Cherry and Atticus's Magical World

chapter 12

Cherry looked out the window. "This lack of sunshine is making my life depressing."

"But Cherry, you like being depressed." Patch reminded.

"That's not the point," Cherry narrowed her eyes. "I'm just ready for a change, at least I haven't had a nightmare in weeks."

"True." Drell nodded.

"Why don't you take a nap?" Atticus suggested. "You look crashed again."

Cherry yawned a little. "Don't you think I've slept enough?"

"You just might be a bit tired." Atticus said.

Cherry yawned again. Atticus then led her to her bed and came back as Mrs. Potts drearily stared out the window with the gray skies of winter.

"The weather has been dreadful." Cogsworth shivered.

"You said it." Mo also shivered.

"Never in all my years can I remember a sun more reluctant to show itself," Mrs. Potts sounded depressed. "Not a single ray in weeks."

"Mrs. Potts, are you okay?" Belle asked.

"Hmm? Oh, yes," Mrs. Potts replied as she looked back to her. "Forgive me, dear; I'm afraid these gray skies have got me feeling blue."

"Melancholy, a pitiful, dejected mood." Webster defined.

"Also meaning she's feeling rather depressed." Hilda said.

"Eh, yes, thank you, Webster and Hilda..." Mrs. Potts replied.

The witch woman and dictionary then nodded to her.

"Maybe you just need some rest." Mo said.

"Yes, that's a good idea." Belle agreed.

"Don't let this silly little mood I'm in get to you, dears," Mrs. Potts sadly smiled as Chip hopped down onto the tea tray. "I'll get over it. After all, the grayer the day, the more my tea soothes the soul."

"That does sound good." Mo said.

"Care for a spot?" Mrs. Potts offered.

"Sounds wonderful." Mo smiled with a nod.

Mrs. Potts then poured her spout into her son's cup head. Mo then took the cup and sipped before her eyes slightly widened.

"Don't tell me it's cold?" Mrs. Potts frowned.

"I'm afraid you forgot to add tea," Mo replied as she put Chip back down next to his mother. "It's just warm water."

This caused for the teapot to gasp. "Forgot to add tea?" she then asked before looking even more miserable. "I've never been so embarrassed!"

"No, no, it's okay, everyone makes mistakes." Mo said.

"I must be losing my mind!" Mrs. Potts panicked.

"Maybe you should get some rest." Belle insisted.

"I'm no good to anyone in this state..." Mrs. Potts sighed.

"I'm sure that's not true." Mo said.

"Why don't you stay in my room?" Belle offered. "It's nice and quiet. Who know? You might wake up a new teapot."

Mrs. Potts sighed, but then smiled slightly to her. "Thank you, luv."

'She seems so depressed, I wonder how the Beast is doing?' Mo thought to herself.

Mo went with Lumiere and Cogsworth to find that the Beast was fast asleep in his bed.

"I'm afraid all this precipitatior has triggered some terrible leaks," Cogsworth informed. "He was up on the castle roof repairing them all last night."