𝐀 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐀𝐬 𝐎𝐥𝐝 𝐀𝐬 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐆𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐓𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐆𝐞𝐭 𝐆𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠

At the Tavern
Everyone it town seemed to be enjoying themselves and having a good time. Well, everyone except for Gaston. How could Leta say such a thing to him? In his mind, they belonged together, but fate was saying something else "Picture it LeFou. Rustic cabin, my latest kill roasting on the fire, adorable children running around just as my love rubs my tired feet" Gaston imagined "And what does Leta say? I will never marry you
Gaston" "You know there are other girls" LeFou told Gaston, motioning towards the Bimbettes "Pff. A great hunter doesn't waste his time on rabbits" Gaston blew off what LeFou was trying to tell him.
"Gosh it disturbs me to see you Gaston, looking so down in the dumps"
Gaston threw the knife he was playing with at the wall, causing everyone in the tavern to gasp.
"Every guy here'd love to be you Gaston, even when taking your lumps. There's no man in town as admired as you, you're everyone's favorite guy. Everyone's awed and inspired by you, and it's not very hard to see why"
Gaston removed himself from the chair due to the drunken man that was rubbing his ears. He knew LeFou was trying to cheer him up, but not by making him look like a fool. LeFou at this point had started singing
and dancing.
"No one's slick as Gaston. No one's quick as Gaston. No one's neck's as incredibly thick as Gaston"
LeFou layed down in front of the Bimbettes,
"For there's no man half as manly"
"Perfect, a pure paragon!"
The Bimbettes sang. LeFou made his way over to the men at the bar and caught their attention.
"You can ask any Tom, Dick, or Stanley. And they'll tell you who's team they'd prefer to be on"
LeFou motioned the next part of the song so the men would reply due to
his actions
"Who plays?"
"Darts like Gaston!"
The men raised their cups to Gaston.
"Who breaks?"
"Hearts like Gaston!"
"Who's much more than the sum of his parts like Gaston?"
"As a specimen yes I'm intimating"
Gaston joined in, but not giving too
much physical effort.
"My what a guys that Gaston!" Everyone cheered.
"I needed encouragement. Thank you LeFou"
Gaston stood up.
"Well there's no one as easy to bolster as you"
The two men did a handshake, which LeFou made it into so that Gaston what hugging him "Too much?" "Yep" Gaston replied simply, and LeFou let go.
"No one fights like Gaston"
The man of the hour punched a man with a wig in the stomach.
"Douses lights like Gaston"
He licked both of his hands and pressed them onto two candles, causing
them to go out.
"In a wrestling match nobody bites like Gaston"
LeFou stood up on a table and showed a scar that was on his stomach.
"When I hunt I sneak up with my quiver"
Gaston mimicked how he held a gun and aimed it at LeFou
"And beasts of the field say a prayer"
Gaston was now on the table and had a real musket in his hands.
"First I carefully aim for the liver. Then I shoot from behind"
"Is that fair?" LeFou asked "I don't care"Gaston smiled and shot a billet into the ceiling of the tavern.
"No one hits like Gaston. Matches wits like Gaston"
"In a spitting match, nobody spits like Gaston"
LeFou held a bucket in his hands and Gaston followed it like a dog follows food.
"I'm especially good at expectorating"
Gaston spit towards the can. Everyone watched as the spit made it into the bucket and they all cheered when it made it in "Ten points for Gaston!" "When I was a lad, I ate four dozen eggs every morning to help me get
large"
Gaston pulled a lady up from the crowd and picked her up
"Now that I'm grown I eat five dozen eggs, so I'm roughly the size of a barge"
Everyone clapped when Gaston was able to hold up both the woman and LeFou with one of his arms holding each. He placed both of them down and began dancing with the women on the table. Gaston was then handed a sword where he dueled some men. Everyone
cheered especiallv the Bimbettes.
"Who has brains?"
"Like Gaston!"
"Entertains?"
"Like Gaston!"
"Who can make up these endless refrains like Gaston? I use antlers in all of my decorating"
"Say it again. Who's the man among men? Who's the super success? Don't you know can you guess? Ask his fans and his five hangers-on. There's just one man in town who's got all of it down"
"And his name's G, A, S, T. I believe there's another T. It just occurred to me that I'm illiterate and I've never actually had to spell it out loud before"
"Gaston!"
Both Gaston and LeFou had ended up in the same seats that they were
before everyone broke out into song. They both laughed, trying to catch
their breaths "Oh LeFou, you're the best" Gaston praised "How is it no girl has snatched you up yet?" "I've been told I'm clingy and I really don't get it" LeFou admitted. Someone had seemed to walk in and everyone quieted down. Walking in was none other than Belle, her father Maurice, and Leta's father
Phillip "Please, someone please help"Phillip rambled "Woah there, slow down" One of the villagers caught the man stumbling in. Belle and Maurice helped to pull him off "He's got Leta. She locked up in a dungeon" Phillip continued "Who's got her?" The villager asked "A beast. A huge, horrid, monstrous beast" Phillip answered.
Everyone laughed. For someone who was well respected in town, they sure weren't treating him that way "His daughter's life is in danger. Why do you laugh?" Maurice asked on behalf of his friend "It's not a joke!" Belle tried to plead with everyone, but they all
continued laughing "His castle is hidden in the woods. It's already winter there"Phillip told everyone "Winter in June?" Monsieur Jean asked and everyone laughed "Oh poor Philip Lamoureux. Maybe crazy old Maurice has rubbed off on him" Clothilde joked "Listen!" Maurice yelled, grabbing everyone's attention and the laughing stopped "The beast is real. Do you understand?" Phillip questioned "Will no one help me?" "I'Il help Phillip" Gaston said, standing up "Of course he will" Belle muttered "You will?" Phillip asked "Everybody, stop making fun of this man at once" Gaston told everyone
in the tavern "Captain, thank you"Phillip shook Gaston's hand "Don't thank me Phillip. Lead us to the beast"Gaston told the man. Belle rolled her eyes and looked at her father "Gaston's going to kill him father. I just know it. Mousier Phillip isn't going to make it out of the forest alive" She whispered "Quiet Belle. He only wants to help"Maurice muttered back to her father. Maurice walked away to join Phillip and Gaston. Belle stood there and muttered to herself "Something's going to happen. I just know it" She noticed everyone was staring at her. They already thought she was crazy and now she was talking to herself "What are you all looking at?!" She shouted and everyone turned away. She then chased after her father to try and catch up with them.