You loved your father dearly, a sweet man who loved his craft of toys and clocks and anything you could think of, and the people loved it too, that's why he always went and sold the things he made, always bringing you back a rose.

He had left, and little you your knowledge, he had winded up lost inside a snowy forest, chased after by wolves and thrown into the castle gates and the owner inside wasn't the nicest.

Inside was a beast, cursed forever to walk the plane of existence as a large and feared beast, never to be loved and your father had ended up on the bad side. He only wanted a rose for you, his darling child but had gotten caught when he went inside and now, he was thrown into the jail in the castle.

And you, seeing the horse back at your house without your father, you knew something was wrong. So you rode the horse to the castle and took the place of your father, eventually leading you to be placed inside a lavish room met with the beasts odd companions. A clock named Price, a candle named Soap, a teapot named Laswell and a matching cup named Gaz.

They were all very sweet, opposite of Ghost who was quite cold hearted. But possibly behind his cold exterior lay in interior that dreamed to be a human once again.

But his little companions wouldn't let him rest without you, believeing you were the one, making Ghost go and ask, ask nice as he could, to dinner. Which, well, didn't go as planned. "You will come to dinner with me." He demanded, knocking on the door, Laswell, Gaz, Price and Soap all by his side, slowly shaking their head.