Multifandom Oneshots

beauty and the beast (musical) ~ petty drama ~ shepherd/hat seller

A/N : I made this soley because I am doing this show rn and me and a friend are playing these characters (we also play Lumiere and Cogsworth- I play Cogsworth/Shepherd and he plays Lumiere/Hat Seller). Don't get this twisted- Me and this guy are purely friends (I'm aromantic and he's several grades above me and has a girlfriend anyways) but we jokingly flirt a lot and mutually agreed to make our characters as queer coded as possible just because it's amusing to us so here you go

It was just another day in the village. The townspeople stared at Belle and her weirdness. The Les Filles La Ville and Lefou followed Gaston around like he was a goddamn superhero. The Shepherd didn't entirely get the hype around that guy, but everyone seemed to find him hot, so he just followed along. Speaking of the Shepherd, he didn't have any work for the day. All the sheep were in their correct location, and so he got an off day. He decided to visit the Hat Seller, whom he was acquainted with quite well due to them being neighbors.

"Hat Seller!" he called with a smile on his face as his friend came into view. The merchant was standing at a corner between houses, offering hats to whoever walked by. A few villagers stopped to try and haggle with him- He even let them try some of his options on- But no sales were gracing him on that day. "Shepherd, hello" the Hat Seller replied with a smirk as the shorter man approached. Anyone looking on could see how weirdly flirtatious the two were, despite not knowing each other that well. Homosexuality wasn't as widely accepted in that small town as in some other parts of the world, but no one said anything. After all, Lefou lived in that town. Everyone had adjusted to it.

"Hat sales not going well?" the Shepherd asked as he propped himself up on a small stone wall next to where the Hat Seller was stationed. "Unfortunately not" the Hat Seller responded with a sigh. "It's honestly a bit disrespectful. Everyone flocks to the baker because his bread is SO GOOD!" he explained, sarcastic in the last bit. Everyone in town knew his bread was usually stale. It made it even more baffling that people always bought from him, more than any other store.

"Last I heard, he doesn't even bake it himself" the Shepherd told him with a chuckle. Hat Seller looked devastated at this newfound information. "Are you kidding me?" he asked, visibly annoyed, but the Shepherd knew he couldn't have been that angry. Whenever the merchant got genuinely angry, he went quiet, and it made the Shepherd concerned for everyone around. It wasn't even that the guy was violent, it was just scary when his usual charisma went away in favor of frustration. Thankfully though, he rarely got to that point. The only person who ever seemed to spark that was his wife.

"No, I'm serious" the Shepherd replied with a content smile as he watched the Baker's stand, customers coming in and out of the line, doing away with their money and getting stale baguettes in return. "You know Marie, right?" the Shepherd asked. "Yeah, she's pretty" the Hat Seller replied with a suggestive expression. Shepherd kicked him in the shoulder, getting an annoyed "Ow!" in response. "She makes the bread, dumbass"

"Oh, nevermind then"

"You're the worst"

"You love me"

"And your lucky I do, or you'd be dead by now"

"Sure, shorty"