We all know the story of Beauty and the Beast and how they raised their kingdom to be the greatest of them all, with a brilliant school for the royal children. Their world couldn't be any greater, their son Prince Ben was getting fitted for his coronation when they got the message he wished to talk to them.
Their world would never be the same again.
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The day started as any other, with the sound of my Father's heavy footsteps walking out of the house declaring it a new day.
With Father out of the house and on his way to 'hunt' on the Isle I knew it was time to start on my chores, maybe do them well enough to be let outside and see my friends.
I got up putting my knot-filled hair up in a quick ponytail and wrapping a belt around my waist to keep the long, grey nightgown from catching on anything. I started by cleaning up Father's room, straightening his bed, cleaning up, and gathering his clothes to do laundry. Moving on to his bathroom I scrubbed the toilet, sink, and shower. Being careful to not use too many heavy-duty cleaners that leave chemical smells in the room. I then traveled to the living room, gathering the rest of the clothes off the floor both from Father and Gil setting them by the door for later.
I then traveled to Gil's room, luckily he had stayed at Umas overnight so I didn't have to worry about waking him up. Gil was more conscious of his messes and at least tried to clean up after himself. Uma was slowly teaching Gil to be an adult, it would be a long process but if she does get through to him I'll be forever grateful.
After Gils' room had been cleaned of his scraps on the floor, and bed fixed up, I went back into the living room grabbing a broom on the way and beginning the process of cleaning the floors. Slowly cleaning the floor of the living room and working my way through the kitchen, Gils' room, father's room, and father's bathroom. It was then time to mop the tiles on the kitchen and bathroom floors. Leaving me and Gil's bathroom for the last thing to be cleaned, our bathroom and the kitchen are the cleanest rooms in the house as I had to clean them after every use of them and make sure there isn't any dirt or dust left behind for the men of the house.
When I had finished it was roughly time for Father to come back home and want something for breakfast. He preferred food to be cooked with whatever he brought back to the house but done in a quick manner as he didn't like to wait.
With that thought leaving my head Father walked in through the front door and dropped his smile seeing the house, he grunted in slight approval of how I had cleaned today. He walked into the kitchen and set...something on the counter taking quick glances at my state of dress. My hair was falling out the ponytail with whispy ends framing the sides of my face, sticking to me in the heat of the house.
"Next time instead of waiting for me to get home and putting unnecessary pressure on me to be faster in the morning you could take time to make yourself look at least presentable. You're lucky I didn't bring any of the guys over or you wouldn't be eating today". Father sighed at the end of his sentence and began to take off his shoes getting ready to relax in his chair after his 'morning hunt'.
"Yes sir, may I ask what you have graced up with today sir?" I hoped he wouldn't be offended by my asking what he had set on the counter.
"Are you going as blind as you are stupid, it's a raccoon. It's for dinner, now get me my eggs woman," Father hissed over his shoulder. But he didn't turn around or raise his fist. It's a good day.
I got started on his scrambled eggs using 5 instead of his old dozens, eggs on the Isle were hard to come by. Somehow he never seemed to be out of them though, some connection with the people that bring over the trash from Aruadon, They were the only thing he wouldn't let me get on grocery day, claiming he didn't want me dropping any of his precious eggs.
After they had finished, I served them on a tray, aware of keeping my hazel eyes on the ground, he took them without a sound and make a gesture with his hand to dismiss me for the time being. I went to the bathroom, I changed into a long long black skirt and a tight red top in honor of Father's colors. I brushed my hair, and slicking back the whisps around my face I put in a low ponytail. It was getting long, soon enough Father would demand it to be chin length, the same haircut Queen Belle currently has.
After making sure I was presentable I headed out to the living room to grab the laundry, and before grabbing the handle gathered up my courage to ask Father a question.
"Sir may I ask you a question."
A deep sigh left him making my muscles tense and ready themselves, however "What woman?"
"May I speak with others while doing the laundry sir?" Careful not to let the word friends slip from my tongue. He didn't like the main four on the Isle and said they were too eccentric for his family. That I shouldn't talk with them as they would just cloud my head from my chores.
"You mean you wish to spend your day speaking with your 'friends' and ignore the household chores that you have." His voice had raised in response to the anger brewing under his skin, I had to tread carefully or get another black eye.
"No sir, just the others at the laundry well sir."
"Fine but this'll be the last time I will hear of your wishes. I expect you back 10 minutes sooner than normal to make sure you aren't getting any ideas in your stupid head. Also, next time try not to dress like a harlot in that top." His voice had an edge to it, I was not to be seen in this top again.
"Yes sir. Thank you, sir." I bowed my head and did a perfect curtsey to Father before grabbing the laundry and heading out to the laundry well down in the middle of town.
As I headed out I could hear the voices of my friends singing about them being rotten to the core, I smiled knowing it was the one part of their day they actually enjoyed. I got to the well and saw a couple of other people already doing their laundry. Smiling at them I sat in my regular spot, everyone at the well knew each other and chatted easily, the air was warm today.
As I was working and chatting with another girl, I saw her pale and lower her eyes to her laundry, words quickly dying on her tongue. I risked a glance over my shoulder towards the shoes of whoever she was looking at.
I quickly recognized them as Jay's shoes and sighed quietly to myself, they knew better than to approach me at the well. Whatever was happening was big, he stopped in front of me, two of Maleficents' henchmen standing behind his shoulders.
"Let's go, Beauty these men will do the laundry till you return," he at least remembered to treat me lower than himself. I nodded my head, keeping it towards the ground and raising from the stair I was perched on. Watching the two henchmen take over, I hoped whatever it was, would have a quick fix as I knew they wouldn't do the laundry the right way.
"Hurry up already," Jay hissed, I nodded again and began following behind him as he led the way to Maleficents' home. When we were close enough that being seen wasn't an issue Jay slowed down walking directly next to me. He took his time in wrapping me in a side hug being cautious of the bruises he knew were there. His hand slowly rubbing my shoulder, they knew what my home life was like but were smart enough to know better than to intervene.
The last time someone tried Father killed them without a second thought.
Before we walked in the front door, he dropped his arm from my side and opened the door for us motioning me in first, as I went to pass him I asked quietly what I had been summoned for.
"Apparently we're all headed to Auradon, today."
My heart dropped to my stomach.
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Sorry about the writing skill level, also as we all know the main timelines events I figured I'd stick mainly to Beauty's POV. There will be times when I'll state exactly what happened in the movie but it won't be a constant theme in every chapter.
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