Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ Endless Supply ❯ Nothing Yet ( Chapter 3 )

Before I get yelled at, the characters and places you see here do not belong to me! I just borrow them a little…with a little harassment on the side. But since I'm not making munny, I don't think Disney or SquareEnix minds.

Chapter 3 - Nothing yet

 

Upon awaking, Pete looked around wildly from his place on the floor. The nobody that attacked him had left, no escaped.

“Maleficent's not gonna like this,” he said to himself while regaining his feet.

Walking to the door that was still open into the dark chamber, the large dog stuck his head in. Still empty. Well, it would be too convenient for the blonde to go back in for him wouldn't it? Sighing, Pete closed the door and made his way to his employer's workroom.

The workroom was actually a roof, the top of the castle to be precise. The weather never seemed to be harsh here, and the sorceress took pleasure in observing her domain from the height. At the moment, she was crystal gazing. The large glowing green quartz had the prized position of center of the floor. The ebony pedestal was embellished with carved dragons, supporting the orb at a level where while seated Maleficent could easily gaze.

Pete did his best to tiptoe to his boss. Disturbing her hobby of stalking people usually resulted in a harsh punishment of pain. He stopped a few feet from the crystal, noticing her current objects of fascination where those two. Donald Duck and Goofy, the King's right hand lackeys and part of the trio that helped to make his life a living hell. Currently, they appeared to be under water. The mage's appearance amused Pete to no end, an octopus? The other was the dark queen fairy, his boss, in front of him, not that he would tell her so. Life was better than being a pile of ash.

“Yes?” It came from black lips which positively drooled the word, imbedding a warning in ice.

Pete gulped loudly. “Umm, you evilness, the um… t-the ummm…you see…”

“Out with it!” Emerald flames started crackling at her fingertips.

“The nobody escaped” Pete kept his gaze on the floor and wrung his hands nervously.

“And how did that happen?”

He started backing up, surprised at the coldness in her voice because by now she was encased in flame.

“Well, you see…um…” the closer she came and the closer he got to the edge, the more coherent speech left only to be replaced by small animalistic noises, similar to a cornered puppy.

“You didn't want it anyway.”

Pete breathed a sigh of relief as the dragon woman redirected her attention to the platinum angel who spoke.

“Oh? Why not?”

“It was the original.”

“Hmm…” The bonfire surrounding her tapered off, leaving it smoldering on her fingers.

“You're right, that one would have had no use for us. Plus, now we know the machine works.” The remains of her wrath slowly disappeared.

Pete was always surprised that Maleficent never seemed to become angry at Sephiroth. Maybe it was his cool manner, his good looks, the way that his words always seemed to benefit their plan, promote it, and point out its flaws before it's too late. Than again it could have been that she liked having intelligent company around, considering the castle's other occupants.

“But the original,” she did a quarter point turn and took a couple steps.

“We can't let him stop us, tell that blasted Kings and his companions,” the steps now headed toward the other direction, the beginnings of a thinking pace.

“He won't,” the matter was already taken care of, the tone implied.

The sorceress stopped and smiled at the antiangel. “That's good to hear.”

“You can go,” she waved her hand as if to whisk them away and resettled herself in her throne. Over course she could not control the winged man and he knew it, but he was about to leave in a moment anyway, for the purpose for his visit was completed. It paid to put on a show of control for the underlings, especially that fool Pete. He would leave if he sensed a stronger side. Speaking of which he had already made a dent in the number of stair to the next floor; oppositely, Sephiroth took his time going down with the cool demeanor worthy of a warrior ready to strike at the slightest sound. She was so relieved he had partnered with her and not another.

 

 

Donald set the gummi ship down with a slight jolt at the landing. The sigh that followed earned a question from his passenger Goofy.

“Guaw, what's wrong Donald?”

“It just, I'm worried about Sora. Ariel said she hadn't seen him, but I don't know if that's good or bad.”

“I'm sure we can find something out here in Beast's Castle, but we won't know until we go say hello,”

“You're right. So let's go say hello,” he pushed himself out of the pilot's chair and followed Goofy out of the hatch.

Chip and Dale stayed behind, doing their basic maintenance work while Mickey's right hand men approached the large stone castle before them. Along the way they encountered a grand total of one heartless each, which was a good sign. There had to be darkness around for light to exist. But the lack of heartless also alarmed them. Sora was in Maleficent's claws, she was planning something. If her efforts were not focused on the heartless, then what did capture her attention?

“Donald, Goofy! So nice to see you again!” Belle greeted the pair at the oversize front doors. “Where's Sora?”

“We were kinda hoping you heard something about him,” Goofy asked, “or about any strange goings on.”

“I'm sorry,” the princess of light shook her head, “I haven't heard anything, but Beast might have. Why don't you guys join us for lunch?”

It was impossible to refuse that kind smile and gentle soul. Though, at that moment they would have accepted a potted plant's invitation on behalf of their stomachs.

On their way, the group passed Chip. Bending down to the child's level, Belle asked him to tell his mother that two guests would be joining her and the master for lunch. Chip scampered off to relay the news as the group continued forward.

The brunette led Donald and Goofy to a small garden in the back of the castle. Nestled among rose bushes a table and chairs had been set up within hearing distance of a hidden fountain. Goofy held out a chair for Belle to settle herself into when a booming voice was heard and soon the only thing he saw was fur.

“Goofy, Donald! When did you get here?” He let them down with a huge grin on his face. It fell when he took in the absence of their companion.

“Where's Sora? Is he alright?”

Belle interrupted any attempt at an explanation with a hand on his arm.

“We have guests for lunch who are hungry. Let's not ruin the meal. We can talk afterward.”

Beast growled a reluctant affirmative noise and sat down next to Belle and across from Goofy. Mrs. Pots soon arrived riding on a wheeled server and helped by the cutlery. Seeing guests, the plates and silverware could not help but perform a dance number centering on the silver napkin rings. When the applause had finished, and the eatery settled, Mrs. Pots greeted the Disney Castle residents and then left the group to their meal.

It was rather awkward. Beast was on edge, curious and worried about Sora, but he took the care to follow his princess's wishes. Goofy and Donald, unaware of what could be talked about and what could not, ate silently. Donald was having difficultly with his tea. He could remember his Daisy telling him that it was proper to hold a teacup with the pinkie out, but could not remember if an outdoor lunch called for such etiquette. Deciding that his girl was probably right, like always, he proceeded to take a sip with his pinkie jutting straight out. A small giggle from Belle and amusement in Beast's eyes promptly made him put the cup down.

“What's so funny?” he quacked

“Nothing,” Belle's mouth was now hidden by her small hand, “It's just that-”

“Just like me,” Beast shook his head

“What?!”

“Oh Donald! You never hold your pinkie like that! Who told you to?” Belle smiled at him.
“Well,” The white feathers on his cheek took on a crimson hue, “Daisy always told me, `pinkie out',”

“You needn't worry about that here. If Beast can't do it, I won't make you do the same.”

Beast almost spat out the tea he had just consumed. Belle stepped in before he could say anything.

“His hands are too big you see? But ideally, the pinkie just has to be curved and hovering above the bottom of the cup. It comes naturally when you use only the first three fingers to pick it up.”

From there the conversation picked up since the tense atmosphere had disappeared. Things once again changed however as the last sherbet spoon tinkled against the empty bowl.

“Where's Sora?” The idea had been bugging Beast all meal that Belle was worried as well, despite hiding it behind her smiles and softness.

Donald bowed his head and stared into his lap, so Goofy answered.

“We don't know. He was kidnapped by this evil guy named Sephiroth, who we think might be working with Maleficent.”

At the mention of the witch's name Beast released a throaty growl and bared his incisors. Goody and Donald shank back a bit from the site. Beast however was the one who jump, as Belle placed her hand over his hairy oversized one. One look at her and all his anger evaporated, leaving him empty. The Mickey's warrior continued with a nod from the maiden.

“We've been looking for Sora and were wondering whether you had seen him lately.”

“Or anything fishy,” Donald piped up, “We know she's up to something but have no idea what.”

“Let me help you look for him,” Beast pleaded, “He's done so much for me and Belle, it's the least I can do.”

Goofy shook his head no. Donald however was the one to reply.

“If she some how gets a hold of the keyblade master and the seven princesses of light, we're doomed. You need to stay and watch over Belle. But we would appreciate it if you told us of any thing funny going on because it may be Maleficent.”

Beast felt trapped. He want to help find Sora, his debt to him was more than the castle he lived in. But Belle…he could not stand to lose her again. The cursed man sighed in defeat and collapsed over the table with his head in his claws.

“Is there anything I can do to help?”

“Just let us know if something strange happens,” Goofy said.

“I wouldn't say no to some of this delicious food,” his companion ventured.

The couple smiled at each other.

“Food won't be a problem,” the princess began as Mrs. Pots returned of her own accord.

“Food to go!” she announced her delivery as Donald and Goofy were loaded with all they could handle. The duck was already licking his bill.

“Thank you Belle!” Goofy peeked and found an apple pie inside a box.

“No problem. Come back anytime.”

“I'll walk you out,” Beast offered, grabbing a couple of the boxes that his guests could not handle.

Once at the gummi ship Chip and Dale were doing circles around the boxes, commenting on the wonderful aromas what wafted from them. While the brothers explored the safely stored boxes, Beast turned to his friends.

“Can you let me know if you need extra help? Or when you find him?” he knew the two in front of him would never stop looking for their friend.
“Of course!” Goofy exclaimed, “Where friends, and I know Sora would want to know about you if you went missing.”

“Thank you Goofy. I wish you two good luck. Oh! And take these.”

In his open palms were a couple hi-potions, an ether, and a twilight shard.

“Gwarsh, thanks Beast. You sure?”

At a nod, Goofy and Donald emptied their friend's paws of the gifts.

“We'll let you know what happens, `kay?” Donald called over his should as he and his pal boarded the ship.

“I hope its good news,” Beast muttered to himself as the gummi ship sealed his friends inside.

Woot! Chapter three is up! And thanks again to my wonderful beta Smoe. And you guys can't have him. His mine! But thank him (through reviews^_^) for his great work.