Patch came over to the Beast regardless of how Robin felt about him, but understood his actions since the Beast wasn't exactly nice at first towards the bird. The others soon rushed over to the Beast.

"Is he all right?" Mrs. Potts asked.

"Is he still alive?" Cherry also asked.

Atticus began to feel the Beast's pulse. "He's knocked out right now, but he's still alive." he then told the others.

"Please, please, wake up..." Belle stroked the Beast's forehead.

"Let's not gathered to-" Cogsworth was about to say until he gasped once he saw the Beast's condition. "MASTER!"

"Robin, could you please do some singing?" Patch asked.

Robin took a deep breath and then sang one of his natural melodies due to being a bird and all. And where this woke up the Beast.

"Sir...?" Cherry called nervously.

"That's beautiful..." the Beast whispered about the bird's singing as he was with Patch by the gargoyles.

"Whew!" Patch smiled out of relief.

"I was trying to tell you..." Belle warmly told the Beast.

"Such a wonderful sound." the Beast smiled.

"Not when you're trying to sleep on Sunday night before school the next day." Cherry muttered.

"This bird must never leave the castle!" the Beast demanded before he held out his paw and the bird perched onto one of his clawed fingertips. "I'll keep him in a cage in the parlor."

"What? But his wing will be better soon." Atticus said.

"He is no longer your concern." the Beast told the others, ignoring their protests as he wanted to keep the bird for his very own.

'I did not see this coming.' Patch thought to himself.

"You can't keep Robin in a cage, he needs to be free!" Mo told the Beast.

"He is free, to sing for me." the Beast ignored them.

"You can't be serious!" Atticus said.

The Beast then walked away with the bird as his own which made the others very upset, especially Belle.

"Don't lose hope, luvs," Mrs. Potts cooed. "Once you've lost that, you've lost everything."

"She's right." Mo said.

Later on...

The Beast kept the bird in the parlor and demanded for him to sing, but he refused since he was now sad to be away from Belle and the others who were really nice to him.

Drell was eating an onion as he came down the hall, then looked into the room to see what was happening. "What's going on?" he then asked.

"This bird won't sing." the Beast frowned.

"Maybe he feels trapped." Drell replied before taking another bite of his onion.

Patch was sad about the bird being caged. Drell kept eating the onion.

"Oh, Drell, that is so disgusting..." Cherry winced in disgust.

Patch went into another room to see how the enchanted objects were doing.

"Stop eating that..." Cherry cringed as Drell finished the onion and licked his fingertips now.

"Tastes pretty good to me." Drell smirked before he burped and then took a deep breath and waved his halitosis in her face.

"Augh, you sicko!" Cherry groaned.

Patch soon saw the enchanted objects in line again. "Ah, perfection." he then smiled once he saw all was in charge and in order for the castle staff. He then saw Cogsworth ready to give them all their orders. He came into the room and came beside the mantel clock to see how this would play out.

'I wonder how this will play out.' Patch thought to himself.

"Our luncheon is to be rescheduled for 1:00 in the-" Cogsworth was about to command until he then saw two knives playing again which frustrated him. "That's it. If you two cannot cut the mustard, your services will not be required."

"Um, Cogsworth, that might be a bit harsh, don't you think?" Patch asked.

"He is right," Lumiere agreed. "Zhey are children after all. A couple of 'cut ups'."

"I do not seek your advice," Cogsworth replied before glaring to the knives. "To the silver drawer with the both of you. You are not castle caliber. Perhaps you'd like to join them?"

Patch soon got a bit startled by Cogsworth's firmness.

"From now on, this is how things shall be for I, and I alone, am in charge." Cogsworth said firmly.

Patch smiled nervously, then zipped out of the room as he felt uncomfortable of the strict behavior suddenly brought on by Cogsworth.

Hilda was walking down the hall until Drell leaned against the wall and folded his arms, trying to look like a bad boy.

"Hiiiii, Hilda~" Drell greeted.

Hilda winced and smiled nervously once she smelled his breath. "Hi, Drell..."

Atticus was walking down the same hall and where he smelled Drell's onion breath. Drell smiled to Hilda.

"Um, excuse me, I have to go throw up now..." Hilda smiled nervously, then ran off quickly.

"Huh... My mom always loved my dad's garlic..." Drell pondered as he took out the fowl smelling vegetable before taking a bite out of it.

"Drell, please, no more!" Atticus begged while covering his nose.

"What am I doing wrong?" Drell asked.

"Everything..." Atticus narrowed his eyes while he tried to wave away the disgusting odor.

"No more onions for me." Drell said.

"PLEASE!" Atticus begged.

Drell then tossed the onion away and sighed. "How am I going to win her heart?"

"Just be yourself..." Atticus suggested.

"Really?" Drell asked.

"And also romantic." Atticus said.

"Hmm..." Drell hummed thoughtfully.

Patch came by, shaking slightly.

"What's wrong?" Atticus asked his puppy.

"Cogsworth yelled..." Patch shuddered.

"Looks like he's beginning to get too strict." Atticus said.

"At least he's being taken seriously this time." Drell laughed.

"But he's going to make everyone else miserable." Patch said.

"Hey, that's my job!" Drell glared then.

"Hopefully both Prince Adam and Cogsworth will learn a lesson from all this." Atticus said.

"They better..." Drell folded his arms. "And people say I'm cruel."

Cherry walked by then, reading a book as she passed by, not paying attention to her surroundings.

"Cherry, you should really pay attention to your surroundings." Atticus said.

Drell stuck his leg out and made Cherry tripped and fell to the floor.

"MOTHER!" Cherry yelped.

"Oops..." Drell looked away innocently.

"Drell!" Atticus glared.

Drell yawned and then walked off without a care. Atticus soon rolled up his sleeves before going to make Drell pay for tripping Cherry. Patch face-pawed. Drell's screams of agony were soon heard. And where Cherry soon started to laugh. Drell looked miserable as he was left on the floor.

"You okay, Cherry?" Atticus asked.

"Much better." Cherry replied.

"I thought so." Atticus said.

Belle sulked since the bird was taken from her and the Beast wasn't being very good at taking care of it.

"Come on, Adam," Hilda said to the Beast. "I know you want the bird to sing, but you have to be nice to it... Take care of it... Remember how Belle took care of your wounds when you saved her from those wolves? She didn't have to save you for you saving her life, but she did."

The Beast soon decided to do something.

"Think about it." Hilda said before she then left the room to leave the Beast alone with his thoughts.

Cogsworth soon came in with some of the enchanted objects.

"Good day, Cogsworth." Hilda nodded.

"Good day, Hilda." Cogsworth replied.

"Good day, Cogsworth." Hilda saluted before leaving.

"Good day." Cogsworth said again.

Hilda nodded and then went down the hallway to visit the castle library. Patch was now starting to pass the Beast's room. The Beast kept demanding for Robin to sing, but the bird only refused.

"Uh, perhaps, if you sing, then the bird will sing as well." Cogsworth suggested.

Patch nodded to that.

"Hmm... That sounds like a good idea." The Beast said.

"Do you sing much, Mr. Beast?" Patch asked.

"Not recently..." the Beast admitted. "I was hoping Cogsworth would sing for the bird."

"Oh, uh, me?" Cogsworth asked nervously. "I-I'm not much of singer."

"I once heard you sing to Mrs. Potts." Patch smirked.

This caused for Cogsworth to blush.

"Sing." the Beast told Cogsworth.

"Yes, please, sing." Patch smirked.

Cogsworth stammered nervously, he then cleared his throat and began to sing. And where they started to cover their ears from his singing. Robin and the Beast soon felt uncomfortable from the singing.

Patch started to whimper out of pain from the singing. "You can stop now!" he then groaned out, not thinking that Cogsworth's singing would be THIS bad.

"I agree." The Beast replied.

Cogsworth then stopped.

"Thank you, I don't think we'll need you anymore." Patch then tried to push the mantel clock out.

"Will one of you bring Belle in here?" The Beast asked.

"Good luck..." Patch replied as he then went to get Belle.

"Thank you, young pup." Cogsworth said.

"No problem..." Patch whispered as he looked for Belle.

"Stop sulking, the bird's fine, at least the Beast didn't eat him." Cherry said to Belle.

"But he's keeping Robin trapped in a cage." Belle frowned.

"It could be worse..." Cherry shrugged. "I guess..."

"How?" Belle frowned.

"Um... The bird could be eaten for lunch?" Cherry shrugged.

They soon saw Patch coming over to Belle.

"Patch!" Belle called.

"The Beast wants to see you, it's about the bird." Patch replied.

"Let me guess, it won't sing for him, right?" Cherry asked.

"Not at all." Patch shook his head.

"Well, can you blame him?" Belle replied, referring to the poor bird.

"Please come inside and help him with Robin." Patch begged.

Belle then stood up and followed Patch to find Robin. Cherry decided to come along as well just to see how this would play out.

"Why do you yell at the poor thing as if you own him?" Belle frowned as the Beast yelled at the bird to sing.

"I command him to sing," the Beast growled. "Why won't he?"

"Because he's sad to be trapped in a cage." Patch said.

"Do you think you'd sing if you were in a cage?" Belle glared at the Beast.

"You should let him out." Cherry told the Beast.

"He'd get out." the Beast replied, disagreeing with that suggestion.

"At least he would be free." Patch said.

"If you want him to sing, you have to let him go..." Cherry said to the Beast. "Think of all we've been through together. You changed for Belle to make her happy, now think about us and Robin."

"Yeah." Patch nodded in agreement.

The Beast looked to them, then thought long and hard as he looked to Robin in the cage who still looked sad to be locked up like a prisoner.

"We'll leave you to your thoughts." Patch said.

"Just don't say we didn't warn you." Cherry firmly told the Beast and left with the others.

The Beast started to think over what Belle and the others said.