Beauty and the Bookworm

Chapter 7: Be Our Guest

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Beau and (Y/n) had finished their hand made rope and were tossing it out the window, when they suddenly heard someone knocking on their door.

"I thought we told you to go away." (Y/n) snapped, thinking that it was the beast again.

"Don't worry dear. It's only Mrs. Potts." A kind voice replied.

Beau shoved the rope to the side trying to hide it from view. And (Y/n) stood in front of it when the door swung open to reveal Mrs. Potts rolling in on a cart.

"Oh! Oh, what a beautiful young lady you grew up to be!" Mrs. Potts said to (Y/n). She then turned to Bale. "And aren't you a handsome fella. How lovely to make your acquaintance."

Mrs. Potts then looked down and saw their makeshift rope. "Oh...it's a very long journey. Let me fix you up before you go. I have found that most troubles seem less troubling after a bracing up of tea." She insisted.

She poured tea into Chip. He hopped off the cart towards (Y/n) and Beau. "Slowly now, Chip." His mother warned.

(Y/n) knelt down and picked Chip up, and took a sip causing him to giggle.

"Please to meet you. Wanna see me do a trick?" He then proceeded to blow a bubble.

"Chip..." his mother warned. "That was a very brave thing you two did for that man, dearies." Mrs. Potts complimented.

Now, their wardrobe had woken up again. "Yes, we all think so." She agreed.

"I'm worried about him. He's never been on his own." Beau said.

"Cheer up my poppet. Things will turn out in the end. You'll feel a lot better after dinner." Mrs. Potts told them.

"But he said 'If they don't eat with me, then they don't eat at all.'" (Y/n) said with confusion.

"Mmm, people say a lot of things in anger. It is our choice whether or not to listen. You coming, poppet?" Mrs. Potts asked.

"Go." The wardrobe encouraged.

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Back down in the kitchens, Lumière and Cogsworth were preparing for (Y/n) and Beau's arrival. Lumière burst through the doors.

"They are coming. Final checks, everyone! Tout de suite!" Lumière shouted to everyone.

"No you don't! If the master finds out you violated his orders and fed them, he will blame me!" Cogsworth complained.

"Yes, I will make sure of it. But did you see her stand up to him? The authority in her voice? I'm telling you, this girl is the princess. They must rebuild their broken bond if we are to be human again. And how can they amend that bond if she stays in her room? And that boy might be useful as well. He seems to care a great deal for the princess. Hey, Chapeau, you missed a spot." Lumière said.

"Even if this girl is the princess, you know she'll never forgive him." Cogsworth reasoned.

Lumière climbed on top of the table.

"A broken clock is right two times a day, mon ami, but this is not one of those times. Stand up straight! It's time to sparkle!" He announced jumping over to the stove. "Mmm! I have no taste buds, but I can tell this is exquisite.

"Off! Off me while I'm working! Pepper, get cracking! Salt, shake a leg!" The stove ordered.

"Not so loud! Keep it down." Cogsworth pleaded.