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The Beauty and the Beast
part 3
Vannytrap/Vannilliam
The next morning, the young woman awoke to the sun’s rays through the slits in the curtains. She got up with a nice pain in her spine and remembered that last night she had slept on the floor beside him, by the way, where was he? Without barely waking up, the door was thrown open by the blue rabbit.
─Miss, my lord requires your presence in the dining room.
Very courteous as always, the rabbit said. Having just time to splash water on her face and finger-join her hair, the girl left the room and followed the rabbit into the dining room. As they walked, she noticed a burn on the back of the rabbit’s ears. ‘Poor boy, what did those things do?’ she thought. Upon arriving in the living room, the rabbit left her alone with the master, who was sitting in the far corner of the fireplace. Without saying a word, he motioned for the young woman to sit beside him, and so she obeyed. They both fell into an uncomfortable silence as they ate—in case it was only Vanessa who was eating.
─Aren’t you going to eat too?─ the young woman asked.─ I’ve never seen you eat or drink anything since I got here.
─No, I don’t need to eat anymore, although I still can, but what’s the point of eating and not being able to taste it?
─And why did you decide to see me eat like a spy cat? What an ugly thing Mr William.
─Look, I…it’s so weird having to ask for this that I don’t even know where to start. Do you want to stay with me? I mean, help me with some work in the workshop…
─Ah, if that was just it then fine.─ She smiled.
When he had finished eating the soup and bread they had made for him, they went to the west wing of the castle. She was familiar with that part of the castle, as she had been there without permission, so it wasn’t all that surprising. What was really surprising was the huge workshop that was in front of them, dear! It was a huge place, with things far beyond the girl’s fertile imagination, it was almost a dream. With that ignorant and backward-thinking village, she had little contact with technology, and what little she has experienced was in drawings of old advertisements and with robot servants of the palace. It was a more splendid creation than the other, on one side they were things resembling metallic skeletons and on the other side small artifacts that could do anything far beyond what a normal human being could imagine.
─So, what did you think?─ he asked in an attempt to bring the girl out of all that ecstasy.
─This place is so far beyond what I jáve ever seen that theres no better word to describe what Im feeling than ecstatic, that was specific but its true. What is this?─ She pointed to a small device with a red light.
─It is an illusion disk. To better explain what he does, let me show you.─ The rotten rabbit took the small device and held out his paw for the young woman to hold it, without hesitation she took his paw and the two went further into the workshop .
He led her to a circular metal bench with a column attached to the ceiling in the middle. On the bench, there was a white bear with its snout and around the purple eyes, in its right hand, there was a kind of puppet in the shape of a rabbit, it looked like Bonnie but in a darker shade of blue. William took the device and placed it on the bear’s shoulder, he squeezed something and at the same moment the bear was completely different, he looked more alive, just like William.
─Wow! He looks like you.
─I know, but that’s just an illusion, he’s still that same metal bear with a weird laugh. The Illusion Disc can do much more than that, but I have no reason to try to improve it anymore.
─What else is here? How do you make one of these? What’s this thing?” She held up a kind of silicone sheet with an elongated, thin shape.
─Calm down, later I’ll show you and this thing in your hand is silicone, I use it to make the Bonnies’ rabbit ears.
─Wow…
And so it happened, the two began to meet day after day in the workshop, working together with new creations and when they took a break from work, they were reading something or messing with old things and discussing things they could do around the castle. As one day when Vanessa was tinkering with a small music box with five small wooden dolls, William said it was something built shortly after being cursed, he said it was longing that made him do it. And also one day in particular, where Vanessa suggested cleaning the entire castle, since all that dust was burning her nose ─in addition to the very bad smell that the rabbit gave off, she just didn’t say anything about it so as not to embarrass him. Because the young woman was quite right in wanting to clean the castle, the rabbit organized all of his servants, from Bonnies to Foxys, and even helped with the cleaning. Cleaning the castle took practically a full day, but the effort was worth it as they watched the purple and violet floors glow with hundreds of lit candles.
─It’s been so long this place didn’t smell like cheap cleaning product.─ said the rabbit looking around with its muzzle moving.
─I didn’t know you could use fabric softener as a disinfectant.
─And I can’t, I only wear it because I like the smell of clean clothes, and as you can see, my clothes haven’t been clean for many years.
─How long have you been wearing the same clothes?
─Five years, I think. When you go too long without leaving a huge, unkempt place, you lose track of time.
─How old are you again?
─I turned 59 last week.
─What?! Why didn’t you tell me?
─Why would you want to know my birthday? Nobody likes birthdays.
─The question is not the birthday but the person, I know that nobody cares, but hey, we are friends! You could have told me, I would have looked for something to give you.
─I don’t care about material goods.
─Say that and have a giant castle and a huge fortune!
─Okay, whatever, if you want to give me a gift, why don’t you do a prom just me and you? And the rest too…
─Fine.─ She smiled.
─How is it?
─I agree to do a late birthday prom for you, and also, this clean castle deserves a ball.
─Oh yeah…
He didn’t know if he was feeling sorry or if he was happy, anyway, feeling sorry for having made an invitation wouldn’t break his curse. Out of irony or annoyance, the “prom” was going to be on the same day. Both went to opposite sides, to get ready and be in character when the time comes. Vanessa went to her bedroom and when she got there, she was made a model for Chica to take her exact measurements and make the most beautiful dresses. William, well…he went to take a shower.
─Bring more shampoo!─ the rabbit yelled annoyed, and slightly embarrassed.
─But sir, it’s already been three cans of shampoo…─ the blue rabbit said worriedly.
─Bring shampoo, soap, or anything else that makes this stinky goo come out of my fur! And bring a flea control too, I think there’s a nit on my back.
─We told you to take a bath when you were bewitched, and now you’re in this humiliating situation trying to get rid of fleas in water that got dirty from you by your feet.─ the blue rabbit complained.
─Speaking of water, can you bring more?
─Yes sir.─ Bonnie sighed and left the room. At the same moment, Foxy appeared with five bottles of shampoo and a bottle of flea control.
─Here you go, tell me, why this sudden interest in wanting to shower? Couldn’t take the itchy underside?─ Foxy asked, malice in her voice.
─No, and who are you to say anything about itchy underside?
─I don’t know what it’s for so you don’t have to throw it in my face, ok!?
In addition to having to get rid of all that dirt and fleas, he also had to worry about untangling the knots he had around his body, especially the hair that grew like hair on the back of his head, it was a weird thing, but take care of the right way until he looked like an afghanistan hound. Vanessa on the other hand, was much more than full in the tub and being dressed with a finish. When they had finished getting ready-and after William had been through a lot of hardship to get himself cleaned up and fixed that fur-the two met on the staircase that led directly to the ballroom. William was in the best of her clothes in dark blue and purple, and Vanessa, she was in a blue dress, was the first time he had seen her wearing something that wasn’t red. It was a dress that moved lightly and apparently she wasn’t wearing that grid that made dresses swirl.
─Are you wearing lavender perfume?─ she asked playfully as she clung to his outstretched arm.
─Actually this is disinfectant, the perfume didn’t help much. I don’t care what I used to brush my teeth.
─Dude, that’s disgusting, ha-ha, please try to shower more often.─ She chuckled.
─Okay, okay, I’m only going to do this because I’m feeling lighter, and also because I had forgotten what color my fur was…
William wanted to go into the dining room and make small talk, but then music started playing. He saw in Vanessa’s eyes the desire to dance, and feeling obligated and not wanting to admit that she wanted to dance too, he did. He was never a good dancer to start the conversation, but Vanessa wasn’t that kind of waltz either, but that wasn’t a performance, it was fun, and they danced their way, in a special way. At the height of the music, he lifted her up, and with her height, he gave the impression that the girl could touch the chandeliers above them. When the music stopped playing, they went to the porch that was there, they sat near the railing and admired the snow-covered forest and the vast garden of blue orchids and violet flowers, and tulips of every known color, that garden was like the perfect description of paradise she saw in books.
─Today was weird, in a good way.─ she said. For some strange reason, she felt that 'butterflies in the stomach’ expression was making perfect sense now.
─Yes, it had been a long time that I didn’t have fun like that. The last time was when…well…you know.
─That doesn’t seem like a lot of fun to keep in memory…
─Tell me, this is a huge weight…
─I see, why do you want a reason to regret it?
─I don’t know, I’ve never lived with a desire of my own, that’s not quite true, but there are details I don’t want you to know. I grew old and had a legacy, but I never stopped to ask myself what I wanted, sometimes I waited for someone to show up so I could decide what I wanted and what I didn’t want, just like a robot. The only things I did because I wanted and wanted was to get married and kill those kids, and… let you stay…
─Have you never stopped to do something you really wanted to do?
─Yes, more or less…
─And what do you want to do now?
─So…
Let’s agree that it’s not just a ball, much less a conventional dinner. I will not narrate what happens next.
A/N: Yeah, I cut out the final part, because it’s a lemon, and also because it was a friend request in Spirit fanfic. I would put it here, but I’m not sure if anyone would like to read this or if anyone would feel comfortable reading this.
Part 1: https://ihamamalama.tumblr.com/post/666197753020448768/the-beauty-and-the
