Bellewas in the library reading while Adam was going over some paper work.They had been married for several months now. Adam was the happiesthe had ever been and so was Belle. Adam for reasons that were prettyobvious. Being stuck as a beast for as long as he did did a number onhim. Being back to normal and married got rid of that dark cloud.Belle also had a difficult story. Though here's was a little bitdifferent but it will involved hating her body. She knew she had totell Adam soon. Some townsfolk began questioning when they would havetheir first child. Belle told everyone they were going to wait awhile. Of course, Belle couldn't get pregnant so they would need toadopt. But that was only the people who didn't know at first. Theothers in town knew of her past. She knew it was time.
"Adam.There's something I need to tell you."
"Yes,Belle."
"It'ssomething I should have told you a long time ago. When I was firstliving in the castle; but I was nervous. I just thought you wouldn'tlove me anymore."
"Belle.If you came come around to love a beast I don't think there'sanything that could make me unlove you." Belle nodded.
"There'sa reason the whole town thought I was weird. It just wasn't because Iread books or wasn't interested in Gaston. It was also due to the wayI acted. How I acted different than most boys."
"Whatdo you mean?"
"Iwas born a boy. When I was little my name was Beau. I was theinventors son. But I knew I was actually a girl. If you want I cantell you the whole thing."
"Letem hear it." Adam said. Belle nodded.
"AsI said before it started when I was little."
InBelle's hometown the people were going about their day. A little boynamed Beau was watching his father making inventions. Beau knew wasfather was brilliant even though the town saw him was a loon. Beau'smother also supported him before her untimely death.
"Whatare you making, dad?" Beau asked.
"Well,I'm trying to make a device in which you can talk to someone who isfar away. Wither they are across town, the country, or even theworld."
"Someonesaid you were crazy to make something like that."
"MaybeI am but by God someone has to do it."
Aftermessing with a few buttons though the machine exploded.
"Ornot..."
Beauran over and got his dad out of the rubble and rubbed the soot offhim.
"Areyou okay, dad?" Beau asked.
"Oh,yes. I guess I got a prank call." He rubbed more soot off and got aglass of water.
"Dad,can I ask you something."
"Ofcourse, kiddo. What is it?"
"Youknow how people think you're crazy for being an inventor?"
"Hmm-hm"
"Well,would people think I'm crazy if I said I was a girl."
"Comeagain. I don't think I heard you right." Beau looked at him andthen looked down.
"Ithink I'm a girl. Does that make me crazy?" Maurice looked verysurprised. Beau felt like a girl? He didn't know what to think.
"Whydo you feel that way?"
"Idon't know. It's just when I see all the girls I get jealous. I wouldrather look pretty than handsome."
"Haveyou felt like this for a whole?" Maurice asked.
"Yeah.I think so. Does that make me crazy?"
"Oh,no no no. Of course not." He hugged Beau. "You're not crazy atall. Just different. Unique even. I have a daughter."
Mauricelet beau become his daughter. They choose the name Belle as it waswhat his wife wanted to call their child if they had a daughter.Maurice now could invent things for Belle.
"Iknow!" Belle jumped. "Can you make some dolls? Pretty dolls I canplay with?"
"Isure can."
SoMaurice got to work on some dolls. He was more use to mechanics thensimple sewing so it proved to be much harder. He made a few and madeone of them look like Belle with long brown hair and a blue dress.
"Hey!"That's me." Belle giggled.
"Yep.Isn't she pretty?" Maurice smiled.
The next thing Maurice madefor Belle a couple years later were some blank books. That way shecould write her own stories.
"Ilove them, dad. But I don't know if I can write my own stories."
"I'msure you can, Belle. You have a wonderful mind. I would love to see awindow with a book with your name on it one day."
"Whatcould I write about?
"Anythingyou like. Fairytales, mysteries, horror. You can even write aboutyourself and how you discovered who you really were."
WhenBelle was a bit older Maurice made his best invention. He made amedicine to prevent Belle from developing like other boys.
"Withhis pill you'll never have to worry about your body looking likeGastons."
"Ihope my brain doesn't become like his." Belle laughed. Mauricewould later make a medicine that would allow Belle to look like theother girls her age. It took a while but she eventually filled out.Many people in the town looked the other way at her and made remarksbehind her back. As horrible as he was Gaston was someone who didn't;or at least wasn't as bad as the others. Belle had become herselfafter Maurice took her to a special doctor.
"Andthat's how I became Belle." Adams looked invested. Like she wastelling a fake story.
"Allof that really happened?"
"Yes."
"Ibelieve you. Not just you're story but that you're a woman inside.I'm glad you became Belle. That way I got to marry you."
"I'mglad too."
