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Chapter 2: Saved

Phillipe and I stopped of to the side of the road for lunch I sat in the grass and ate some bread and cheese I had bought from the town near by it wasn't much but it would hold me over until we got to Paris. While I was admiring the dandelions and made my wish I let Phillipe rest for quite awhile and have his fill of grass he was getting older but he's still a good horse the best companion he has been with us since I was there since a little girl always there when I needed someone to talk to and always up for a ride when I needed to clear my head he's the only friend I've ever...

Preface:
Just when you think there is nothing to live for you realize it was right in front of you along and you would do anything fight for it or even die to protect knowing it would be your biggest sacrifice.

Chapter 1: Nothing Left

Things haven't been the same since Papa died this last winter I'm glad he's no longer suffering and with mother again he missed her so much he had been sick before but it was nothing like this I thought he could pull out of it fight to live and stay with me but he was needed in heaven more I can still here him say "I love you my sweet child and when your mother...

Here is chapter one of my story!
(Belle's point of view)
When I first meant Balto, I didn't know what to say. I was on the ground scared out of my mind because I was attacked by wolves. Balto said "I'll protect you." I just stared, and thought ~dogs can talk?~,and then I watched him fight the wolves, it was impressive to see a dog like him handling this. Once the wolves had enough of Balto they ran away. I said to him "thank you, what's your name?" The dog replied " my name is Balto?" He asked "your's?" I replied "my name is Belle, nice to meet you." Standing up, I went to my horse, and undid...

Dear Diary,

Another wet day so I’m sitting in the library to write this, not that I mind so much because I do love books, after all. They’re such an escape when this place gets dreary or the atmosphere stuffily unbearable. Anya is in a huff again; about goodness knows what. Ferdinand says she’s getting far too haughty and Derek says she’s getting too big for her boots. I’m inclined to agree with both of them. I don’t know what’s got into her lately. She’s changed from the girl I used to know. I think it’s something to do with the fact that our parents favour her over the rest...

Hercules stared at the clock, anxiously waiting for Anastasia to come out. All he could think about was locking lips with her. He had been dreaming of dating her for weeks and today was the day he would ask her out. A group of girls walked passed giggling and waving at Hercules. He stopped and waved back, shocked. The girls came over and sat with him.

“Hi there.” Said the blonde one twirling her hair as she leant in to him.
“What’s your name hot stuff?” asked a tall girl with raven hair. Hercules smiled dreamily as she pushed away the blonde and sat upon his knee.
“Uh, Hercules. My...

[NOTE: before you read this, yes I know Anastasia is not dreamworks but I couldn't really call it Non-Disney Town or whatever]

“Hey Poca, Does this dress make me look fat?” Belle was holding up a green dress she had found in the store. Her, Esmeralda, Pocahontas and Tiana were at the new store ‘Fairy Godmothers’. Pocahontas turned around to look at the dress Belle had found.
“Try pink” she replied as she turned back to the rack she was previously rummaging through.
“Of course! Pink!” Belle grabbed the same dress in pink and walked back into the change room. Just then Aurora and...

The evening of the school dance came around, and Belle was nervous; she didn’t mind admitting it. Why, she wasn’t sure; although it was probably something to do with the fact that she had never been to a dance like this in her life before.

“It’ll be just fine,” her friends told her, reassuringly. “We’ll have a lot of fun. It’ll be great.”

The staff had gone all out to make the hall look nice for the dance. Cinderella had spent half the day polishing and waxing the floor. In fact, halfway through sweeping it, she had been caught dancing with her broom, pretending she was at...

"It's alright dear. Calm down. Shhhh." Said the tea pot on the table. Cinderella was backed up to the fireplace facing the talking objects.

"Well it's not my fault the girl looked at me." Said the clock, who was trying to justify himself to the candelabra who was shaking his head disapprovingly. Cinderella looked on as the objects started to argue.
"Don't you shake you're head at me candle! You never.." "You always have to.."
"Me!? You're the one who always.."

While the objects started fighting Cinderella backed up, wide-eyed toward the fireplace. She did not feel the heat of the fire jump to...

Seti did calm down eventually, but he still couldn’t quite bring himself to accept Ariel as his son’s chosen bride. Not that it mattered in the slightest, for there was nothing that he could say or do that could prevent their union. Queen Tuya had enough blessing for the both of them and Moses declared that he would be “tickled” to have Ariel as a sister.

The day of the wedding arrived and Ariel found herself dressed in the finest silk in all of Egypt for the occasion. Queen Tuya declared that there was surely no goddess in all of Egypt that could match her beauty that day. Moses was...

It came to Belle quite easily as she lay awake that night that the best way to subdue the guards would be to somehow put them to sleep. Sedatives were easy to get hold of, she knew, having procured them for Frollo and the Archdeacon in the past; all she had to do was go to the pharmacy on the corner and request that the pharmacist not tell Frollo that she had been there. If he suspected her of helping the gypsy escape, well, Clopin was right, she would be in extreme danger. For that, she would have to pin a lot of the blame on Clopin himself once Frollo learned he had escaped; she would have...