Chapter 1- Bonjour, Belle! -Part 1-

There was a flash of light, and another...and another.  Twilight just got used to it, she was probably traveling through space and time by now. And...and...dang it. I didn't have anything to read! Let alone take notes with! Space time continuum could be so cruel. Suddenly I fell flat on my face,  and I heard others laugh at her. "Lookie here, Bell's fallen while reading one of her dumb books again!" I first thought they meant someone nearby, maybe someone else that had fallen over accidently while she was reading a book. Then I realized the scrawny looking one and the buck-toothed one where speaking to me I got up, trying to ignore the realization that I was wearing a blue dress. "Well I centrically wouldn't doing not reading a book, how could I?" The buck-toothed one stared at me blankly. "au revoir, gentleman."

I trotted off, hearing myself humph. How rude were those ponies? I sat down in a chair nearby, and stared at the book in my  hooves. I hadn't been carrying a book that day, but visions of what I had read swept through my mind. I was intrigued by the romance, the war, I was tempted to read on. So I did, I lifted up the book, and each time I turned a page she felt her mane stick on it's end. Or was that just general excitement? I didn't care, I loved the book. Whoever wrote this was a genius

. I was about to read the last chapter when somepony tapped me on the shoulder, making me jump. " G'day Madame Belle." A large, muscular pony stood above me, "Since we are both here, may I buy you a drink?" I rolled my eyes, watching his lame attempt of a bow. "No, but thank you for the offer, monsieur but I have places to be. Plus, I don't drink." the muscular pony made a noise which must have been a growl. As I walked past him, he yelled something at me that made me tense up. "Madame Belle! Don't you think you should go comfort your father? He is sick you know." I wanted to tear him up. Punch him. Whatever it took. But why was I so concerned? He was not biologically related to me,  my real father was back in Equestria. Not in whatever this crazy French parallel universe was. After all, books didn't appear out of nowhere, Ponies didn't suddenly learn French, And for Celstia's sake, random clothes didn't appear on your body out of nowhere! Plus, the fact that everypony was calling me 'belle' made it even weirder. Then why was I running so fast? And why was I freaking out? This is the fault of that floating circular rainbow! Gahh, she was going to yank the tail off of Rainbowdash...once she found her.

Once Twilight found the small cottage, that I assumed was my 'fathers' home. I creaked open the door only to be greeted by the sound of very lough coughing and hacking. My father was in a wooden bed, his face as red as a tomato. He saw me an tried to smile, but ended up throwing up into the half-filled barf bucket next to him. Twilight ran over to his side and kneeled beside her dying father. "Father..?" The dying pony turned to look at her, his blue eyes sparkled in the dim light of the room. "B...Belle.." I gave him a confused look. "I'm not Belle, why does everypony keep calling me that? My name is..."   realization hit me that I could not remember my name, and was now sounding like a idiot facing the stallion who was supposedly my father. "Who are you, than? A lunatic? A Spy? Do you work for the beast?"  I stared at him with question. "I am none of those, but I am afraid I cannot remember my true name."

I waited for him to answer, but he didn't. His face looked lost and concerned, like he was trying to understand but he didn't know how. "If you don't mind, would you please tell me who this beast is?" I was sure it had to be a pet name for somepony who had more hair than he needed to, but the way my father explained it right then it was  nothing like that.

"The beast is a horrible monster who has the body of a lion, the wings of a dragon, and the tail of a scorpion. He was originally a most handsome prince that had all the mares swooning over him, but he was to much of a narcissist. He couldn't notice any other mare because he was to much in love with himself.  A good hearted sorceress turned him into what he is now, a menacing beast. The sorceress also turned every one of his servants into vamponies, so they would be cursed to only be able to come out at the rising of Luna's moon. There is a flower out in the beast's gardens that I need for my medicine, I have asked many brave men. Even that brave one, the one that gets all the mares-now what's his name?" My father sucked in some air to save time, than blew it all out.

"Oh! yes, that's it, handsome little Grey Dash. I heard he asked you out to day, is this true Belle?" his voice was rusty, and full of worry. I don't think he wanted me to even have any pony contact with Grey Dash. So I skipped his question, and went right back to the subject of the beast. "Father, if you need this flower so badly, why don't I go get it for you?" I was now more comfortable being called Belle, and referring to the strange old man as my father. "Oh, Belle..." His face got even more pale than it already was, which I didn't think was possible. "Belle, I cannot have you risking such things for me."  I held his hoof in my own. "Father, I must. You must trust me, or else you shall die." My father looked up at the celling, then back at me. "Very well, but you must be careful." I nodded, and practically ran out of the back door.