Little Gaston

Chapter 25

Gaston kept on clinging to Adam while he was brought to a changing room to get his messy diaper changed, still feeling shell shocked by the thought that his brothers had returned after all those years.

"Are you okay there?" Belle asked, making Gaston turn to her, shifting a little in Adam's arms.

"I...I don't know," Gaston said honestly, not really knowing what he could think about this situation.

"It must be a shock to see your brothers again, after such a long while," she continued, while Adam lowered him down on the changing table.

Normally, Gaston would be all flustered about being changed out of a messy diaper when he was big, but right now his mind was fixated on bigger concerns.

"It does," he said, frowning, "why are they here?"

"Ah, well apparently they got news about your supposed dead and they had to come to the local lord to get hold of, uhm, I guess their inheritance," Adam said, fiddling with the buttons of the onesie with his claws.

Belle quickly popped them open and soon they had the diaper open, and Gaston felt the mess being wiped from his bottom while he thought over Adam's words.

"Is there something you want to do?" Belle asked, as always trying to get to the practical side of things.

"I really don't know," Gaston said, giving a sigh, and then he gave a grunt when Adam lifted his ankles so his bum was raised from the diaper. Hanging there, he continued to talk, keeping his gaze fixed on Belle, "I don't really remember them. I don't even know their names."

"It's Charles and Gilles. Charles is your oldest brother, and Gilles is the one closest in age," Belle explained, and Gaston frowned at that information, a little disquieted that Belle knew more about those two then he did.

He was distracted for a moment when Adam lowered him again, this time on a clean diaper.

"Wait, did they pass the village? They can't know I'm alive," Gaston suddenly gasped, feeling panic grip him. He turned to Belle, nearly managing to fall from the changing table while he looked at her in panic, "they can't know. What if they tell everyone I'm here."

"Shh, it's okay. You know what, after we get you all cleaned up, how about we have some breakfast and talk with your brothers?" Belle asked, and Gaston frowned, not really feeling like talking to them, but not really finding a reason not to do it "that way, you can ask them not to tell."

"You think they...you think they'll be mad at me?" Gaston asked, "I mean, dad was...he often got angry, and well...they might be angry too."

"I don't think they are like your father was," Adam said, finishing up with closing the diaper and Belle taking care of the buttons, "they seem...nice enough."

"Well, I guess we must talk to them," Gaston said, sitting up and getting down from the changing table, his eyes widening when his legs wouldn't support him.

"Easy there," Adam said, surging forward and managing to catch Gaston before he managed to fall down completely.

"What?" Gaston asked, looking a little confused about why his body wasn't doing what he wanted it to.

"Are you inbetweening, sweetheart?" Belle immediately asked, seeing how Gaston was trying to climb back on his feet, but wasn't managing to find his footing again, "emotional shock can cause that."

"Oh, what now?" Gaston asked, Adam lifting him again. It was weird when he was feeling big, but it was clear he couldn't manage walking like this.

"How about we get dressed now, and go for some breakfast?" Belle asked, "I'm sure that it'll be better after you talk to your brothers."