"Possible," Kim said shaking Belle's hand. "Kim Possible. Belle, that is a beautiful name, for lack of a better word!" Kim laughed.

Belle shook her hand firmly and smiled back. “Well thank you! Kim is a very pretty name too!” 

“….Thinking that you’re quite the idiot.” 

“….Thinking that you’re quite the idiot.” 

"Just fine thank you," Kim smiled warmly at the girl.

“That’s wonderful to hear!” Belle stuck out her hand toward the girl. “My name is Belle, it’s a pleasure to meet you miss…?” 

"Hello, how are you?" Kim smiled.

Belle sat down the book she was reading and smiled back at the red-head. “Bonjour!” She greeted warmly “I’m fine! Just reading a book as you see. How about yourself?”

If you could only read one book for the rest of your life, which one would it be?
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“Just one book..? I’m not quite sure if I could do that! I need so much more!”

Belle was walking out of the store with her nose buried deep in a book. As she took just a few steps out of the shop a woman ran right into her. The book was then forced into her face, squishing her nose between the pages. “Ouch!!!” She yelled out as she dropped the book. She rubbed her now swollen nose and looked up at the blonde haired woman. Belle almost wanted to yell at her for not paying any attention but before she could get a world out the woman had apologized. She did seem sorry about the situation. Plus in her defense, Belle was face first in a book. It wasn’t like she could of very well done the same thing to her. “It’s okay.” Belle reassured. “Just a minor injury, nothing too serious.” 

“Oh dear! Ah’m so sorry! Lemme see if Ah can find ya anythin’ fo’ that!” Charlotte said as she watched the brown-haired girl rub her pinkened nose. She looked around for somewhere that might have any ice but this small French village did not seem to have that sort of thing within eyesight. She spotted a tavern in the center of town, that might have what she needed. “Come on Sugah, let’s find ya somethin’ cold t’ put on that!” she suggested taking Belle’s arm gently to lead her to a place that hopefully had something cold to put on her nose. 

Belle followed Charlotte as she led her inside the tavern. “We might want to be on the look out here.” She warned. “There’s a rude brute that likes to frequent this place.” Belle made a disgusted face as she though about Gaston. Hopefully he was off hunting today or doing something of the like.  She looked around the inside of the building as she sat down on a bar stool. No sign of him so far. “he doesn’t seem to be here quite yet,” She said. “but we still might want to make this quick. Don’t exactly want to chance it now  you know?” Belle looked at Charlotte and smiled lightly. “I do believe in all of this confusion I didn’t get to introduce myself properly. Bonjour, my name is Belle, and thank you for helping me get this” she took her hand off her swollen, red nose and pointed at it “Taken care of. I really appreciate it.”