When the quinjet landed, all except Beast and the servants gaped at the site. It was still the same, even after all this time. Snow blanketed the gardens and the towers. Inside the gothic architecture remained unchanged, albeit the other servants have cleaned everywhere.

Lumiere jumped forward and shouted, "Do not worry, zit is us!"

Suddenly the castle literally came to life as the coat hanger reached out and took the on Clint wrapped around Wanda, a barking footrest ran in and pounded on Bucky, and a winged feather duster flew down, "Plumette!"

Lumiere hugged and twirled the feather duster, "Oh Plumette, my love! I have missed you so!"

"I have missed you too candlestick!"

As Bucky recovered from his fall, with help from Natasha, Cogsworth hobbled over to the piano hiding in the hall, "Come now Maestro! It is only us, the master, and some friends."

Maestro Cadenza crawled over to the door and watched, his frame to large to fit through.

Mrs. Potts hopped up stairs, "I'll go inform Madame Garderobe that we have returned."

Lumiere turned towards the rogue Avengers, "Everyone, these are the people who saved us."

They were thanked, but Steve shove sit off, "It wasn't just us."

It was then, that Beast made his leave for the West Wing, "You all have free reign here, you may go where you please."

After he left, Plumette guided them towards the dining room, "You all must be starving from that trip!"

Sam shrugged, "Were fine."

It was at that moment Scott's stomach decided to growl, "Sorry!"

Lumiere turned to look at them, "We insist! You are not prisoners here, you're our guests!"

The lights dimmed as they all gathered the elongated table. Lumiere stood on top, "Monsieurs and mademoiselles, it is our deepest pride and greatest pleasure that we welcome you here tonight. Now, we invite you to relax. Let us pull up a chair!"

The chairs scooted under them and fell into them as their interest peaked. "As the dinning room proudly presents-!"

Cadenza played a lovely scale, but got a look from the candle when he hit a wrong note. He gave a 'I'm sorry' face and corrected the mistake. "Your dinner."

"Be our guest. Be our guest. Put our service to the test. Tie your napkins round your neck chere, and we provide the rest. Soup de jour, hot hors d'oeuvres, why we only live to serve! They the Grey stuff, it's delicious. Don't believe me? Ask the dishes!"

Several plates flew int the air as he spun around in circles. "They can sing! They can dance! After all guys, this is France (the plates formed the Eiffel Tower), and the dinner here is never second best! Come on and fold your menu, take a glance and then you'll be our guest. Oui our guest. Be our guest!"

Several carts with food began to jut around, "Beef ragout, cheese soufflé, pie and pudding on flambé! We'll prepare and serve with flare, a culinary cabaret! Your alone, and your scared, but the banquet's all prepared! No ones gloomy or complaining while the flatware's entertaining!  We tell jokes, I do tricks, with my fellow candle sticks!"

"And it's all in perfect taste that you can bet!" Beer mugs sang as Lumiere jumped and swung around on the chandler.

"Come on and lift your glass, you've got your own free pass to be our guest!"

He landed back down, "If you're stressed, it's fine dining we suggest!"

"Be our guest! Be our guest! Be our guest!"

Cogsworth ran around the table, trying to avoid everyone until Lumiere caught him and the lights focused on them, "Life, is so unnerving, to a servant who's not serving. He's not whole without a soul to wait upon. Ah, those good old days when we were useful- eh Cogsworth?- suddenly this good old days are gone." Cogsworth then looked up to see salt shakers pouring their contents on top of them. "To long we've been rusting, needing so much more than dusting! (He brushes off Cogsworth) Needing excersize, a chance to use our skills!"

Plumette flew over next to him, "Now a days we just lay around the castle!"

"Flabby, fat and lazy, you walked in and oops-a-daisy!"

Back in the kitchen, Mrs. Potts is hopping around, "It's a guest! Its a guest! Sakes alive! Well I'll be blessed! Wine's been poured, and thank the lord I've had the napkins freshly pressed. With dessert, they'll want tea! And my dear that's fine with me. While the cups do their soft- shoeing, I'll be bubbling, I'll be brewing! lol get warm piping hot. Heaven's sakes! Is that a spot? Clean it up! We want the company impressed!" She jumps on a cart with the other cups and it tools out in front of team Cap, "We've got a lot to do. Is it one lump or two? For you our guests."

"Their our guests!"

"Their our guests!"

"Their our guests!"

"Be our guest! Be our guest! Our command is your request! It's been years since we've had anybody here, and we're obsessed! With your meal, ease. Yes indeed, we aim to please!"

Several candlesticks appeared, "While the candle lights still glowing, let us help you, we'll keep going."

Lumiere appeared, looking suave, "Course, by, course! One by one! Till you shout, enough I'm done!"

Suddenly the chandelier lowered covers in lights and several silver ware doing the kick line.

"Then we'll sing you off to sleep as you digest! Tonight you'll prop your feet, but for now let's eat up. Be our guest! Be our guest! Be our guest! Please be our guest!"

The servants posed and the Avenger's were speechless. That is, until Scott bolted straight up ad clapped as loud as he could, "Bravo!"

The other's soon followed suit, all either whistling or clapping with their congratulations.

~

Back upstairs, Beast made his way towards the West Wing. The was as dark and cold as he remembered. The shattered mirror still hum on the wall, gargoyles' eyes following you everywhere you went. When he opened the door he found the room torn to pieces. The curtains slashed, tables broken, all things that suffers from his anger before Hydra took him away. The painting was still there. It was slashed and worn, but his eyes were still visible. He turned away from the man in the portrait and went to stand on the balcony. You could see every inch of the castle grounds from his room, snow falling and sticking it his fur. He just stared out into the night, hoping, praying, that he might see her running towards him.

~

When the Avengers had their fill they went up to the rooms they were given for their time there. All was quiet until a shriek is heard.

It was Mrs. Potts.

Everyone went to find the tea cup shivering with fright in the kitchen. Natasha went up to her, "Mrs. Potts! What wrong?"

"My boy- my Chip is missing!"