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thecat620 · 2 years ago

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Stolitz BatB AU

Sorry this took a while. Wanted to get the kinks done.

Helluva Boss belongs to Vivziepop

(Disney’s) Beauty and the Beast belongs to Disney

Evermore belongs to Beauty and the Beast 2017

Once upon a time, there was a loving prince who once had a family to call his own. The servants in his castle were well-cared for so they loved him as much as he loved them. He had a daughter who also loved her father deeply and he cared for her and promised he would always protect her.

Then…there was the wife. She had been banished from the castle due to her cruelty towards others and was seen as unfit to rule with her partner. She had vowed revenge one day and swore she would return.

One stormy night, the ex-wife had returned. She had taken several years to learn a spell that would destroy the man she had once called her husband. The daughter, not wanting to see her father get hurt, blocked the spell, causing it to backfire on the ex-wife.

An act of love had been able to negate the spell enough for it to only seal the daughter away in a book but the damage had been done. The prince, in a fit of rage, transformed into a terrifying monster and killed his ex-wife.

This act of hate came with a terrible price; if the prince does not learn to love and be loved again by his 30th birthday, he will be doomed to live as a monster forever.

For who could ever love a beast?

(...)

It was an ordinary day in town as a young imp woke up early to see the horses running through the fields. Ever since he was young, he loved how free they were and he wished he could be like them.

“How do you get up so early all the time?” a young voice asked.

Blitz looked and saw his teenage daughter Loona, rubbing her eyes sleepily, walking up to him. “Just want to have that motivation every day for us to get out of this shitty town.” Blitz told her, looking fondly at her before returning his gaze to the wild stallions.

“You really want a horse, huh.” Loona mused, resting her head between her dad’s horns, making him giggle.

“I’d love to have a horse. But I want the best for us, kiddo.” Blitz told her as he looked up at her with a grin.

“Well let’s get out there and earn that money.” Loona smiled.

“Fuck yeah!” Blitz cheered.

The imp had adopted Loona a couple years back and while she might’ve had reservations about being adopted, she grew very close to her adopted father and would kick the asses of anyone that looked at them funny.

The father/daughter duo have been making their living doing odd-jobs around their town and had their own bakery that they would work at to support themselves. Blitz would do the baking while Loona would work sales and deliveries.

He had wished he could hire a few more people but it was hard when you lived in a small town and people thought you were the local weirdos. They still got business but it wasn’t the best.

Fortunately, their big breakthrough was coming up soon. Their masterpiece would be ready and in the big city they would have the chance to win at least one of the big prizes. It took a lot of planning but they finally came up with something that would win first prize for sure.

Loona would be the one to go ahead to the city while Blitz would catch up later. He’d need to finish up orders for the day and lock up so they wouldn’t get robbed. Not that there was too much of a risk in this town anyway.

“Aw shit. Dad looks like we’re out of a few spices. Could you go get some?” Loona asked.

“Sure thing sweetie.” Blitz replied before heading to the nearby corner store. It wasn’t like he always hated living here but it just seemed like everyone wanted to stick to their routines and not explore different things to do. But it was fine; they didn’t really bother him and he and Loona didn’t bother them.

Well, not everyone didn’t give them space.

“Hey there Blitzy.” A southern voice sounded.

Blitz rolled his eyes as he saw the local “hunk” Striker, was waving at him from the nearby corner with his little toady Wally Wackford close by. “Hey Striker. Hey Wally.” Blitz greeted politely.

“So what’re you ‘baking’ this time?” Striker grinned as he grabbed at Blitz’s plans for the competition.

“Hey! Give that back!” Blitz growled.

“Blitzy you’ve got so much more potential than just being a baker.” Striker scoffed, looking over his plans.

“Well that’s your opinion. I like baking.” Blitz retorted, snatching the plans back.

“Ain’t that a thing for girls to do? Just leave it to your daughter.” Wally laughed, yelping when Blitz grabbed him by the collar.

“Unless you want to shit your fucking teeth out after I knock them down your damned throat, you’ll shut up about Loona!” Blitz scowled.

“Whoa take it easy, Blitzy. You can’t seriously want to do this the rest of your life. Surely you’ve got other ideas on what you want out of life.” Striker reasoned.

Blitz glared up at him, dropping Wally on the ground. “My goals and dreams aren’t any of your damn business. So bug off!” Blitz retorted, going inside the corner store with a huff.

“You seriously wanna marry that?” Wally winced, slowly standing up.

“I like a man with a little spice.” Striker grinned.

(...)

“Oh hey dad. You’re back.” Loona greeted, noticing the irritated look on her father’s face. “What happened? Whose ass do I need to kick?” she questioned.

“Meh it was just that bozo Striker and his little fuck-buddy Wally again.” Blitz shrugged, taking out the supplies he bought.

“Seriously? That moron? Can’t he just find a hobby?” Loona groaned.

“Let’s forget about him. We’ve got a competition to get ready for!” Blitz declared.

Loona smiled as she closed up shop for the day. Their plan was to create a cake that showed the beauty of nature. Naturally, Blitz wanted to include his love of horses so he would work on the decorating details while Loona would put the cake together. Since it was getting close to fall, they made a cinnamon spice cake with an extra apple touch.

It took a good majority of the night but Blitz and Loona were soon ready to call this cake done.

“We did it.” Blitz grinned as Loona hugged him.

“Those judges won’t know what hit ‘em.” Loona smiled.

After a few hours of sleep, the two set up Loona with a carriage and horse to get her there safely. “I know you can take care of yourself but…just be careful, okay?” Blitz told her.

“Don’t worry. I know the path by now.” Loona assured him, giving him one last hug before hopping on the carriage before riding off. Once Blitz made sure she made it out of town safely, he went back to bed to nap.

(...)

The first part of the journey was fairly easy with a nice bit of fall scenery to make the journey more pleasurable but by the time night hit, things were looking a bit creepy.

The hellhound lit her lamp to try and get a better view of where she was going but cursed when she saw the signs leading towards the neighboring cities were weathered with age.

“Fuck…which way was I supposed to go?” She mumbled, looking towards two different paths. Deciding to just let fate decide, Loona took a path to the left and hoped this was right.

Unfortunately, Loona’s decision was incorrect as she and the carriage nearly fell off a cliff. She tried to rush back to the fork in the road but was stopped by wild wolves. “Uh hey guys…I’m like you?” She tried weakly before her horse was scared off, bucking her from the carriage.

She had no other option other than to run from the wolves and try to survive. The young girl ran quickly through the forest, dodging branches and rocks so she wouldn’t get caught by the wild animals. She was tired and cold but she had to run.

Eventually she crashed into the gates of an old castle. It looked really creepy and abandoned but a creepy castle was better than nearly getting eaten by wolves. She scrambled over the gates and landed in the courtyard. It seemed the wolves, seeing she was protected, backed off from chasing her.

Loona sighed in relief before looking up at the sky. The clouds were looking pretty nasty…and with those wolves out there, there was no way she could make it back home without risking getting eaten. Reluctantly, she made her way towards the castle.

(...)

“Hey Mox. Look over at the door.” A feminine voice whispered.

“We’re not supposed to move Millie…” A scratchy male voice replied quietly.

The two figures turned to see a young hellhound entering their castle. “Hello? Is anyone here?” Loona called.

“Is she trying to get in trouble?” Moxxie fretted.

“I got a little lost so if you let me stay the night, I’ll leave in the morning.” Loona explained, wondering if anyone was around.

“Young lady you’re more than welcome to stay!” Millie smiled, not flinching when Loona absentmindedly picked her up.

“Who said that?” She asked.

Millie tapped her on the head with her candle hands. “Hiya!” she greeted, not flinching when Loona dropped her in shock.

“Millie, you really shouldn’t have done that. Now the master is gonna be pissed.” Moxxie fretted, hopping towards his wife.

“How is this possible?” Loona questioned, picking up the clock before poking at him.

“H-Hey! Stop that!” Moxxie gasped, blushing as Millie was giggling at him.

“I must be more delirious than I thought…a talking clock and a talking candlestick don’t make any se-sen–ACHOO!” Loona reasoned before sneezing.

“You poor thing. You’re soaked to the bone. Why don’t you warm up by the fire?” Millie suggested, guiding the teen to the lounge.

“Thanks…the weather’s really crappy.” Loona sniffled.

“No no no! Absolutely not! You know what the master will do if he finds her here!” Moxxie begged. But his warnings fell on deaf ears as Loona was soon pampered by the other living objects in the castle.

“Wow. Talk about high-class service.” Loona smiled before a living teapot and teacup gave her something warm to drink.

“Can’t let you get sick, darlin’.” Ozzie smiled as Fizz giggled. “She’s fluffy!” Fizz smiled joyfully.

“Wow you guys are really nice.” Loona noted with a grin.

Though the comforting mood was quickly dissipated as the roar of a creature caused the warm fire to go out and everyone to look up in fear.

The master was awake and he was pissed.

“There’s a stranger here…” it growled, prowling into the room.

“Uh master? Let me explain. This poor girl was lost and cold and–” Millie tried before a roar told her to shut up.

“I was against this from the start.” Moxxie said weakly, hiding as the creature stalked into the room.

Loona looked around in fear before catching eyes with the beast. It was an owl-like creature but he was massive with piercing red eyes and fangs coming out of his beak.

“You shouldn’t be here…” it snarled, chasing her out of the chair.

“I-I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to intrude.” Loona reasoned, looking up at him in pure horror.

“And that gives you the right to invade my home?!” It snapped.

“I-I didn’t know!” Loona begged.

“What are you staring at?!” He questioned.

“N-Nothing!” Loona cried.

“So you’ve come to stare at the beast?” He questioned mockingly.

“No! I-I just needed a place to stay!” She explained, yelping when the creature grabbed her.

“Oh I’ll give you a place to stay!” It sneered before dragging the screaming girl away.

The living objects could only look on in horror; what did their former kind master become?

(...)

Back in the village, Striker and Wally were spying on Blitz’s little cottage. “Boy, he's gonna get the surprise of his life.” Wally giggled.

“Yup. And with how I’m planning to propose, how could he say no?” Striker laughed before checking on the impromptu wedding. “I’d like to thank you all for coming but I’d better get in there and propose to the guy.” He joked.

Most of the audience laughed while a few girls and some guys were crying tears of jealousy. Striker soon made his way to see Blitz.

“Striker? This is a…surprise.” Blitz noted as the taller imp let himself in.

“It should be. I have something special in mind for us.” Striker grinned before looking around. “Ya know, I could make your wildest dreams come true.”

“Striker no one could know my dreams.” Blitz said coolly.

“I bet I could take a wild guess. Imagine you and me, taking on the world and taking out the rich fuckers. We could rule the world and take what’s ours from those rich uppity fuck royals.” Striker said.

“What about Loona?” Blitz asked.

“Well, Wally could use a little playmate.” Striker told him.

That sort of cavalier comment really pissed Blitz off but he knew he’d only cause trouble if he got mad. So he decided to play it smarter.

“You must really have this all figured out, huh.” Blitz said, backing away from him.

“Of course. See, I really like you and think we’d make a great team.” Striker said, moving towards him.

“I…I’m speechless.” Blitz said, leaning against the door. “I don’t know what to say.”

“Say you’ll marry me.” Striker said, moving in for a kiss.

“I’m sorry Striker…you’re a nice guy…but I don’t date fuckboys!” Blitz stated, opening the door behind him and causing Striker to fall into the mud.

Wally started the music unknowingly as Blitz slammed the door behind him but when he saw his boss coming out of the mud looking furious. “I take it, didn't it go well?” Wally guessed.

Striker could only grab Wally by the throat and pull him close. “Blitzy will be mine. Make no mistake about that.” Striker growled before tossing his friend into the mud and storming off.

Blitz waited a bit to make sure everyone was gone before coming outside. “Thank fuck he left. Honestly the idea of me being married to that bozo? No chance in hell.” Blitz grumbled as he moved to watch the running horses. “I wish I could be like you…”

The smaller imp was soon brought out of his thought by the familiar sight of his carriage and the horse pulling it. But there was no Loona!

“Spindle? What the fuck happened?” Blitz questioned as he tried to calm the horse down. He untied the horse from the carriage before riding the creature to wherever Loona was.

He could only hope that she was okay.

(...)

“Millie, you really shouldn’t have pushed the master this far.” Moxxie sighed.

“I didn’t want that poor girl getting sick.” Millie reasoned.

“Well now she’s locked up. This is such a mess.” Moxxie moaned.

The two living objects soon heard the door open and saw a young imp running through the castle. “Loona?! Where are you?!” Blitz called.

“Oh not another one.” Moxxie groaned.

“Hey, he’s pretty cute. I bet the master might like him.” Millie grinned as she went to investigate.

Blitz was running through the castle hallways, desperately trying to find his girl. “Loonie? Loonie!” Blitz called.

Millie used her lights to guide Blitz to where his daughter was being kept. This time being more discreet since a man trying to find his daughter probably wouldn’t take a talking candelabra very well.

Blitz made his way to the tall tower where he heard coughing and shivering. “Loona?” He tried, gasping in horror when he saw his girl looking cold and sick.

“D-Dad? How did you get here?” Loona coughed.

“Spindle brought me. I’ll get you out of here.” Blitz promised.

“No! You have to run!” Loona begged.

“I won’t leave you!” Blitz reasoned.

“You shouldn’t have come!” The creature snarled, knocking Blitz to the ground and causing the torches to go out.

“Dad run!” Loona screamed.

“Who are you?” Blitz questioned.

“The master of this castle…” the creature responded.

“Please…let her go. She’s not feeling well and could die here.” Blitz begged.

“Then she shouldn’t have come!” It snapped.

“There must be something I can do.” Blitz fretted. The creature scoffed and turned away dismissively.

“What could you possibly do?” The monster scowled.

Blitz had to think quickly; he couldn’t let Loona stay here. She had a life to live. “What if I stayed instead?” Blitz offered quietly.

“Y-You would willingly take your daughter’s place?” The figure asked.

“No! I won’t let you do this!” Loona cried.

“If I did, will you let her go?” Blitz asked.

“Yes…but you must stay here forever…” the figure said.

“Come into the light.” Blitz requested.

The creature sighed slowly as he stepped into the light of the moon. He was a very tall and massive bird monster with fangs and claws, piercing red eyes. Blitz was naturally terrified but he had to be brave for his girl.

“You have my word.” Blitz told him.

“Done.” He replied before going to unlock Loona.

Loona ran to her dad’s side. “Dad, please don’t do this. I won’t let you sacrifice yourself.” Loona begged.

“I’ll figure something out.” Blitz assured her, gasping when the monster grabbed her and took her to the courtyard. She was sent back to the village in a horseless carriage. By the time the creature returned, Blitz was distraught. “You bastard! You didn’t let me say goodbye!” He cried out.

For a brief moment, the creature looked awkward. Millie, hopping up on a nearby ledge, whispered to her master. “Give him a nicer room.” she suggested.

“Uh…follow me to your room.” He stated.

“W-What? Aren’t I your prisoner?” Blitz blinked.

“Would you prefer the tower?” He snarked.

“No–”

“Then follow me.” He replied.

Blitz soon was following the creature, his head low as he followed the monster. The monster was glancing between him and the halls ahead.

“Say something to him.” Millie whispered.

“I…hope you like it here.” He muttered. At Millie’s insistence, he continued. “The castle is yours so you are free to roam as you wish. Except the west wing.” He explained.

“What’s there?” Blitz asked.

“None of your business!” He snapped, growling a bit before he found a nice enough bedroom for Blitz to stay in. “If you need anything, my servants will attend to your needs.” He said.

“Ask him to dinner.” Millie hissed.

“Y-You will…join me for dinner! That’s not a request!” He stated before shutting the door behind Blitz.

Blitz gasped as he ran towards the window; there was a terrible blizzard outside. He could only hope that horseless carriage got Loona back to the village okay.

(...)

Everyone was in the nearby tavern on that cold winter night. They were drinking and being merry, enjoying this break from the snow. Well, almost everyone. Striker was in the corner, nursing a mug of beer and sulking.

“Who does that Blitz think he is? That imp has tangled with the wrong man.” Striker growled, chugging his beer.

“I say I say damn right!” Wally nodded, taking a shot.

“Disgraced…rejected…publicly humiliated. How can I recover from this?” Striker groaned.

“What are you talking about? Striker for as long as I’ve known you, you’ve been one of the best guys I’ve ever known!” Wally reasoned.

“Yeah? Then why was I rejected by that minx of an imp?” Striker grumbled.

“That fool doesn’t know what he’s missing.” Wally stated as he turned to the patrons of the bar. “Come on y’all! Ain’t Striker the greatest?”

Striker couldn’t help but smile at the cheers and words of encouragement from his peers. Who’s to say he couldn’t win Blitz over? He was smart, good-looking, and one of the most badass fighters in town. He’d just have to try a different tactic.

“HELP! Someone help me!”

The tavern patrons turned to see Loona stumbling into the tavern looking worse for wear. She looked desperate for help. “Loona? What’s going on?” a random demon asked.

“He’s been taken! We’ve got to go save Blitz! He’s got him locked up!” Loona rambled.

“Whoa slow down little lady. Who’s got Blitz locked up?” Striker asked.

“A beast! A terrible beast in a large castle!” Loona stated, looking around for reassurance. But to her chagrin, they all began to snicker at her. “Don’t laugh at me fuckers! I’m being serious!” She snarled.

“Oh a beast, huh? Was he tall?” Loopty Goopty questioned.

“Enormous!” Loona replied.

“With large fangs?” Lyle Lipton grinned.

“Absolutely!” Loona nodded, looking pleadingly towards Wally and Striker. “Come on. We gotta go rescue him!”

“Sure we’ll help you out.” Striker smiled guiding Loona to the door with Wally following behind, giggling.

Loona was soon tossed out into the snow, everyone laughing at her.

“What a nutcase!” Lyle laughed.

“At least that’s one good thing the furry got from being adopted by that weirdo Blitz!” Loopty laughed.

Striker then got a wonderfully wicked idea. Blitz loved his daughter more than anything; he’d do anything to protect her. What if something were to…happen to Loona? Surely Blitz would consider marrying Striker if he didn’t want that to happen.

Loona looked up at the snowy sky, looking for some answers. “Won’t anyone help me?” She cried out.

(...)

While the room was quite lovely and beautiful, certainly more spacious than the cottage, but Blitz couldn’t help still feeling like a prisoner in a gilded cage. Did Loona make it back safely? What about their business?

“Gah! This sucks!” He moaned.

A knock at the door soon got him out of his funk. “Hey Ozzie here!”

Blitz wiped his eyes as he moved to open the door, shocked to see a living teapot hop into the room. “Oh shit the isolation insanity has already kicked in.” Blitz stated, backing into a living wardrobe.

“Hey easy on the finish. I just got myself polished.” Vortex teased, surprising the imp.

“I told ya he was handsome.” Fizz winked.

“Yeah yeah now go give him some tea already. And don’t spill.” Ozzie told the teacup.

“Uh…thanks.” Blitz smiled awkwardly as he took a sip. “Are all the staff living objects?” Blitz guessed.

“Yeah it’s kind of a long story.” Vortex sighed.

“But you were really brave to take your daughter’s place.” Ozzie assured him.

“Thanks…I’m just worried about her.” Blitz sighed.

“Don’t worry buddy. Things will work out.” Ozzie assured before gasping. “Oh shit! I gotta go help get dinner ready. Come on Fizz!”

“See ya!” Fizz called as they ran off.

“Well better get you ready for dinner.” Vortex smiled as he opened one of his drawers, pulling out a fancy suit for Blitz. “Aha! This’ll really knock Stolas’ socks off!”

“Stolas?” Blitz blinked.

“Oops. Uh, that's the master’s name.” Vortex replied sheepishly. “Well you better get dressed.”

“That’s a pretty dope suit but…I’m not going to dinner.” Blitz stated.

“B-But Stolas invited you.” Vortex reasoned. “Well I’m not exactly interested in having dinner with the guy that separated me from the one good thing in my life.” Blitz snarked.

A gentle knock at the door soon revealed Moxxie. “E-Excuse me. But dinner is ready.” Moxxie said shyly.

(...)

“How long does it take for an imp to put on dinner clothes? It isn’t that hard!” Stolas grumbled before looking up at Millie and Ozzie with a glare. “Why isn’t he here yet?!”

“You gotta give him a break. The guy lost his daughter and his freedom all in one day.” Ozzie retorted calmly.

“If I may be so bold, master, maybe he could be the one to break the spell since you and your ex were…incompatible?” Millie tried gently.

“Of course I know that! I’m no fool…” Stolas mumbled, skulking around.

“Excellent! You fall in love with him, he falls in love with you; we’ll be back to normal by midnight!” Millie cheered.

“I hate to break it to ya sweet-cheeks but love doesn’t work like that. That’s why I prefer matters more…physical in nature.” Ozzie grinned.

“What’s the point? He’s so beautiful and I’m…this.” Stolas sighed heavily.

“Sir you’re gonna have to show there’s more than just your beastly form.” Millie reasoned.

“And how am I supposed to do that?” Stolas snarked.

“Well, stand up straight and act like a gentleman for one.” Millie started.

“And give him that dick-hardening smile. Come on; let’s see that smile.” Ozzie grinned. Stolas tried to smile but it only made the teapot wince. “Okay that will make his dick retreat inward…”

“You gotta show your charms but be gentle.” Millie said delicately.

“Don’t be a wimp; show him what could be waiting in the bedroom if you win his heart.” Ozzie said.

“And you must control your temper!” They both warned.

The door opening gave Stolas the first glimmer of hope in a long time. But it was quickly dashed when it was only Moxxie.

“G-Greetings your highness…” Moxxie smiled awkwardly.

“Well? Where is he?” Stolas questioned.

“Huh? Oh right! Well uh he’s in the process of–seeing how he’s been through so much–oh fuck it. He’s not coming.” Moxxie stated.

“WHAT?!”

Stolas soon made his way up the stairs to Blitz’s room, furious his invitation was declined. The others followed behind, praying that he wouldn’t kill their new guest.

“I TOLD YOU TO COME DOWN FOR DINNER!” Stolas yelled.

“I’m not hungry, ya dick!” Blitz sounded through the door.

“Y-YOU COME OUT RIGHT NOW OR…I’LL BREAK THE DOOR DOWN!” Stolas threatened.

“Oh yeah, that’ll definitely get him to sleep with you.” Ozzie snarked, wincing as Millie elbowed him.

“I wouldn’t try threatening him like that. Be a gentleman.” Millie suggested.

“But he’s being so difficult!” Stolas hissed.

“Try asking nicely?” Moxxie offered.

“It would give me great pleasure if you would join me for dinner…please.” Stolas grumbled.

“Up yours!” Blitz snapped.

“You can’t stay in there forever!” Stolas reasoned.

“Try me, bird boy!” Blitz retorted.

“FINE! Then go ahead and STARVE!” Stolas roared before looking at his servants. “If he doesn’t eat with me, then he doesn’t eat at all!” he growled before going off to sulk.

“Well that could’ve gone better…” Ozzie scoffed.

“Millie please watch over the door to make sure Blitz doesn’t go running off.” Moxxie requested before moving towards the kitchen. “We’ve got a mess to clean up…”

“What do you mean we? I don’t have hands.” Ozzie replied, following the irate clock.

(...)

“I ask nicely and he says no! What does he want from me? To beg?!” Stolas questioned before looking at his magic mirror. “Show me the imp!”

‘Ya know he isn’t all bad. He’s just…had a rough few years.’ Vortex tried to explain lamely.

‘And that excuses him for being a dick? I don’t wanna get to know him!’ Blitz reasoned.

For a brief moment, the former prince’s humanity so-to-speak began to shine through. “Just as I feared. He’ll never see me as more than a monster…” He whispered sadly, looking to a nearby book.

“I’m sorry, my starfire…”

(...)

Blitz waited until he was sure no one was outside of his room before sneaking out. He might’ve talked big but he was getting pretty hungry. Being upset could work up an appetite. It didn’t take too long to see an annoyed feminine sounding stove complaining.

“I spend hours and hours cooking and it goes to the dogs? What kind of justice is that?!” Mrs. Mayberry complained.

“Oh quit whining. It’s been a rough night for all of us. If we’re gonna get these two together, we gotta try to at least get them talking.” Millie reasoned.

“Maybe if I spike their drinks, they’ll fuck on the spot.” Ozzie suggested.

“We need them to fall in love, not screw like rabbits!” Moxxie retorted.

“What about rabbits?” Blitz blinked, peeking his head into the kitchen.

“Oh! Hi there! I’m Millie!” Millie greeted brightly as she hopped towards the surprised imp. “This is my husband, Moxxie.” she introduced.

“Sorry I wasn’t able to properly make myself known earlier but I had my job.” Moxxie laughed weakly.

“Is Stolas always like that?” Blitz wondered.

“A dick? Well it isn’t all his fault. If his bitch of an ex-wife left him alone, we wouldn’t be in this mess.” Ozzie snarked.

“A bad ex? I hear that.” Blitz nodded, blushing as his stomach rumbled. “Sorry…”

“Not at all dearie! How about I whip up something real nice?” Mrs. Mayberry smiled.

“Wait a second! He’s not supposed to eat without Stolas–” Moxxie tried as Millie bapped him on the nose.

“Moxxie have a heart! We don’t want him to starve.” Millie reasoned.

“Fine but please keep it down.” Moxxie begged.

Soon enough, Blitz was laughing and enjoying himself getting to know the living object servants. If he was going to be in this crazy situation, he might as well enjoy himself at least a little. Even Moxxie was easing up a bit.

“You guys are great!” Blitz told them as he gnawed on a piece of meat. “Seriously, if you weren’t completely flammable, I’d totally hire you to work at my bakery.”

“You have a bakery?” Moxxie blinked.

“Oh yeah. Loona and I run it together. She’s pretty great with customers and deliveries and I do the actual baking in the back.” Blitz explained with a smile before looking down at his drink. “I’ve been teaching her to bake a bit more. She’s got a lot of potential and…I was really hoping I’d see her off in taking over or going off and doing her own thing…” he whispered, wiping at his eyes.

“Aw it’s alright.” Millie soothed, patting the imp’s arm.

“Sorry. She’s just the most important person in the world to me.” Blitz sighed, trying to shake off his feelings. “Hey you guys have lived here a while. What’s the rest of this joint like?”

“Ooh! I can give you a tour!” Moxxie offered before puffing his chest out proudly. “I know this castle like the back of my hand!”

Ozzie had to get to bed with Fizz so it was just Blitz, Moxxie, and Millie on this impromptu tour. For as dry as Moxxie’s explanations were about what everything was and the history behind it, the long-horned imp had to admit this was one of the most impressive places he had ever been in.

But as they were walking and talking, something caught the imp’s eye.

“Hey Mox? What’s up there?” Blitz wondered.

Millie and Moxxie flinched as they moved to block Blitz. “Uh nothing! Nothing of interest!” Millie laughed nervously. “Yes! Absolutely nothing in the west wing.” Moxxie reasoned before covering his mouth.

“Ah so that’s the west wing.” Blitz grinned mischievously.

“Trust me there is nothing of note there.” Millie reasoned.

“Then Stolas shouldn’t mind if I go take a quick peek.” Blitz said as he started to move up the stairs.

“Uh what about the tour? We still have so many more rooms to check out!” Moxxie stated.

“Maybe later.” Blitz said absentmindedly.

“We have a gorgeous library! Beautiful gardens! And a lovely stable!” Millie listed off.

“Did you say stable?” Blitz smiled eagerly. “Does bird boy have horses?”

“Oh yes! All sorts of horses!” Moxxie nodded, glad they could divert his attention. “Arabian, Friesian, Mustang!” he listed off.

“There’s nothing like a good horse!” Millie agreed as she and Moxxie led the way to the back part of the castle. Blitz made sure they were enough of a distance away before making his way towards the west wing.

Unlike the rest of the castle, which was fairly well-kempt if slightly dusty, the west wing was a mess of slashed curtains and broken furniture. He was starting to get nervous but he pressed on; he had to know what kind of things his captor was keeping secret.

Blitz soon reached Stolas’ bedroom as he carefully opened the door. This looked even worse as there were broken furniture, slashed paintings, and black feathers on the ground. The only thing that looked well cared for was a book on a nearby table.

“Huh. That’s weird…” he mused, picking it up and opening to where it was marked off. Inside he saw an illustration of a young owl girl. “Heh. That’s pretty good. Did he draw her?” Blitz wondered aloud.

No but my dad is good in other areas.

Blitz gasped, nearly dropping the book. “D-Did you just move?!”

Most of the furniture in this place moves and this is the weird thing for you?

“Well I’ve never talked to a book before.” Blitz reasoned, placing it down. “Wait…you said ‘dad’ before. Is Stolas your dad?”

Yes…we weren’t always like this. He was much happier and…didn’t look like that.

“Can you tell me what happened?” Blitz asked.

Before the illustration could say anything, she pointed behind Blitz. Dad no!

Blitz turned and saw a shocked Stolas staring at him before snatching the book away, he looked towards the pages where his daughter was trapped before glaring at him. “What are you doing here?” He questioned lowly.

“I-I’m sorry…” Blitz tried, backing up.

“You are forbidden from coming into this part of the castle! I told you this!” Stolas yelled, smashing a nearby table.

“Please stop!” Blitz begged.

“GET OUT!” Stolas screamed.

Blitz quickly made his way from Stolas’ room and ran down the stairs and to the main entrance in fear. “Fuck this! I’m out of here!” he panted, running out into the snowy storm. He hopped onto Spindle’s back and began riding into the night.

Unbeknownst to him, the wolves that had chased Loona were just waiting for their moment to catch their prey. Blitz had Spindle run from the path to avoid the beasts. Unfortunately, they were able to catch him and circle the duo. Spindle was trying to scare off the wolves but he was being overwhelmed.

Blitz managed to grab a big stick to try and fight them off himself but they were getting too numerous. He thought he was done for.

Suddenly Stolas flew into the frey, scaring a few of the wolves away and fighting off the rest but he was still wounded badly. Stolas gave Blitz a brief look before passing out. Blitz was tempted to just leave but…he couldn’t leave him like this. He hauled him onto Spindle’s back and took him back to the castle.

Stolas had woken up not too long afterwards and was nipping at his wound.

“Come on, don't do that.” Blitz reasoned, only getting a growl in return. But the daughter in his book, who had been brought down by the servants, gave her father a stern look so he held still.

“This hurts!” Stolas whined.

“Well if ya didn’t squirm so much maybe it wouldn’t hurt!” Blitz retorted.

“If you hadn’t run away, this wouldn’t have happened!” Stolas reasoned with a smirk.

“Well ya shouldn’t have scared me and told me to leave you idiot!” Blitz snapped.

Stolas opened his mouth, trying to think of a reasonable argument. “Well you shouldn’t have been in the west wing!”

“Well you need to control your temper better!” Blitz scolded.

The others were shocked, surprised that anyone would stand up to Stolas like that. In recent years his temper wasn’t as even as it once was but Blitz was breaking through his shell. Octavia was the first to notice this and smiled knowingly.

“Uh…thanks for saving my life, by the way.” Blitz mumbled as he started to wrap up Stolas’ wing.

“Y-You’re welcome…” Stolas replied.

(...)

While Blitz and Stolas were slowly starting to open up to each other, Striker and Wally were meeting with someone that could make their plans possible.

“You two better have a good reason for waking me up from my beauty sleep.” Verosika grumbled. Striker merely smirked as he tossed a bag of gold onto the table, catching her interest. “Well now I’m listening.” She smiled, looking at the gold.

“I’ve got a problem with Blitz. He refuses to marry me and his daughter was in the tavern earlier, raving about some beast in a castle somewhere.” Striker explained.

“Yeah! He turned him down flat!” Wally laughed.

Striker merely bonked Wally before turning back to Verosika. “I know your history with Blitz. Surely you’d want to see him fucked over, right?”

“Honestly with my own business, I have better things to do than waste my time with that prick.” Verosika grumbled.

“Hey I feel ya, princess. Blitz can be dumb but one of his few known ‘redeeming’ qualities is his love for his daughter. I find it interesting he’s had her working for him at his little bakery and not giving her a proper education or whatever. Doesn’t seem to make him a decent parent does it?” Striker reasoned before grinning. “If you were to take Loona away, Blitz would do anything to get her back.”

“Even marry him!” Wally grinned.

“Shut it!” Striker snapped.

“So you want me to lock Loona away as blackmail? Oh that is horrible…” She said before giving off a terrible smile. “I love it!”

Meanwhile, Loona was packing up supplies to try and get her father back. “I-I made my way to that castle before; I can make it there again. And I’ll bring dad home!” she declared before running off into the night.

Fortunately for her, she had just missed the evil trio that were coming up to hers and Blitz’s house. Striker was annoyed but had a feeling they’d be back eventually so he had Wally stay put, reasoning they’d have to come back at some point.

(...)

The next morning, Blitz was wandering through the castle grounds with Spindle, enjoying a peaceful walk. Stolas was watching from nearby, a warm feeling in his chest.

“I’ve never felt this way before…I want to do something for him. But what?” He mumbled.

“Flowers, chocolates, promises you don’t intend to keep?” Moxxie listed off.

“I think I have a better idea.” Millie smiled.

It took a bit of convincing from his servants and daughter but Stolas had Blitz follow him to an untouched part of the grounds. “I have something I want to show you. But you need to close your eyes.” Stolas said gently.

Blitz was a little skeptical but did as he was told, amused as Stolas led him to what he thought was the best place in the castle. “Can I open my eyes?”

“Yes.” Stolas smiled.

Blitz opened his eyes and gasped in awe. It was a gorgeous stable with so many horses trotting around and playing and nuzzling. “T-They’re beautiful!” he gushed.

“You like it?” Stolas smiled.

“I love it!” Blitz grinned.

“Then it’s yours. And your Spindle is more than happy to come and go as he wishes.” Stolas told him.

“Thank you!” Blitz gushed.

Soon enough, the strange duo were starting to actually spend more time with each other, Stolas even regaining some of his more princely qualities and Blitz could see he wasn’t that much of an asshole after all. He was pretty sweet, if a bit goofy.

The servants were overjoyed at how happy Stolas was and Octavia was relieved her father could open up his heart once more.

Soon enough, the servants and Stolas were planning for a special date night with Blitz. Stolas was getting bathed for the first time in a while as Millie was giving him last minute advice.

“I don’t know if I can do this…” Stolas confessed.

“Come on, you've made so much progress! You gotta be bold and daring!” Millie encouraged.

“Yes…I care for him deeply.” Stolas admitted.

Then tell him, dad.

Moxxie soon arrived in the room, announcing that Blitz was ready for him. “Good luck, sir.” he smiled.

The two soon met on the stairway, enchanted by how the other looked. Blitz had such a natural beauty to him and Stolas really cleaned up nicely. After a simple dinner, they made their way to the ballroom.

Stolas was a bit nervous but Blitz held him in his arms and started to lead the dance. He had never really danced with anyone like this before but it felt…nice. Stolas’ feathers were puffed up in pure joy, finally feeling like himself again.

When the dance was over, the two made their way on the balcony for a private talk. “Blitz? Are you…happy here with me?” Stolas asked shyly.

“Hell yeah.” Blitz smiled before looking away. “I guess…I just miss Loona.”

Stolas soon got an idea. He brought Blitz up to his room to show him something special. “This is a magic mirror that can show you anything and anyone. All you need to do is ask.” Stolas explained.

Blitz carefully took it. “Please…show me my daughter,” he requested. The mirror flashed and saw Loona lost in the woods, looking very cold and sick. “Loona! Oh shit! What if she dies out there?!” Blitz fretted.

“Y-You…you must go to her.” Stolas said quietly.

“What?” Blitz blinked.

“You are no longer my prisoner. She needs you.” Stolas reasoned. Blitz nodded, beginning to hand the mirror back before Stolas stopped him. “Take it…so you can look back.” Stolas smiled sadly.

Blitz looked towards the door before hugging Stolas. “Thank you for understanding…” he whispered before dashing off.

Stolas looked sadly towards the door before moving to the balcony, a sad song escaping his beak.

I was the one who had it all

I was the master of my fate

I never needed anybody in my life

I learned the truth too late

I'll never shake away the pain

I close my eyes but he's still there

I let him steal into my melancholy heart

It's more than I can bear

Now I know he'll never leave me

Even as he runs away

He will still torment me

Calm me, hurt me

Move me, come what may

Wasting in my lonely tower

Waiting by an open door

I'll fool myself, he'll walk right in

And be with me for evermore

I rage against the trials of love

I curse the fading of the light

Though he's already flown so far beyond my reach

He's never out of sight

Now I know he'll never leave me

Even as he fades from view

He will still inspire me

Be a part of everything I do

Wasting in my lonely tower

Waiting by an open door

I'll fool myself, he'll walk right in

And as the long, long nights begin

I'll think of all that might have been

Waiting here for evermore

(...)

Loona awoke at home, surprised to see her father caring for her. “Dad? Is that you?” Loona coughed.

“Shh…just rest.” Blitz said gently.

“How did you escape the beast?” Loona wondered, carefully sitting up.

“He let me go.” Blitz smiled fondly. “He’s not such a bad guy once you get to know him.”

The two were surprised when they heard a thumping in Blitz’s bag. “Ta-da!” Fizz greeted.

“Fizz? You stowed away?” Blitz blinked.

“Ah, our little friend.” Loona giggled.

“Why’d you leave? Don’t ya like us?” Fizz asked.

“Of course I do. I needed to rescue my daughter. She’s important like Stolas is.” Blitz explained.

A firm knock at the door caught the attention of everyone. Blitz decided to answer it, knowing Loona wasn’t in any condition to move right now.

“Verosika? The fuck do you want?” Blitz frowned.

“I’m not here for you. I’m here on official business. Though I’d be lying if I said I didn’t take some pleasure in this.” She smirked, gesturing to a nearby carriage.

“Can’t you just leave me alone?” Blitz growled.

“You are not fit to be a parent to Loona. And with her ravings about a ‘monster’, she obviously isn’t in her right of mind.” Verosika said smugly.

“I know what I saw!” Loona snapped, moving in front of her father.

“Ha! You should’ve seen her!” Wally laughed as he mockingly grinned at Loona. “Tell us all about the monster you saw!”

“H-He was huge! Had black feathers and piercing red eyes!” Loona explained, wincing as the nearby crowd laughed at her before grabbing her and taking her into the carriage.

“No! I know you’re still pissed at me but please don’t take Loona away!” Blitz begged.

“Real shame about your daughter.” Striker tsked, moving out of the shadows. “You know, I could probably tell them to back off.”

“You would? You know she’s not crazy, right?” Blitz replied.

“Of course. But first…you have to marry me.” Striker smiled.

“What?!” Blitz gasped.

“One little word and that’s all it takes.” Striker assured him, moving in close.

“Never!” Blitz snapped.

“Fine! See if you ever see her again!” Striker hissed.

Loona was doing her best to fight off the mob but she was getting overwhelmed. Blitz knew this might be stupid but he had to risk it. “My daughter is not crazy and I can prove it!” Blitz declared, showing the mirror and the wailing beast inside of it.

“Is it dangerous?”

“Look at the hideous creature!”

“He’s not so bad. He’s really nice and sweet…he’s my friend.” Blitz explained.

“Sounds to me like you have feelings for this monster.” Striker frowned.

“He’s not the monster; you are!” Blitz snapped.

Striker snatched the mirror from the smaller imp, riling the crowd up. “You see what this beast has done?! He’s driven two of our people to insanity! He’ll come after the rest of us next! Will we allow it?!” he questioned.

“NO!”

“Let’s go kill the beast!” he declared.

The citizens shoved Blitz and Loona into the basement of their home as they made their way to the castle. They were out for blood and wouldn’t stop until Stolas was dead.

“Shit! Shit shit shit!” Blitz cursed as he pounded on the door. “This is all my fault…”

Loona hugged her dad to try and calm him down. “We’ll figure something out.”

Fizz, who had spotted everything from upstairs, decided to try and help. “Come on…you might be a teacup…but you’re still an acrobat!” He whispered, trying to maneuver himself outside to smash the door open. He was lucky a nearby ax was able to split the lock.

“Fizz! You genius!” Blitz grinned.

The trio didn’t have much time, as they rode their way to follow the mob. They had to save Stolas no matter what.

(...)

“I knew we shouldn’t have gotten our hopes up.” Moxxie grumbled.

“I’m sure there’s a reason why he left.” Millie tried.

“Maybe he shouldn’t have come after all.” Ozzie grumbled.

Octavia, who had been trying to reason with herself about why her father would let Blitz go, saw the commotion outside and brought it to their attention.

“Intruders! And they have the mirror!” Moxxie gasped.

“We have to warn the master! Defend this castle with your lives!” Millie declared.

While the servants were trying to protect their home and Striker and his cronies were trying to break in, Ozzie moved to warn Stolas.

“Uh sir?” Ozzie tried.

“Leave me alone…” Stolas whispered.

“B-But we’re being attacked! What should we do?!” the teapot questioned.

“It doesn’t matter now…just let them come…” Stolas moaned.

Ozzie frowned, deciding he’d rather fight than give up.

The invaders broke into the castle but were surprised when they didn’t find anything aside from some old junk laying around. They entered cautiously, suspicious there could be a trap.

“Gotta say, the beast has terrible design sense.” Wally sneered, looking at the candelabra. “This thing is ugly.”

“Excuse you?! That is my wife! ATTACK!” Moxxie snapped.

Soon enough, the mob was having the strangest battle with living objects. They were getting the crap beaten out of them but Striker had managed to slip past the chaos. He could let the others deal with fighting junk.

The beast was his kill.

(...)

Stolas briefly saw the mob entering the castle but it didn’t matter to him anymore. The one true love he finally found was gone forever. He along with everyone else would soon be stuck like this forever.

Striker slipped through the door, briefly catching Stolas’ attention as he aimed a bow and arrow at him. The owl beast could only look at him sadly before glancing back to the window. Striker grinned as he fired, causing the monster to yell out in pain. He then tackled the owl out the window, laughing loudly.

“Get up and FIGHT you pile of feathers!” Striker sneered.

Stolas could only whimper as Striker beat him down.

“THIS is the beast?! Pathetic!” Striker cackled madly, kicking Stolas across the roof. “You think YOU can win Blitzy’s heart?! Look at you! You’re just a pompous prince!”

Stolas had no will to fight; Blitz was gone and his friends and daughter were trapped in a living hell…why fight fate?

“I’m sorry Octavia…” Stolas whispered quietly.

“STOLAS!”

Stolas looked down, seeing Blitz had returned with his daughter. He found her…yet he still came back?

“Blitz?” Stolas whispered.

“STRIKER! DON’T YOU HURT HIM!” Blitz yelled as he ran towards the castle, Striker’s mob running out from getting their asses whooped by Stolas’ servants.

“Tch! Guess I’ll need to find a better lock for him…” Striker grumbled, grabbing a piece of stonework to smash Stolas’ head in.

Unfortunately for Striker, Stolas had gained the willpower to fight back and shove Striker away before running to escape. Striker stumbled a bit before catching himself, grinning madly.

“Heh. Now he’s got some fight…this’ll make a much more satisfying kill.” He chuckled darkly.

(...)

“You came back?!” Moxxie gasped.

“I knew ya would!” Millie cheered.

“I’ve gotta go help Stolas. Loonie, make sure everyone’s okay.” Blitz told her.

“Right.” Loona nodded as Fizz hopped over to Ozzie.

“I saved ‘em! You should’ve seen me!” Fizz grinned.

“That’s my Fizzy!” Ozzie said proudly.

Blitz smiled at the weird group fondly before running up the stairs. He hoped he wasn’t too late.

(...)

Stolas managed to climb around the roof, dodging Striker’s blows with the stonework. He wasn’t going to let this monster take him down.

“Were you in love with him, beast?!” Striker taunted, smashing the gargoyles on the castle roof. “I know your type! Rich boy thinks he can take what he wants with no consequences…” he ranted.

Stolas, hiding amongst the stones, growled at him.

“Do you honestly think he’d love YOU when he had someone like me?!” Striker screamed, smashing whatever he saw. “It’s over, beast! BLITZ IS MINE!”

The imp-hybrid glanced around, wondering where the beast went before Stolas attacked, shoving him away before grabbing him by the neck, ready to drop him.

“L-Let me go! Let me go! Don’t hurt me, please!” Striker begged.

Stolas glared at the smaller man, his feelings for Blitz overwhelming his rage and anger. He pulled him back onto the safety of the roof before staring deep into his eyes.

“Get out…” Stolas ordered before shoving him down.

“Stolas!”

Stolas looked up, seeing Blitz on a balcony. “Blitz…” Stolas smiled as he climbed up to him. “You came back…”

Blitz smiled as he gently caressed his feathers, Stolas doing the same with his horns. Their happy reunion was cut short when the owl prince let out a terrible scream.

Striker had stabbed him in the side, ready to attack his heart when he lost his balance, falling to his death. His scream echoing across the castle.

Blitz managed to pull Stolas onto the balcony, gasping in horror as he saw the deep wound.

“Y-You…you came back…” Stolas gasped, his breathing shallow.

“Of course I did…I could never–this is all my fault…” Blitz sobbed. “If I got here faster, you wouldn’t be–”

“Perhaps…it’s better this way…” Stolas whispered.

“D-Don’t talk like that ya jerk…y-you’re gonna be okay.” Blitz sniffled. “I’m here with you…I’m not going anywhere…we can be together…”

“At least…I got to see you…one last time…” Stolas said softly, caressing Blitz’s face before falling limp.

The living object and Loona holding Octavia’s book looked on sadly as their master perished.

“No…NO! Please don’t leave me, Stolas! I love you…” Blitz begged, a tear falling down his face.

Rain fell as Blitz sobbed over his beloved’s body, the servants quietly weeping. Even Loona, who had been terrified and angry at the beast for taking her father, couldn’t help but feel sorrow for Blitz losing someone he loved so dearly.

Just then, the book in her hands began to glow.

“What the hell?” Loona blinked as she felt the book in her hands moving on its own, releasing a brilliant bright light. Bright lights soon began to surround Stolas’ body, lifting him up in the air as Blitz watched in awe.

A young owl girl soon rose out from the book while the beast slowly started to return to what he once was. His coarse feathers shrinking down to smoother ones, his wings forming back into hands, and his face becoming less fierce.

Stolas and the owl girl were soon lowered to the ground, looking very confused. Once they saw each other, they embraced while sobbing happily.

“Octavia! My wonderful Octavia!” Stolas cried as he hugged his daughter close.

“Dad! I-I thought I’d never see you like this again!” Octavia sniffled as she felt her father running his fingers through her feathers.

“S-Stolas?” Blitz gasped.

Stolas briefly let go of his child, smiling brilliantly at the imp. “Hello Blitz…I…I hope you aren’t disappointed.” Stolas said quietly as he took his hands.

Blitz looked down at his hands before looking up at Stolas, launching at him with a big kiss, embracing him tightly. “Does that answer your question?” Blitz retorted as Stolas giggled.

Soon enough, the castle was restored to its former glory. The living objects returned to normal, overjoyed that they were normal once more.

“Moxxie!” Millie laughed, embracing her husband without worry of burning him. Moxxie was so overjoyed that he dipped his wife, kissing her deeply.

“Oh man…I’m gonna be working out the kinks in my back for a while.” Vortex joked before looking at Loona. “Hi there.”

“H-Hey…” Loona smiled sheepishly.

“OZZIE!” Fizz yelled, jumping into his lover’s arms before peppering him with kisses.

“Oh my Fizzy!” Ozzie grinned, hugging his beloved close.

(...)

Much later, a ball was put on in celebration of Stolas and Octavia’s return. Many of the villagers that had been a victim of Stella’s curse were invited to the castle, clearer in minds and hearts.

Millie had taken Moxxie to catch up with her many siblings and parents while Fizz and Ozzie joyfully danced together. Loona was chatting with Vortex and Octavia, curious about this whole ordeal that they had gone through. Old friends and loved ones were reuniting, relief and joy spreading throughout the whole castle.

The only one that didn’t seem too happy was Wally.

“I say I say…these fancy-schmancy parties suck.” Wally grumbled as he nursed a drink.

A green shark demon soon sat next to him, holding a red rose. “Hey there, handsome. What’s your name?” he grinned.

Wally looked the demon up and down before smiling, taking the flower. “I say I say, name’s Wally Wackford. And who might you be?” He wondered.

“Chazwick Thurman. But you can call me Chaz.” Chaz winked.

“I do declare, Chaz, that the dancefloor is calling our name.” Wally giggled, placing the flower in his pocket before guiding the taller demon to dance.

Meanwhile, Blitz and Stolas were dancing in sheer bliss. Two souls brought together; one finding the humanity he once lost. The other found something they didn’t even know they were missing.

“Blitz…thank you.” Stolas whispered as he twirled him around.

“For what?” Blitz wondered.

“I thought, after losing my daughter in that book, I had to shut myself away. But you…you saved not only my daughter and myself but my entire castle of staff. Just by being you.” Stolas explained.

“Well…I was a bit ticked about being a prisoner of a prince. I thought you royals were all boring stuff shirts. But seeing how you cared for your kid…it made me see you weren’t just a prince but a dad. And being a good dad is a great turn-on.” Blitz grinned.

Stolas blushed before giggling, holding Blitz close as he kissed him once more.

Certain as the sun~

Rising in the east~

Tale as old as time~

Song as old as rhyme~

Beauty and the Beast~

Tale as old as time!

Song as old as rhyme!

Beauty and the Beast!

[The End]

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