"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 her dress.
"Oh NO!" yelled the candelabra. "Mademoiselle! Your skirt! It's a Blaze!" Everyone turned at once and saw the bottom of Cinderella's on fire. Immediately Cinderella dropped to her knee's and smothered it out. The candelabra was by her side in a flash.
"Phew! That was close cherie." Said the candelabra. Cinderella looked at the three objects still in awe. "How? Wha... I ..." Cinderella mumbled, not able to from what she wants to say. "Oh, its alright cherie. Take your time." Said the candelabra. "Now look what you have done!" Scolded the candelabra to the clock. "Me!?" Squeaked the clock. "Its not my.." "Yes! Yes, you!" yelled the candelabra. The two began to fight again and once again the tea pot stepped into break-up the argument. She said "Boys! Boys! BOYS! You are upsetting the poor girl. Can't you see she is scared." "I'm not scared." said Cinderella. All three objects stop. "What did you say dear?" Asked the tea pot. "I said, 'I'm not scared'." repeated Cinderella. "I was just taken off guard." "Well, that is quite understandable dear. We can be..... a lot to take in." Said the tea pot. "Let us introduce ourselves mademoiselle. I am Lumiere." said the candelabra as he bowed deep. "I am Mrs. Potts dear." said the tea pot. "And I" bowed the clock "am Cogsworth. Manager of the household." "Pleasure to meet you." said Cinderella cordially. "Oh. I have something for you." She said to Cogsworth. She fumbled through her thin coat and pulled a letter out and handed it to Cogs worth. "Oh." He said. Cogsworth opened the letter and read silently to himself. Mrs. Potts and Lumiere looked on over his shoulder reading along. The letter read:
To the manger of the household,
I have heard that you were seeking servants sometime ago. I send you this girl to you. She should be of some service. No task is to menial for her and she prefers the less desirable tasks. Don't be afraid to work her. She can do more than she lets on. Good luck with your new servant.
Lady Tremaine
"Well! The nerve of that woman. Who does she think she is?" complained Cogsworth. "Who indeed!" exclaimed the Lumiere. Both were quite upset about the letter. "She does not even give a care to this girl. What sort of woman is this?" continued Lumiere. "Obviously some .." "Enough!" said Mrs. Potts as she cut Cogsworth off. "This is not the time to discuss this." Said Mrs. Potts, slyly indicating Cinderella was still with them. Both somber-ed up but their frustrations were easy to see. Turning her attention back to Cinderella Mrs. Potts said "Well. Welcome ..... um. We haven't been properly introduced yet. What is your name dear?" "Oh, pardon me. My name is Is... Cinderella. My name is Cinderella." said Cinderella as she blushed at her lapse in etiquette. Mrs. Potts caught Cinderella's name confusion but did not mention it. "Well, welcome Cinderella. You must be tired from your journey dear. Lets get you settled into a room so you can rest." Mrs. Potts smiled comfortingly at Cinderella. "I am a bit tired." said Cinderella. "Then let us lead the way cherie." said Lumiere as he hoped toward the open door where Cinderella came in. Mrs. Potts and Cogsworth jumped down from the table and joined Lumiere. "Follow us Mademoiselle." called Cogsworth from the open door. Cinderella quickly collected her things and followed the others out of the room and down the hall. She followed them as they crossed the grand entrance hall of the castle. Cinderella looked around at the dark splendor of the hall. The room was oddly familiar but she couldn't place it. On the second level over looking the hall was a dark figure watching the small procession as it crossed the hall. Cinderella did not notice this figure that watched her as she followed Mrs. Potts , Lumiere, and Cogsworth across the hall and out of sight.
"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 her dress.
"Oh NO!" yelled the candelabra. "Mademoiselle! Your skirt! It's a Blaze!" Everyone turned at once and saw the bottom of Cinderella's on fire. Immediately Cinderella dropped to her knee's and smothered it out. The candelabra was by her side in a flash.
"Phew! That was close cherie." Said the candelabra. Cinderella looked at the three objects still in awe. "How? Wha... I ..." Cinderella mumbled, not able to from what she wants to say. "Oh, its alright cherie. Take your time." Said the candelabra. "Now look what you have done!" Scolded the candelabra to the clock. "Me!?" Squeaked the clock. "Its not my.." "Yes! Yes, you!" yelled the candelabra. The two began to fight again and once again the tea pot stepped into break-up the argument. She said "Boys! Boys! BOYS! You are upsetting the poor girl. Can't you see she is scared." "I'm not scared." said Cinderella. All three objects stop. "What did you say dear?" Asked the tea pot. "I said, 'I'm not scared'." repeated Cinderella. "I was just taken off guard." "Well, that is quite understandable dear. We can be..... a lot to take in." Said the tea pot. "Let us introduce ourselves mademoiselle. I am Lumiere." said the candelabra as he bowed deep. "I am Mrs. Potts dear." said the tea pot. "And I" bowed the clock "am Cogsworth. Manager of the household." "Pleasure to meet you." said Cinderella cordially. "Oh. I have something for you." She said to Cogsworth. She fumbled through her thin coat and pulled a letter out and handed it to Cogs worth. "Oh." He said. Cogsworth opened the letter and read silently to himself. Mrs. Potts and Lumiere looked on over his shoulder reading along. The letter read:
To the manger of the household,
I have heard that you were seeking servants sometime ago. I send you this girl to you. She should be of some service. No task is to menial for her and she prefers the less desirable tasks. Don't be afraid to work her. She can do more than she lets on. Good luck with your new servant.
Lady Tremaine
"Well! The nerve of that woman. Who does she think she is?" complained Cogsworth. "Who indeed!" exclaimed the Lumiere. Both were quite upset about the letter. "She does not even give a care to this girl. What sort of woman is this?" continued Lumiere. "Obviously some .." "Enough!" said Mrs. Potts as she cut Cogsworth off. "This is not the time to discuss this." Said Mrs. Potts, slyly indicating Cinderella was still with them. Both somber-ed up but their frustrations were easy to see. Turning her attention back to Cinderella Mrs. Potts said "Well. Welcome ..... um. We haven't been properly introduced yet. What is your name dear?" "Oh, pardon me. My name is Is... Cinderella. My name is Cinderella." said Cinderella as she blushed at her lapse in etiquette. Mrs. Potts caught Cinderella's name confusion but did not mention it. "Well, welcome Cinderella. You must be tired from your journey dear. Lets get you settled into a room so you can rest." Mrs. Potts smiled comfortingly at Cinderella. "I am a bit tired." said Cinderella. "Then let us lead the way cherie." said Lumiere as he hoped toward the open door where Cinderella came in. Mrs. Potts and Cogsworth jumped down from the table and joined Lumiere. "Follow us Mademoiselle." called Cogsworth from the open door. Cinderella quickly collected her things and followed the others out of the room and down the hall. She followed them as they crossed the grand entrance hall of the castle. Cinderella looked around at the dark splendor of the hall. The room was oddly familiar but she couldn't place it. On the second level over looking the hall was a dark figure watching the small procession as it crossed the hall. Cinderella did not notice this figure that watched her as she followed Mrs. Potts , Lumiere, and Cogsworth across the hall and out of sight.