Samantha the Scissors

The reason why most people avoided the woods were the strange and very odd occurrences that were said to happen. Only the few hunters in the village ever dared forage into the woods. Hunters like Gaston who were brave and fearless paid no attention to what they called old wive's tales. It was into the forest which Belle did run, alone, frightened, and naked. She slumped to the ground against an ancient tree, hands still tied behind her back.

"Belle?" came a voice she recognized as Laurene Bimbette's. "You get back here right now! We're not done with you yet!" Belle cringed and pressed hard against the tree, trying her best not to make a sound when all of a sudden she saw the oddest thing she'd ever seen in her life. It was a pair of walking scissors! It was humming an old tavern song in a female voice as it strolled along. Belle knew she had to take a chance that none of the Bimbettes would follow her, and only call for her to return from a safe distance off. "Hey! Over here" she called out to the walking scissors.

The scissors stopped, and looked at the naked beauty for quite some time before it made a move. Then, slowly the scissors approached Belle. "Who are you? Why are you out here naked?" asked the scissors.

"It's a long story" replied Belle. "Do you have a name? You have a lovely voice!" Belle was surprised to see the scissors turn red from embarrassment.

"Samantha is my name" answered the Scissors. "Thank you for the compliment. I think you're very beautiful" she added, gazing upon Belle's body. "But why are you naked?"

"The Bimbette sisters back in the village stripped me, and took my clothes" Belle began. "They tied me up, and they were going to take me home with them, and turn me into their sex ****."

"Oh how terrible!" exclaimed Samantha. "Let me help you. I can cut the ropes."

Belle slowly turned herself to give Samantha access to the ropes that tied her hands together. The pair of scissors looked at them. "That's a pretty fancy knot they tied" she said. "But nothing I can't cut through!" She hopped up gently between Belle's wrists, and began cutting away at the rope. Soon Belle was freed, and very, very grateful.

"Thank you so much for your help!" she exclaimed as she rubbed her wrists. "I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't come along. But tell me. How is it a pair of scissors can talk?"

"Well, you see, I live in this enchanted castle on the far side of the woods. I live there with Cogsworth, Lumiere, Mrs Pots and her son Chip. We all serve the Master of the castle."

"And who is this Master of the castle?" Belle inquired, her curiosity getting the best of her.

"It's rather hard to explain" Samantha began. "Like me and the others, he lives under an enchanted spell. We were all originally human, just like you. But his enchantment turned him into this large, hideous looking Beast."

"This sounds like some of the books I've read at the village library" interjected Belle.

Suddenly Belle heard a few distant howls. She looked around and noticed the time had slipped by. It was now getting close to twilight. Soon it would be dark. "The wolves!" she cried. "I'd better get back home soon!"

"Or you could come home with me to the castle" Samantha offered. "I promise you'll be safe with me."