Epilogue.
Over time Belle learned how to use her new gift, it was in her nature to forgive but never forget. Now three years later they sat at the dinner table with Potts and the entire staff, having the table of 20 finally being filled, and a little extra person. Everyone clapped and cheered when the Belle's son was now a year old, his electric green eyes lit up like a Christmas tree when he saw the cake, he got his eyes from his father. Belle kissed Kole passionately before they began to cut the cake, Potts was taking plenty of photos, everyone laughed and had fun as they enjoyed the swirl cake with toy designs.
Belle stared at her son,
"Kovu, come here."
Her son obeyed without hesitation,
"Why don't you show the house what you learned last week."
Kovu smiled like he had just bought the town bakery. Everyone followed outside, Kovu stood barefoot before he shifted into his small Black and white wolf. The colors of the parents, they all smiled and clapped. Potts was tearing up from the shredded suit she made for him, she made plenty more however. Kole kissed Belle's head and rested his ontop of hers as they watched their son play.
"Thank you, for this wonderful like Belle."
"My pleasure Beast."
She smiled as they kissed once more.
THE END.
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Belle
Short StoryNo one knew what she looked like, and the ones who did called her Beauty. She always wore her red cloak, covering her face as if she was ashamed or shy. Everyday she would get a book from the library and return the one from the day before. She would...
