A New Tale...| | Gaston Fanfic

Chapter I | A Meeting

Love doesn't turn out the way we hope. No matter how perfect we wish it to be, something gets in our way. Tiavana lived in a small cottage with her mother and father. They owned a decent sized farm and had a fairly decent life. She knew nothing but this small village their family had always lived in. She had visited Paris once before and wanted to love it more than she had. Something about this place made her feel tied to it. She didn't want to be anywhere else and after living here twenty years she had grown to love all of those around her. Of course a few of the folks really drove her mad. The three bimbettes were some of them, they constantly would follow any man who'd pay them the time of day and even the one who didn't.

After finishing up her morning routine of feeding the animals and making sure the crops were watered, Tia headed out from the cottage. Making her way into the village everyone was going on with their usual tasks as well. However, one thing felt slightly out of place, she didn't get her eye candy strutting by on his horse with his oddly adorable sidekick. Tia was curious as to where Gaston had run off to. She had only spoken to him a couple times before when he was absolutely obsessed with Belle. Not like she honestly cared to, he was just something nice to look at while she picked up what her family needed for the day at the market. He always seemed a tad too high maintenance for her anyway.  She took one last glance around before turning and running into a smaller man behind her, "Pardon me, sir." She spoke giving a faint laugh to lighten the mood a little before she realized it had been Lefou.

"It was my fault." He returned the laughter to bring the mood up a bit himself.
"I hope Lefou isn't giving you any trouble, dear." A deeper voice appeared to have come out of no where. Tia turned back slightly to see the broad muscular shoulders and perfect build of Gaston standing not even a foot beside her.

"Not at all, sir." Tia couldn't keep the faint shade of blush from appearing on her cheeks. She felt him towering over her and she certainly didn't mind. So far he'd managed to say two words to her without bringing himself up in the conversation.
"Glad to hear it. Well, I certainly hate to cut this meeting short--" Gaston's eyes raked over her and one of his charming grins spread across his chiseled features, "However, Lefou and I must head out into the fields before the best prey get snatched up." The grin never faded, his chest standing out strong, "We will continue this again." He confirmed to her.

"Yes, of course, best of luck to you two out there, Gaston." She spoke clearly and gave a slight bow of her head before parting herself from the two and heading to buy some bread.