foolishmortals | there's so much that we share

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week 5

there's so much that we share

[If there's one thing Julia's good at, it's feeling guilty. Once they're let out of the awful stretching room, she sets up in the kitchen and makes another cake. It's the same sort of coffee cake she made for Lea's wake, but this time it's got apples over top. While it's going, Julia writes notes for everyone except Elsa.]

I made cake and coffee. It's in the lounge, if you'd like to come by and not be alone.

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[ Maybe they should have a stick or something--

She curtsies to him before placing her hand in his. ]

Really? I'd love that. [ She pauses, though. ] Lefou... I have a question for you.

[He pauses when she does, concern clouding over his features as he gives her hand a reassuring squeeze.]

Of course, Nene, what is it?

[ And in return, she squeezes back. She doesn't look upset or anything, just thoughtful. ]

Has anyone started teaching you how to read?

[Ghhck.]

I... [The flush on his face tips a little more toward shame than alcohol.] Uh, no. Not yet.

It's okay.

[ She squeezes his hand again, giving him an apologetic smile. ]

Um, would you like to learn? I don't know how good of a teacher I would be, but... I want to help you somehow.

[He looks over at her when she squeezes his hand, and smiles sheepishly.]

I don't know how good of a student I can be, but I...should probably try to learn, huh?

[The hand not holding hers brushes his hair back away from his face.]

Back in the village, it's not really uncommon, not knowing how to read or write. But here, well, almost everyone does. I guess I've just... had too much pride to ask.

Oh, I think you'll be just fine.

[ She has faith in him, after all. More and more... she's starting to have faith in everyone here. ]

Really? There isn't a school in your village?

There is, but, well. The headmaster isn't exactly a nurturing kind of guy, and if you can't keep up with the rest of the boys you get left behind pretty quick.

There's not much to read outside of road signs, anyway.

Oh...

[ That's sad. Naminé hadn't exactly had an education, but she had Kairi's memories and, occasionally, Axel left her books to read. Fairy tales, mostly. She'd had to hide them, but it had been worth the risk. ]

It seems like a shame... I didn't ever read many books, or when I did, it wasn't very often. I can't imagine a place without many of them.

[At that, he smiles.]

You know, that sounds like something this girl from the village would say. She always had her nose deep in a book, which was considered pretty... Odd.

[ She blinks. ]

Really? I don't think that's very odd, but... I think I understand why the other villagers would, from what you've just told me.

What is she like?

She's... Honestly, way too smart for the rest of us. Her father Maurice is an artist, he makes these tiny, intricate music boxes. I've seen one a couple of times, and felt like I was going to break it just by looking at it.

She's well-read, kind, and beautiful. Also stubborn. She rode into a castle in her chemise and stays just to save the be-- Uh, the prince.

Wow... It sounds like she's one of your friends, from how highly you speak of her. She sounds like an incredible person.

[ The admiration's way obvious in her voice. She'd like to meet her, especially if she's one of Lefou's friends. ]

What is her name?

She...wasn't always, but she's been more kind to me than I deserved.

[For one, she forgave him enough for being Gaston's right hand that she invited him to her wedding]

Her name is Belle. Pretty appropriate, huh?

I think... you deserve all the kindness in all of the w--

[ o shit what ]

B-Belle?

Yeah, it...means "Beauty."

[ She nods, looking a little frazzled, actually. ]

Lefou.... [ She lowers her voice, for some reason. ] Did she... fall in love with a Beast?

[That's worrisome.]

Well, that's kind of a complicated answer... Technically he's a prince, but he was under a curse that kind of... turned him into a beast...

[ It's... possible, isn't it? She's not sure why she's so startled. Jiminy's here, after all, and Tarzan had been, too. ]

... My friend, Sora... he helped save a young woman named Belle. He fought with Beast, when Belle had been kidnapped and taken to a different world.

When Sora first met her, she was wearing a yellow dress, and she has brown hair, and she spent a lot of time in Hollow Bastion's library. Does that sound like your Belle?

I've... Never heard of Hollow Bastion before, but if there's a library I'd say you'd find Belle there.

You know, now that I think of it, why did nobody ask where that dress came from?

She seemed so kind... I understand why you like her so much, Lefou.

[ ..... ]

It came from his castle, didn't it? The be-- the prince's.

I... I never asked either, honestly, but it had to've. I mean, she came straight from there back to the village.

Remember when I told you that I had been at a wedding before I was brought here?

[ Honestly, she doesn't know a lot about Belle's history, but she nods all the same. She believes Lefou. ]

A wedding... Oh, was it Belle's and the prince's?

Yeah, it was. It was a beautiful event, and there was a lot of dancing.

[Also a lot of wine.]

It was like... something out of a fairy tale.

That sounds amazing. They must have been so happy, too.

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