Elsa's Point of View
Wow, I'm really hungry.
I quietly walked out of my room, so that Jack wouldn't hear me. However, I don't think Jack could possibly hear me walking considering he's on the other side of the castle doing who knows what.
I finally came into the kitchen and slowly opened the door, not knowing who or what was in there.
"Hello there, Elsa," said Mrs. Potts.
"She's not supposed to be in here!" shouted the clock, whose name I didn't know.
"I just came down for a snack, I'm very hungry." I told them.
"Come with me, dear. Don't listen to Cogsworth over there." said the candlestick, whose name I also didn't know.
I started to follow him and Mrs. Potts when Cogsworth stopped us at the door.
"Lumiere, master said she isn't aloud to eat if it isn't with him!" Cogsworth shouted.
"Please." I started to beg because I was that hungry.
"Alright, but not too much! Maybe some bread crust but that's it!"
The four of us walked into a dining room; Lumiere sat me down at the head of the table. He walked to the middle of the table and started, wait what is he doing?
Singing?
(If you want, you can play the video that I've provided but for some reason the sound hasn't been working on phone so whatever.)
Be our guest
Be our guest
Put our service to the test
Tie your napkin round your neck, cherie
And we provide the rest
Soupe du jour, hot hors d'oeuvres
Why, we only live to serve
Try the grey stuff, it's delicious
Don't believe me, ask the dishes
They can sing
They can dance
After all, miss, this is France
And a dinner here is never second best
Go on, unfold your menu
Take a glance and then
You'll be our guest
Oui, our guest
Be our guest
Beef ragout, cheese souffle
Pie and pudding en flambe
We'll prepare and serve with flair
A culinary cabaret
You're alone
And you're scared
But the banquet's all prepared
No one's gloomy or complaining
While the flatware's entertaining
We tell jokes
I do tricks
With my fellow candlesticks
And it's all in perfect taste, that you can bet
Come on and lift your glass
You've won your own free pass
To be our guest
If you're stressed
It's fine dining we suggest
Be our guest
Be our guest
Be our guest
Life is so unnerving
For a servant who's not serving
He's not whole without a soul to wait upon
Ah, those good old days when we were useful
Suddenly, those good old days are gone
Ten years we've been rusting, needing so much more than dusting
Needing exercise, a chance to use our skills
Most days we just lay around the castle
Flabby, fat and lazy
You walked in and oops-a-daisy!
It's a guest, it's a guest!
Sakes alive, well, I'll be blessed
Wine's been poured, and thank the lord
I've had the napkins freshly pressed
With dessert, she'll want tea
And, my dear, that's fine with me
While the cups do their soft-shoeing
I'll be bubbling, I'll be brewing
I'll get warm, piping hot
Heaven's sake, is that a spot?
Clean it up, we want the company impressed
We've got a lot to do
Is it one lump or two?
For you, our guest
She's our guest (She's our guest)
She's our guest
Be our guest
Be our guest
Put our service to the test
It's ten years since we've had anybody here
And we're obsessed
With your meal, with your ease
Yes, indeed, we aim to please
While the candlelight's still glowing
Let us help you, we'll keep going
Course by course
One by one
Till you shout, "Enough, I'm done!"
Then we'll sing you off to sleep as you digest
Tonight you'll prop your feet up
But for now, let's eat up
Be our guest
Be our guest
Be our guest
Please be our guest
That was actually the best meal I've had in a long time.
"Would you like a tour of the castle?" Lumiere asked and I nodded.
We started walking and Lumiere rambled on but I didn't pay attention most of the time.
"And there's the West Wing, I wouldn't go there if I were you." However, when Lumiere and Cogsworth started arguing again, I ran into the West Wing.
On the wall, there was a guy with white hair who look around my age. I wasn't able to tell who it was because the picture was all ripped and torn up.
I then came across a snowflake type thing, it was in a glass case but it was melting.
I went to touch the case when Jack walked into the room.
"What are you doing in here?" He asked.
"I was just— I—" Honestly, I didn't have an excuse.
"Get out! Leave here!" He yelled, he kept yelling until I ran out of the castle.
I kept running and running until I tripped in the snow.
The issue wasn't that I fell...
It was what came to me when I fell.
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