Chapter 4 - Forever Friends to go home
Submitted December 17, 2007 Updated December 17, 2007 Status Incomplete | A Beauty and the Beast remake into...Chack! Using the original Beauty and the Beast fairytale (not the movie).
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Chapter 4 - Forever Friends to go home
Chapter 4 - Forever Friends to go home
Supper showed no signs of the Beast coming and Jack grew worried when Chase did not show to see him off to bed like he had the many nights before. True it had been wrong of him to reject the Beast’s offer when Chase had been nothing but kindness
towards him, but… Jack sighed heavily and made his way up the stairs, heading off to bed.
When he reached the first floor he turned to go up the next set of stairs when something caught his attention. A soft slow hum could be heard from down the hallway, and though it was dark and terrifying, Jack made his way down the darkened hall and to the door that the sound was heard from. The door creaked open and through the crack Jack could see Chase, sitting on the piano bench, claws gliding over the piano keys like they had when he and Jack had played their duet.
Pushing the door open the rest of the way, Jack silently walked into the room. Sitting down beside Chase, he watched as the keys were pushed one by one, gradually slowing as Chase came to a stop.
“Why do you hate me?” Chase asked solemnly when he pressed the last key.
Jack sighed and turned towards him, “I don’t hate you. I just-”
“You say you don’t hate me, but how could you not? You were brought here for the sake of your father; how could you not hate me?”
“You have been very kind to me. It was my father’s fault that I was brought here and…” Jack looked away, his cheeks tinted pink. His fingers brushed atop the keys, “and sometimes I’m happy that he did.” Chase continued to stare at the smaller male, shocked at Jack’s confession. “Then…” Chase started.
“If you’re not still mad at me and if you’ll let me, I will gladly stay with you. We could be great friends!” Jack said happily. The Beast sighed dejectedly(?) and said, “If that is what you wish…we will be good friends.” Chase held out his clawed hand and Jack took it gladly. “You must be tired. I suppose I’m to see you off to bed?” Jack smiled and walked with the beast back down the hallway and to the second set of stairs.
“Goodnight, my sweet.” Chase called behind him.
Jack blushed, “Goodnight.”
.o0o.o0O0o.o0o.
Winter had come and gone again and spring appeared to shed its light and bloom all the prettiest flowers that the Beast had collected in his garden. Jack would walk through them and come back at the end of the day smelling like perfume and would laugh when Chase sneezed at the smell. Alas, after all happiness was just another thing in his life Jack began to have thoughts of his family and wondered everyday how they were. On one particular night, Jack had a terrifying dream of his father. His father had become ill and was lying in his bed looking frail and it seemed that he would pass away some time soon if something was not done. Jack awoke in tears and did not sleep the rest of that night.
The next morning, sensing Jack’s distress, Chase asked what had happened. “Oh Chase,” Jack cried, “I’m afraid my father is ill. I had a dream about it last night! He’s so very sick. Please, I beg you, let me visit him and see what I can do to help! Just two months with him and my sister and I will return! Please!”
Chase contemplated on this request, but his heart was already set when he looked upon the face of the sorrowful youth. Sighing deeply he raised a clawed hand to lie upon the pale cheek and wipe away a stray tear. “I cannot refuse you,” he said. “But you must remember your promise: you must be back in two months. I fear the worst if you do not return.” “Do not worry, dear Chase, I will return when I must.” Jack said through his tears.
The day was spent with them walking through the blooming flowers, eating their lunches while also feeding the birds in the aviary, and just being with each other. To Chase’s dismay, night came all too quickly and they found themselves standing outside of Jack’s bedroom door.
“I bid you goodnight, Chase.” Jack said as he began to open his door.
“Wait!” Chase called. Digging into his pocket, he pulled out a silver band with a single ruby in the middle and held it to Jack. “Take this ring. When you are ready to come back, turn it around and say ‘I wish to go back to my palace and see my beast again.’”
Jack reached out and plucked the ring from the Beast’s claws then, smiling, he headed into his bedroom. “Goodnight.” Chase said before walking away. Inside, Jack leaned against his door and looked around the room dressed in moonbeams. Finally, he thought, I’ll be able to see my family! With that thought in mind, he changed and settled down in his bed, falling asleep the instant his head hit the pillow.
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Disclaimer: I do not own Jack Spicer, Chase does
Chapter is shorter, forgive me :(
towards him, but… Jack sighed heavily and made his way up the stairs, heading off to bed.
When he reached the first floor he turned to go up the next set of stairs when something caught his attention. A soft slow hum could be heard from down the hallway, and though it was dark and terrifying, Jack made his way down the darkened hall and to the door that the sound was heard from. The door creaked open and through the crack Jack could see Chase, sitting on the piano bench, claws gliding over the piano keys like they had when he and Jack had played their duet.
Pushing the door open the rest of the way, Jack silently walked into the room. Sitting down beside Chase, he watched as the keys were pushed one by one, gradually slowing as Chase came to a stop.
“Why do you hate me?” Chase asked solemnly when he pressed the last key.
Jack sighed and turned towards him, “I don’t hate you. I just-”
“You say you don’t hate me, but how could you not? You were brought here for the sake of your father; how could you not hate me?”
“You have been very kind to me. It was my father’s fault that I was brought here and…” Jack looked away, his cheeks tinted pink. His fingers brushed atop the keys, “and sometimes I’m happy that he did.” Chase continued to stare at the smaller male, shocked at Jack’s confession. “Then…” Chase started.
“If you’re not still mad at me and if you’ll let me, I will gladly stay with you. We could be great friends!” Jack said happily. The Beast sighed dejectedly(?) and said, “If that is what you wish…we will be good friends.” Chase held out his clawed hand and Jack took it gladly. “You must be tired. I suppose I’m to see you off to bed?” Jack smiled and walked with the beast back down the hallway and to the second set of stairs.
“Goodnight, my sweet.” Chase called behind him.
Jack blushed, “Goodnight.”
.o0o.o0O0o.o0o.
Winter had come and gone again and spring appeared to shed its light and bloom all the prettiest flowers that the Beast had collected in his garden. Jack would walk through them and come back at the end of the day smelling like perfume and would laugh when Chase sneezed at the smell. Alas, after all happiness was just another thing in his life Jack began to have thoughts of his family and wondered everyday how they were. On one particular night, Jack had a terrifying dream of his father. His father had become ill and was lying in his bed looking frail and it seemed that he would pass away some time soon if something was not done. Jack awoke in tears and did not sleep the rest of that night.
The next morning, sensing Jack’s distress, Chase asked what had happened. “Oh Chase,” Jack cried, “I’m afraid my father is ill. I had a dream about it last night! He’s so very sick. Please, I beg you, let me visit him and see what I can do to help! Just two months with him and my sister and I will return! Please!”
Chase contemplated on this request, but his heart was already set when he looked upon the face of the sorrowful youth. Sighing deeply he raised a clawed hand to lie upon the pale cheek and wipe away a stray tear. “I cannot refuse you,” he said. “But you must remember your promise: you must be back in two months. I fear the worst if you do not return.” “Do not worry, dear Chase, I will return when I must.” Jack said through his tears.
The day was spent with them walking through the blooming flowers, eating their lunches while also feeding the birds in the aviary, and just being with each other. To Chase’s dismay, night came all too quickly and they found themselves standing outside of Jack’s bedroom door.
“I bid you goodnight, Chase.” Jack said as he began to open his door.
“Wait!” Chase called. Digging into his pocket, he pulled out a silver band with a single ruby in the middle and held it to Jack. “Take this ring. When you are ready to come back, turn it around and say ‘I wish to go back to my palace and see my beast again.’”
Jack reached out and plucked the ring from the Beast’s claws then, smiling, he headed into his bedroom. “Goodnight.” Chase said before walking away. Inside, Jack leaned against his door and looked around the room dressed in moonbeams. Finally, he thought, I’ll be able to see my family! With that thought in mind, he changed and settled down in his bed, falling asleep the instant his head hit the pillow.
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Disclaimer: I do not own Jack Spicer, Chase does
Chapter is shorter, forgive me :(
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