her? it is just a performance, so why is she feeling bothered by it. The song ended, the audience clapping loudly as the curtains close with the two singers behind. She followed the others as they made their way towards them behind the curtain, in Raoul's arms was two sets of his bouquets giving one to Lucille and the other to Franceour, who quickly brings it to Veronique placing the bouquet of white roses in her arms she blinks sniffing the flowers letting out a sigh.

"T-thank you Franceour" she said quietly, Franceour let out a smile tilting his chapeau down over his eyes slightly trying to hide his blush from her. The group of friends looked at one another from seeing the two fleas together. Raoul smirks and clears his throat making the two turn to him.

"Come on you two" He sang. "It's movie time!"

I DO NOT OWN A MONSTER IN PARIS

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