I laid back on Belle's couch in front of a roaring fire and a nice cup of coffee.
Ah, I just love french vanilla coffee. And this couch is so soft. It had been two weeks after I had arrived in Belle's village and I was already treted like an honored citizen. Every time I left Belle's cottage I was bombarded by gifts like books, bred, apples, butter, biscuits,cakes, etc. It was some time around midnight and I had woken up thirsy and cold. So I wished up some coffee and a fire and rested. All of the sudden I heard a creak. I glanced up at the stairs to see Belle in a green silk nightgown stumbling down the stairs.
"Tristan, what are you doing?"she asked rubbing her eyes.
"Oh nothing, just got restless," I said.
"Can I ask you where you came from? I mean where did you get those clothes and all?"she asked
From Wal-Mart
" Well Um" I said confused
A little help here fairies. Give me a way to let her know wher I came from without sounding like a lunatic.
All of the sudden a little book appeared. "So your friend carries an I-pod and wears funny Clothes. Where's he from?" I handed it to Belle and she opened it hastily. I smiled but passed out before I could say anything. I woke up to the smell of sausage, grits, and toast. I sat up off the couch and looked at Belle. She smiled as I sat down at the table.
" Where's Maurice?" I asked.
" He's gone and headed towards the inventors fair"she said sitting down.
Oh no thats today? Well I guess today's gonna be a little exiting. Then The doorbell rang.
" I'll get it,"said Belle hoping up and looking through the invention on the door. I rolled my eyes already seeing her rejecting Gaston in my head.