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Beauty and the Beast Chapter 1Frederick La'Belle was the schoolmaster of a small town in France. He was twenty-three years of age, had dark brown hair and was very handsome and smart. His students loved him and he loved them back. Deep within his heart, Fred felt rather upset about his upcoming marriage. His had been arranged to marry a wealthy girl from the village, whom he had no previous connection with. The marriage was necessary however, for his family was beginning to go poor and they needed the money.
Frederick was teaching his class about the meaning of beauty. "Alright, class," he said as he wrote the word 'Beauty' on the chalkboard. "What is beauty?" He then pointed to a girl who was raising her hand. "Yes?"
"Beauty is the fact that someone is very pretty," said the girl.
Frederick snapped his fingers. "Very good, but wrong!" he then stood in front of the first row of students. "Beauty is not a fact, it is actually an opinion." Then he walked up to the girl who answered his question.
Beauty and the Beast PrologueOnce upon a time, in a far away land, a young princess lived in a shining castle. She was blessed with a loving mother and father, who ruled as king and queen, and she had everything her heart desired. She was beautiful, caring and kind.
But then, one day, while she was out in the woods near her home, she spotted a beautiful red rose growing out of the ground. She was so intrigued with its beauty that she quickly plucked it out from the ground and rushed home to show her parents. The king and queen thought the flower was beautiful as well, and placed it inside a glass cover, for all to see.
Suddenly, the front doors flew open, and in walked a beautiful enchantress. She had come because the princess had plucked the rose from her garden and accused her of being a thief. The king tried to explain, but it was too late, for the enchantress had turned him and the queen into stone. She then turned her attention to the princess. As punishment, she transformed her into a strange Beast and place
The Nutcracker and The Mouse King Chapter 9
Marie: *opens her eyes and jolts out of her sleep* NUTCRACKER!!!
*Marie takes a few deep breaths as she holds herself together. Confused, she looks down and finds she is tightly holding the blankets on her bed. She turns all around to see her surroundings. Marie is back in her own room, in her own house. Marie rubs one hand along her brow, feeling a bead of sweat on her head. Her other hand brushes along her nightgown but then she feels something small in one of her pockets. She looks down at her right pocket, sticks her hand inside, lifts something out of it, and opens her palm. To her surprise, she sees The Mouse King's crown with the seven jewels glittering from the sunlight*
*The door opens as her Mother rushes in, a worried look on her face.
Mother: I heard you screaming, are you all right? *sits by Marie's bed and feels her brow* You're sweating. Did you have a nightmare?
Marie: *looks at her night table to see the Nutcracker wasn't there* Nutcracker! Where's Nutcracker?
The Nutcracker and The Mouse King Chapter 8
*Soon, the hour of the banquet has approached. Set in an a room that takes nearly the whole half of the first floor, a room made entirely of white marble with a Gold Chandelier hanging on the ceiling. At one side of the table stood a magnificent throne, with several chairs stationed beside it for guests. A Christmas Tree, bigger than any tree in the whole world, stands at one end of the room with beautiful decorations and a crystal star on top. Among the many guests that had arrived, a group of soldiers, each from a different race, escorts their friends and relatives. From Austria to England, even Russia, they have all come together for one reason and one reason only: To be in the presence of The Nutcracker, the one who liberated the Dolls from the wraith of the Mouse King*
*And there, marching his way to the banquet, the Nutcracker himself arrived. The guests cheer as they welcome The Nutcracker's presence in their castle. Only this time, The Nutcracker chose to dress formerly for thi
The Nutcracker and The Mouse King Chapter 7
*It's a crystal clear morning, the sounds of nature bringing a beautiful melody to wake the forest. A typical morning in this enchanted place. But unfortunately, this was not that morning. A series of footprints crunch through the snow, Julius scurries over to where the Dolls had camped the night. He makes way to the camp and sniffs around for any scent or trace. But he has arrived too late, the camp looked as if it was abandoned hours ago, as he could clearly see by the pile of burnt wood left smoldering in the middle. Julius was nervous, he expected some results. He turns as another set of footsteps approaches. It was a much larger figure, wrapped in a dark brown cloak that was filthy and ragged. His face could not be seen, but only one other mouse could be with the Lead… The Mouse King*
Mouse King: *in a raspy voice* Well, Julius… Where are they?
Julius: They were here, that's for sure. *sniffs the ground* They left about three hours ago… *eyes widen as he picks up torn bits of a dr
The Nutcracker and The Mouse King Chapter 6
*Meanwhile, the Nutcracker, Marie and the rest of the dolls continued their journey through the thick, snow covered forest, unaware that they were being followed*
Marie: I never even knew such a place existed, under our own roof too!
Nutcracker: I'm just as surprised as you are.
Cassim: There are so many wonders that mankind has yet to fully discover. There's so much to this day that no one knows about… But that's what makes an adventure: To seek the unknown.
Rosaline: Oh Cassim, you're such a poet.
Cassim: Why thank you, m'lady. How very kind?
Ivan: Oh please, I can't believe you're really into all this hocus-pocus. All I see is trees and snow, but not even Sugar Plum fairies.
Marie: Excuse me, but…what are Sugar Plum Fairies?
Yin: From what we know according to ancient folklore…
Yang: It has been deduced that the Sugar Plum Fairies are part of a group of mystics beings as you refer to as the "fairy" folk, small beings who claim to be the work of "all" nature.
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