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Post by lillyfan123 on Feb 27, 2007 0:44:53 GMT
Is the origenal one sad? Cuz, the little mermaid.... EDIT: 1 more page.....
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Post by wallynkukiness on Feb 27, 2007 0:45:56 GMT
*huggles back* Coolness ^^ There are different versions of Beauty and the Beast? Wow I never knew
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Post by allie on Feb 27, 2007 0:49:18 GMT
*nod* There are...I think, if the REAL one does count (it's also very, very old, also in black and white) Plus it's in French, but has subtitles at the bottom. ^^ I've only seen a a little itty-bitty part where Beauty is crying and she finds Beast by a small stream nearly dying..that's all I remember.
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Post by destinyinevitable on Feb 27, 2007 0:51:52 GMT
..I don't remember a stream in the original. But the Beast starts out a bit nicer...as in, he actually is the one who sets the food and things out for Beauty's father, but then he freaks out because her father picks a rose from his garden to give Beauty.
There were also 6 sons, as well as 5 other sisters, not including Beauty.
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Post by lillyfan123 on Feb 27, 2007 0:53:38 GMT
Wow!!! Lot ah kids! And I thought four was alot..... O.o
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Post by destinyinevitable on Feb 27, 2007 0:56:23 GMT
I know...twelve total. And all, even Beauty to a very small degree, are very spoiled. Then they lose their money, and she's the only one who doesn't spend all her time talking about how she wants her old life back.
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Post by lillyfan123 on Feb 27, 2007 0:57:55 GMT
Hee hee. Rachel/Beauty the optimist. ;D
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Post by allie on Feb 27, 2007 1:05:03 GMT
Hmm...I think the scene I'm explaining is kinda near the ending. ^^ Oh well. I remember reading Beauty and the Beast (not the Disney one) back in grade school...1st or 2nd Grade, I believe. A small story book, which it was.
Mel, if you are typing the fic, one question: Will Nigel be a beast, or human?
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Post by destinyinevitable on Feb 27, 2007 1:22:02 GMT
Beast. I have more fun with him that way. I must go find my book of fairy tales..
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Post by lillyfan123 on Feb 27, 2007 1:25:41 GMT
Coolness! *smiles* =Dang, I want to draw! *drews* And read. I'm in a 1/362 mood.
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Post by destinyinevitable on Feb 27, 2007 2:05:15 GMT
Author's note: Decided to make it a bit more similar to KND (not very much..more of just who made Nigel that way, and changing Beauty's lines to the way Rachel would actually say them. I used references, but this one was more a memory story..so...I may have made some it up..heh..)
Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, lived a rich merchant with six daughters and six sons. They did not live beyond their means, but due to the children’s constant demand for new and expensive things, neither did the ever have excess.
One day a storm occurred at sea, and all the merchant’s ships were lost. He could no longer afford the elegant mansion he and his children lived in. They had nothing. So he moved himself and his children to a cottage in the country side.
His children did not take this well. The boys grumbled to have to do field work, and the girls spent their time lamenting the loss of their friends and fine jewels. All the girls, except, that is, the youngest one. Her name was Rachel. Though she, too, had been upset to see the loss of their old life, she was determined to go about life as cheerfully as she could. The father looked to her as an example to the others.
One day news arrived that one of the merchant’s ships had made it into port. Hoping that the goods onboard were not damaged, he set off to find it. But first, he asked his daughters and sons what they would like brought back.
The sons asked for little but expensive gifts, while the girls asked for expensive gowns. Rachel sat quietly and refused to ask for anything. “And you, my little beauty?” her father asked, using his favorite nickname for his favorite daughter.
“I’d just like to see your safe return, father,” she replied, smiling. Her sisters frowned and said she should ask for something normal. They were just irate because she had not asked for a worldly possession. Finally, Rachel gave into their goading. “Just a rose, father. I miss them so much.”
“Very well,” He said with a smile, hugging each and every one of his twelve children before setting off.
Days later found him lost, trapped in the middle of a blizzard. He swore he could hear a wolf’s howl nearby, and rushed towards the first light he saw. The light lead him to a beautiful castle, though seemingly deserted.
Cautiously, he pushed open the door and entered, calling out for the Lord of the castle. No one answered. Seeing no harm in taking shelter for the night in an abandoned castle, he found a bed and fell asleep. When he awoke, he smelled wonderful foods, and searched for the source. He found a dining room nearby, the table spread with a wonderful feast. Hungrily he ate, scarcely stopping to think of whomever was kind enough to set the food out for him.
After he finished, he thought to himself how his children would love to see this place, wondering if it had not been intended all for him. Surely this could not all be coincidence. So, he went outside to ready his horse.
Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a rose bush, and remembering his promise to Rachel, he headed over to it and selected the most beautiful blossom among them. But just as he snapped it off the bush, he heard a great roar.
Someone seized him from behind, and he was forcibly whirled around to face a monstrous beast, at least a foot taller than himself. “How dare you!” the beast roared, enraged, “I fed you, gave you a place to stay, and you repay me my stealing one of my roses!”
“I’m sorry,” the merchant said, trembling. “My daughter…my youngest daughter, she just wished for a rose…oh, beauty..little do you know what your request has cost me..”
The beast let go of him, seemingly deep in thought. “Either I lock you up, or one of your daughters.”
“How could I trick one of my own daughters such a way?”
“You won’t. She must choose to take your place. I’ll give you one month. One month to spend with your children. At the end, you must either have your daughter come here, or you must come back.”
The merchant nodded, falling to his knees. “Thank you, sire…”
“You may rest here for the night. In the morning,” the beast said slowly, “You will hear a bell. When you hear it, get up, eat your breakfast, and then leave. Spend the month with your family, and then come back. Do not imagine you can ever hide from me. If you do not return, I will hunt you and your children down. Oh, and take the rose to your beauty.”
Still shaking, the merchant went to a bedroom to retire for the night. He woke up to a bell, ate his breakfast, and left. He arrived at home, looking more ragged and weary than ever. He handed the rose to Rachel. “There…you’ve no idea what it’s cost me, beauty..” He then told his children his story.
The daughters all blamed Rachel, while her brothers all kept insisting that the merchant not return. “No..I gave my word.”
“I’ll return for you,” Rachel said firmly, “It was my request that got you into this mess, papa. I’ll get you out.”
At first the merchant would not hear of it, but Rachel stood fast. She stubbornly kept pressing him to allow her to return instead of him. Finally, he gave in to her wishes. After a month, a horse showed up at the door of the cottage, and Rachel and her father got onto it. They did not even have to direct it. The horse immediately took them to the Beast’s castle, where fireworks were being set off.
“Well, if the beast celebrates the arrival of his food so much, he must be very hungry,” Rachel joked. Her father let a single tear fall at the thought of his daughter being munched on by that thing.
The Beast was standing at the entrance to the castle. “Hello, beauty,”
“Hello, Beast,” Rachel said, fighting down her fear of his monstrous appearance.
“You don’t have to do this, Rachel,” her father whispered to her. She jumped down from the horse and moved closer to the Beast. He seemed confused for a moment, though not unpleased.
Another horse appeared, laden with satchels of gold and other bags the merchant could not see inside of. “Take these, merchant,” the beast said, “I know they do not make up for the loss of your daughter, but it will help your troubles.” With that, both horses took off, not giving Rachel or her father a chance to say goodbye.
The beast stayed out of Rachel’s way the next few weeks, allowing her to go anywhere she wished to in the castle, only allowing her to see him at dinner, when they ate together. He did all he could to make her happy.
One night, Rachel had a strange dream. There was a boy her age, handsome, though bald, who came to talk to her.
“Do not allow appearances to deceive you, Rachel. I love you dearly..”
“I don’t understand,” Rachel told her admirer.
“You will in time. I hope…”
Rachel woke to someone saying her name. She got up, and when she did, she found a necklace with a picture of the boy from her dream. She put it on and headed to breakfast, where the beast awaited her. “Rachel…are you happy here?”
“I’d have to be very hard to please if I weren’t,” she responded cheerfully.
“Then, Rachel..will you marry me?”
Rachel was taken aback. “No…I ..I don’t love you. I’m sorry.”
The beast seemed a little sad, but he was not angry.
Once more that night, Rachel dreamed of the boy.
“Rachel..you still haven’t quite seen through it. But I hope you do soon…”
But before she could respond to him, her dream was interrupted by a dream of her father, looking miserable as he called her name.
The next day, she asked the beast if she could visit her family. The beast looked sad, but with how he felt for her, he could not deny her anything. “Very well…but you must return to me after ten days.”
Rachel readily agreed, and made her way that very day to her old cottage home. After ten days, she found she could not bear to leave them. One more day couldn’t hurt, she decided.
That night, she dreamed of the beast lying in the garden, dying. She sat up immediately, grabbed her stuff, and untied the horse from the sticking post.
When she arrived at the castle, the Beast lay dying in his garden. She cradled his head in her lap, crying. “Oh..no..no..I’m so sorry…please, don’t die. Please..I….I love you.”
At that moment, the fur receded, the snout grew into a normal nose, and the beast’s hands shrunk. He was human. Moreover, he was the boy she had seen in her dream. “Rachel?” He rubbed his eyes, and stared down at his hands. “Rachel, you saw through it!” he hugged her. “My name is Nigel…a long time ago, a wicked adult cast a spell on me so that I’d turn into a beast, because I wouldn’t eat my vegetables. Figuring someone of our age could never learn to love or be loved, unless we were beautiful, that was the term for how long I was to be a beast.”
Rachel smiled, kissing Nigel on the lips.
“Now, Rachel..will you marry me?”
“Oh, yes, I will, Nigel.” Rachel said. After their marriage, Rachel’s family moved into the palace with them. And Nigel made sure they all lived happily ever after.
The end
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Post by allie on Feb 27, 2007 2:05:30 GMT
@mel Ok, that's fine with me. ^^
@lilly I'm in a 1/362 mood myself. X3 Plus I wanna draw soon, too.
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Post by allie on Feb 27, 2007 2:15:19 GMT
Double-post...sorry peeps. ^^;
Aww, a happy ending! I loved it so! It's one of your best fics ever, Mel! Well, to me it is! ^_^
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Post by wallynkukiness on Feb 27, 2007 2:16:51 GMT
Great fic Mel! T'was totally cute ♥
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Post by destinyinevitable on Feb 27, 2007 2:32:36 GMT
Danki! *huggles*
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