Daminette One-Shots/ December 2020✔

IX: BOOK

A/N: Daminette: Beauty and the Beast AU or yah something like that hehe
Hehehe I know there are stories like this out there but it just stood out in my mind...

3rd POV

A long time ago in Paris.
There lived a young prince, he grew up with his mother who taught him to be cold and that he was above others. His mother had brought him to his Father, King Bruce, when he was about 10 years old. His brothers had tried to be-friend him, but that didn't really work out.

An old man by the name of Master Fu came by the castle one night. He knocked on the door, he was greeted by the young prince.

"What do you want old man?" The young prince said in a cold tone.

"Young sir I would like to ask if I could seek shelter for the night. I have come along way, I hope you could spare a room if that wouldn't be much trouble," the old man asked.

"This palace is no place for you peasant, be on your way and find somewhere else," the young prince replied arrogantly.

"But sir-" Fu was going to speak but was stopped when the door was slammed by tge young prince.

He knocked once again but this time for a different reason...

"What now?" Damian complained.

"For your arrogance and misbehaviour, you young prince must learn a lesson," Fu began.

Damian started to change appearance. His skin was being covered by dark feathers. He was turning into a bird sort of creature.

"What is happening? What have you done to me?" Damian questioned.

"Your dark soul shall find one with light in them to turn you back, this book shall be your window to the outside world." Fu said.
"There is a cherry blossom tree out in your gardens. When the last flower (leaf?) falls this curse will be permanent."

With that Fu vanished like thin air.

Damian went back inside the palace. He saw saw objects coming to life.

Dick was a candle. (A/N: I can just imagine him as Lumière.)

Jason was a clock. (A/N: grumpy Cogsworth)

Tim was a coffee cup. (A/N: He likes coffee so yah... why not... also I couldn't make them all robins... 😅)

Bruce well he turned into a bat.

The kingdom fell as they had thought the royal family were either missing or worse dead.
7 years and the curse still wasn't lifted. The tree was losing its flowers slowly. They really do hope that someone would come their way and help Damian and see pass his cold demeanor.

Damian spent all those years looking at the world through the book that showed the outside world and he also painted images and sceneries... hoping soon this curse would be lifted.

In a small town though there was a Baker's daughter named Marinette. She was a kind and lovely girl.
Marinette loved to design and read.

One morning she woke up and had told her parents that she was going to town to take back a book she borrowed from the town library. Her parents said okay then she was off.

*insert "Belle" song jk*

When she got to the library, she greeted her friend Marc, he was the son of the library.
"Bonjour Marc, any new books today?" She asked as she handed him the book she borrowed before.
"Not since you came in the last time." He replied.
"Oh well that's okay, I'll just borrow another one if I may..." she said.
"But of course Mari," he smiled.
"How's the story you've been working?" She inquired. Marc had told Mari that he was working on a story. He had wished to write a novel people would like.
"Oh that, its still a work in progress, I'm upto chapter nine where it tells about the history of magical jewelries." He supplied.
"That sounds very interesting I'd love to read about it one day. I'd borrow these two if that's alright?" She said as she showed him the two books she was going to borrow.
"These two again, you've read this one 10 times already and the other 8, if I am not mistaken." He said.
"I know but I just love the story so much!" She exclaimed.
"Alright, alright. There you go," Marc said.
"Merci, au revoir Marc I'll see you next week," Marinette said as she went off.