Chapter 6: War of the Colors
Now, remember when I said three chapters ago that Flonne was bad at singing lullabies? Well, to be perfectly blunt, she really wasn't all that good at cooking, either. At least without the aid of magic. Which explains why the cake she was trying to bake looked less like a cake, and more like a large mound of unbaked batter and frosting with candles stuck on top. To make matters worse, the whole thing was leaning over.
"Well...it doesn't look TOO bad, I guess," Flonne said, propping the cake up with a broom. "Wh-what do you think, Belle?"
"Um...it looks...unusual, to say the least," Belle said sheepishly as she put the finishing touches on her dress. Living with a prince most of her life, Belle never really needed to sew her own dresses; it showed in the dress she was making for Erika, which had all sorts of ribbons, zippers, and bows all over it. Reminy looked less than enthused at the development.
"It'll look much better when I put it in the oven for a bit!" Flonne said as she quickly caught the candles sliding down the handle of the broom and placed them back on top.
"How about my dress, Flonne?" Belle asked. "What do you think?"
Flonne stopped her worked and walked over to the dress, inspecting it high and low. "Um...a little much, don't you think?" she asked. "That's now how it looks in the book."
"Well, yes," Belle nodded, "But I thought I'd make some additions to it. You know, to really spruce it up!"
"I think it looks good, too," Flonne nodded. "How about you, Reminy?"
Reminy stood long and silent for a moment. Then, with a blink, she finally spoke, "You know what I think?"
Belle and Reminy stood in silence, waiting for her answer. Then, without warning...
"Oh, my!" Flonne jumped.
"Reminy! That was my dress!" Belle whined.
"Look, mom, I'm sorry," Reminy said, flustered, "But this is absolutely ridiculous! What would Jaqulin think if she saw all this?! Let's think about her, I mean, REALLY think about her for a moment!"
Belle turned away sadly. "Y...you're right," she said softly, trying to hold back her tears. "I'm sorry, Reminy...I'm sorry, Flonne."
"Aww, it's okay, Belle," Flonne said. "We know you were trying to do the right thing."
Reminy's stern, angered look suddenly softened. She didn't mean to snap at her mother like that; she almost never did. Slowly, she stepped down from the stool and put a hand on her shoulder. "Mom, I'm so sorry," Reminy said. "I didn't mean to. It's just...we haven't used our magic in so long, and we've never done any of this for ourselves before. Guess I...just got a little impatient. I'm sorry."
Belle slowly turned around, Reminy's arm wrapping around her. A tear leaked from her eye. "I'm sorry, too, sweetheart," she said. "You're right, we SHOULD think of Jaqulin. After all, we won't have her as a daughter much longer."
"But you still have me," Reminy smiled.
Belle wiped the tear from her eye as she and Reminy embraced each other warmly. Flonne smiled as the rest of the cake slowly imploded.
Reminy and Belle slowly seperated, still holding on to one another. "Now, what do you say we give Jaqulin a party to remember?" Reminy asked.
"I think that sounds like a wonderful idea," Belle said. "Now, go and get our things, dear."
Reminy nodded as she broke away from Belle and trotted off to the living room.
"Aww, that was sweet," Flonne said. "But, that wasn't in the original story, was it?"
"Story?" Belle repeated in confusion.
"Nevermind," Flonne shook her head.
"Right. Now, Flonne, lock all the doors and plug up every nook and cranny in the house; we don't want Maleficent to catch on to us."
"Got it!" Flonne took off around the house, closing the windows here and plugging up the walls there. And while she did that, Reminy came back out with Belle's Keyblade, and her and Flonne's wands.
"Here you go, mom!" Reminy tossed Belle's Keyblade over to her mother, who skillfully caught it. Using her own wand, she finished clogging up the holes in the house before handing Flonne her wand.
"All right," Belle said, tapping her Keyblade on her shoulder. "Flonne, you take care of the cake. I'll handle Jaqulin's dress."
"What about me?" Reminy asked.
Belle rubbed her chin for a moment. "Hmm...why don't you clean the house, Reminy?" she asked as she went to working on Jaqulin's dress.
Reminy cocked her brow unsuredly for a moment...but then shrugged. 'It's better than nothing, I guess,' she thought to herself as she spied a mop, bucket and broom in the corner. "Alright, you heard her, boys," Reminy ordered, casting an animation spell on the three objects. "Clean this place up, spit-spot!" Reminy chuckled to herself at 'spit-spot,' thinking of one of her old babysitters that took care of her, Flonne and Jaqulin while Belle was out. And in an instant, the broom began sweeping across the floor while the mop plunged itself into the bucket and hopped back out to follow the broom.
Belle, on the other hand, used the magic from her Keyblade to bring the dress materials to life. They came together, weaving in place to form a beautiful-looking gold dress, the same one that she was best known for. "There...a dress fit for a princess," she beamed.
With a shrill whistle, Flonne called over the cake ingredients. "Now," she instructed, opening the cook book to the proper section, "Just follow the instructions in this book. I'll take care of the candles, okay? And be sure to put lots of extra love in it!" The ingredients looked at each other quizzically for a few moments before finally getting to work. The bag of flour opened itself up, letting the cups levitate in and out and pour the contents into a mixing bowl, followed by the eggs and milk. A spoon dipped into the bowl and started mixing everything together.
As the broom continued its job, Reminy cast a levitating spell on the rug; the broom swept a small cloud of dust underneath the rug, and just as the rug flopped down, Reminy zapped the cloud away. She smiled to herself.
Meanwhile, the ingredients finally finished mixing themselves together, forming a tall, beautiful cake that looked too delicious to look away from. Flonne took a dollop of frosting on her finger and tasted it. A look of satisfaction spread across her face as she sighed contentedly. "I should write the recipie down for this frosting," she said to herself.
Reminy continued to follow the cleaning tools as she noticed the dress that Belle had finished making. "Mmm...nice color," she shrugged. "But I like green much more!" With a quick cast of the wand, Reminy managed to give the dress varying hues of forest green. When Belle turned around, she was surprised to find her dress a different color.
"Reminy! ...Make it gold," Belle sighed to herself as she turned the dress back to its original color.
Reminy shimmied and shook devilishly as she turned on her heel and whispered, "Make it green!" The dress was, once again, a foresty green color.
Belle noticed yet again...she knew it was Reminy, but even still, this was getting out of hand. "Gold!" she said forcefully, turning the dress gold again.
"Moooom, I want green!" Reminy whined as she turned the dress green again.
"Well, if you're going to act like a baby..." Belle smirked, spinning her Keyblade and using it to turn Reminy into a little girl again, complete with the same clothes she had on before.
Reminy looked at herself in surprised before glaring at her mother. "Ooooh, you asked for it now, mama," she said as she leapt at Belle and tackled her, trying ruthlessly to tickle her. The two laughed and, unbeknownst to anyone else, wound up casting color spells everywhere.
Flonne broke off from her cake-making duties and ran over to the scrum. "Hey, cut that out! This is no way to wo---" Flonne was inadvertandly pulled into the fight as the three of them wound up casting spells all over the house...some of them even shooting out and up the chimney...
Meanwhile, outside of the forest, Pete and Super Skrull lumbered through the Forest of Hope, with Pete clutching his back in pain. "Oooogh, my achin' back," Pete groaned.
"Stop your complaining, Peter!" Super Skrull snapped. "If you chose to discontinue your petulent arguing, my concentration wouldn't have been broken, and we wouldn't have fallen from such a far height. Be thankful your status as a "toon" prevented any further damage!"
"Further damage nothin'," Pete growled. "My back's still killin' me! Don'tcha got some kinda Skrull medicine that can cure an ailin' back?"
"Peh, you just prove that there's too much trash in the universe," Super Skrull said coldly. "I can assure you that if you were groomed under the order of the Skrull, you would not feel such pain."
"While you were still learning to SPELL YOUR NAME...I was being trained...to CONQUER GALAXIES! And to do anything less would be a disgrace to the entire Skrull empire."
Pete simply looked at Super Skrull with a deadpan expression. "Never say that again," he said. "That film sucked eggs, and you know it."
"Ergh, you're right," Super Skrull nodded. "That movie is banished from the Skrull homeworld for a reason...hm?"
Super Skrull and Pete's ears caught the commotion coming from deep into the forest. "What's all the hubbub?" Pete asked.
The two ventured deeper into the forest, and came upon the cottage, where shots of green and gold exploded from the two tubes of the chimney. "Strange," Super Skrull rubbed his chin. "This is a rare sight, even by Earthling standards!"
"Let's stick around and watch," Pete said as he his behind a tree. "I got a feelin' this could be our big ticket!"
Super Skrull nodded as he followed Pete. The two watched from behind as the bolts of light erupted from the chimney.
Flonne had managed to get out of the fight, but Reminy and Belle were still playfully scrapping as beams of colored light flew about. And, almost by accident, two shots hit the dress at the same time, turning it into a tie-dyed green and gold mess.
"Oooh, Reminy!" Belle gasped.
"Uh, oh," Reminy gulped. "Did I do that?"
"N-no, no, sweetie, we both did," Belle set Reminy down and used her Keyblade to jump her back to her original age. All of a sudden, the trio heard a familiar voice singing, and growing closer. "Oh, no, it's Jaqulin! Quick, put everything away and hide!"
"Okay!" Flonne quickly used her wand to hide all the ingredients. Belle turned the dress gold again, but just as soon as she went to hide, Reminy turned the dress green before spotting the mop still going.
"Cut that out!" she hissed, casting a spell on the mop and making it put itself away. She sighed as she crouched into hiding with Belle, waiting for her "sister" to come through the door...
End of Chapter 6