Disney Fan-Fictions (Boyxboy, Manxboy, Manxman)

-Beauty and the Beast Finale-

Omg, hey. It's been a while and now this is the end. This is a super long installment so get ready to do some reading!! XD I'll be doing this in only Ben's and the Beast's POV's.

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-Ben's POV-

I found Phillipe outside and mounted him, leaving the castle grounds and going straight into the forest to try and retrace the way I had come from before. The beast filled my mind the whole time we made our way through, but I was suddenly pulled back into reality when Phillipe came to a halt. I look around and see wolves surrounding us. I pull on the reins, turning him back around to head back to the safety of the castle, but I guess we made a wrong turn somewhere because next thing I know, Phillipe runs onto a frozen lake that breaks under our weight. To our "luck" the wolves follow right in behind us. I let out a small whimper as some begin to drown. Phillipe finally get us out of the water, thankfully, and continues running as the wolves that didn't drown continue to chase us. We get to a clearing, but become fully surrounded. Phillipe bucks me off and I fall onto the ground with a thud, causing pain to shoot from my hip and hand.

I look up and see Phillipe's reins wrapped around a tree, keeping him from going anywhere. Ignoring my own pain, I grab the closest thing to a weapon I can find and hurry over to him, smacking a wolf away with the object before it could sink its teeth into Phillipe. My only defense is soon broken by the strong jaw of one of the wolves. Isn't this just great. First, I get yelled at by that guy, now, I'm about to be killed by rabid wolves. Could this day get any better?

I get dragged down by my cloak, throwing my arms in front of my face to shield it from the wolf about to pounce me. When nothing happens except for the sound of more growling, I slowly lower my arms and gasp as the scene around me. The beast is throwing wolves left and right, even with a huge wound on his shoulder. After a bit of fighting, the wolves that aren't knocked out, flee. When the beast looks back at me, he has a sad look on his face before his eyes roll to the back of his head and he topples over.

This is my chance to get away, but I can't leave him here. Especially while he's out cold and hurt. I let out a long frustrated groan as I free Phillipe from his unfortunate snagging and bring him closer to the beast. With all the strength in my body, which isn't a lot, I lift him onto Phillipe's back. I make sure he can't fall off before heading in a direction that I'm hoping will lead us tot he castle.

Earlier, when being chased by those wolves, I had set my mind to going back tot he castle to be safe. Why I had thought the castle was safe, I have no clue. For some odd reason, I can't shake it from my head. Well, I can't shake him from my head. I'm confusing myself.

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I let out a sigh as he keeps growling when I try to get closer to clean his wound. My face scrunches up as he licks at it. "Ew, stop that." I gently push his head away from the wound and go towards the wound with the rag in my hand. He growls again and tries to get away from my rag while avoiding making contact with me. "Hold still."

He doesn't and I accidentally push a little too hard into the wound. Crap. He roars. "That hurts!"

I step back and cross my arms over my chest. "If you'd stop moving, it wouldn't hurt as much."

"Well, if you hadn't run away, this wouldn't have happened!" He yells.

I roll my eyes. "If you hadn't frightened me, I wouldn't have run away!"

He looks dumbfounded as he tries to think of a comeback. "Well, you shouldn't have been in the West Wing!"

"Well, you should learn to control your temper!" He thinks again, but this time finds nothing else to say. I smile in triumph then go back to trying to clean his wound. "Now, please, hold still. This'll sting a bit." He only grunts and I begin to clean the wound as I hear the sound of his teeth grinding together. After some silence, I glance up at him. "Thank you. For saving me, I mean." I glance up at him again and smile at the look of surprise on his face.