//------------------------------// // Meeting Belle and Gaston // Story: Sweetie Belle: The Daughter of the Beast // by Big Imagination E //------------------------------// One day in a village of France we see many people enjoying their daily business like usual. We then see one woman with brown hair and dressed like a maid reading a book. Her name is Belle. She continued on the road doing her daily routine til she heard something getting her attention. She saw a poor girl with white skin and pink and purple hair crying on the streets. "Oh my. Are you ok?" Belle asked. The girl stopped crying and answered her but she was still upset. "No. Im all alone out here. Ever since my parents were killed in the fire of my old house I've been alone since." She answered. Belle gasped hearing that. "Oh my goodness. Im so sorry for your loss. That must have been so hard on you." "It was. I didn't know who did it but this intruder was pretty strong to break a window and throw a torch in my house." The girl said crying softly. We flashed back when she was only 5 years old and a cloaked figure broke a window with it's fist and lit the house on fire. Her parents screamed while she was the only one who escaped. We cut back to the present and Belle felt sorry for her. "Oh your poor thing. You don't deserve that. Hey would you like it if I adopted you so you have a family?" Belle offered. "Y-you do that? For me?" The girl said with hope. "Of course. I won't let you continue living on the streets. Oh what's your name by the way?" Belle asked. "Im Sweetie Belle. But you can call me Sweetie." She answered. "Nice name. Im Belle." She said as she gave her hand to Sweetie. "Come dear. I'll take you to my place with my father. You can stay there." Like that she opened her heart to the girl and Sweetie hugged her as a thank you for giving her a place to stay and not be on the streets again. Sweetie felt so much better that they walked to her place. On the other side of the village we hear a gunshot killing a duck. A short stubby man with dark brown hair tried to catch it but missed. This was LeFou. He went to a muscular man with black hair holding a gun. He was Gaston. "Wow Gaston! That duck didn't see that coming! Your probably the greatest hunter ever!" LeFou said with pride. "I know." Gaston said. "Ha! No beast stands a chance against you! No girl for that matter." LeFou responded. "It's true LeFou. But I got my eyes set on that one!" Gaston said pointing to Belle. "She's the lucky girl im gonna marry! That makes her the best! And don't I deserve the best?" "Well yes you do.." LeFou was about to finish but fell down. Then he started singing about how he and Belle will spend their lives together. (Play 3:23 to the end) He sang as he tried to catch up to Belle but the crowd was blocking his way. Not to mention that the three blonde maids were admiring him but didn't pay attention. Then he had an idea. He climbed onto the house and went on from there. At the end of the song the crowd ended on a perfect note as Belle looked at them til they went on with their daily business. Then Gaston landed in front of her and Sweetie. "Hello Belle." Gaston introduced. "Bonjour Gaston." Belle said as he took the book. "Gaston may I have my book please?" Belle asked. "How can you read this? There's no pictures." Gaston asked. "Well some people use their imaginations." Belle answered. Then he eyed Sweetie. "And who might this be?" "This is Sweetie. I found her on the streets after her old house was on fire so I decided to adopt her." Belle told Gaston. "I understand the whole adopting thing but it's not right to adopt her from the streets." Gaston said as Belle frowned. "Belle. It's about time you get your head out of those books and starting paying attention to more important things. For example: me." Gaston said as he threw the book in the mud and the three blonde maids sighed lovestruck. "The whole town's talking about it. It's not right for a lady to read. Soon she starts getting ideas and thinking and uck!" Gaston said with disgust. "Gaston. You are positively prime evil." Belle said wiping the mud off. "Why thank you Belle. What do you say we take a walk over to the tavern and have a look at my trophies?" Gaston offered. "I can't. Maybe some other time. I need to get home to help my father." Belle declined "Ha! That crazy old hoot? He needs all the help he can get!" LeFou rudely responded as he and Gaston started laughing. Belle did not like that. "Don't talk about my father that way!" Belle frowned. "Yeah! Don't talk about her father that way!" Gaston said hitting LeFou but Sweetie knew he was lying. "He's not crazy. He's a genius." Belle said as she and Sweetie heard an explosion. "What was that?" Sweetie answered. "Come on dear. Let's go." Belle said as she and Sweetie headed off for her house.