Disney high; Belle

Chapter Five

"I'll have Belle bagged by the end of this week for sure, man." Gaston said flexing in the reflection of his sleek black car.

"You sure will, just as soon as she gets back from that kid Adam's place." LeFou said cheerfully.

"What was that?" Gaston turned to his tiny friend.

"Oh, well you know that they were hanging out a few days ago and he ended up leaving her house pretty late. Oh, and today I saw them leaving in his car, Belle was all dolled up and everything." LeFou said happily unaware of Gaston's sudden dark demeanor.

Gaston never hid his feelings, when he wanted something, he made it his. Typically he didn't have to be overly aggressive, but this Adam kid was making Belle a little too confident for her shoes. Gaston never once thought that just maybe his gorgeous figure and his extreme confidence in them were a major turn off to a girl like Belle. He never once thought that Belle was anything more than a plaything that he assumed had his name all over it. Gaston tried to escape from little LeFou's annoying rambles so he could think. There has to be a way that he could get Belle to come back to him, possibly run into his arms. 

"Shut up LeFou, I'm thinking." Gaston finally yelled.

"Gaston, you'll hurt yourself." LeFou tried to reason.

Gaston's mind could only focus on one thing at the moment so there was no reason for LeFou to cover his face with his arms to protect himself. Gaston paced a bit, stopped, then started again for about twenty minutes before his calculated anger set him over the edge.

"Who do think wants to have a little party at Belle's house?" Gaston smirked.

"B-b-but she's not home" LeFou stuttered in an attempt to make Gaston wake up.

"I've got some cousins who make sport of parties." Gaston said, ignoring LeFou entirely.

"Please, Gaston" LeFou's voice sounded hoarse.

"Just think of how thrilled she'll be when she gets home to a welcome party." Gaston said bending down to hold LeFou's shoulders.

"W-w-well I-I-I'd be pretty happy if I came home to a welcome party set up by you Gaston." LeFou fell into Gaston's well laid out trap like a fly into a spider web.

"See, not too bad right. But we'll have to make it a surprise. You'll sit and wait for her to come home after my cousins have finished with the place."

"Ok.... Hey wait a minute!" LeFou shot out of his daze as Gaston lead on the street.

"What? You can't expect me to, you're the only man for the job." Gaston said.

"Well fine I guess." LeFou folded his arms.

"Great, now you're going to wait across the street and you come and get me when she comes home, understood?" Gaston said standing tall.

"Fine, but what about dinner?" LeFou blinked, his favorite meal was being served tonight by his mother.

"I'll get you something." Gaston said simply.

"But-" 

"Don't worry about it"

"But-" 

"Do you want to help me or what?" Gaston said, obviously fed up.

"I-I-I of course I do, but-" 

"Then but nothing." Gaston said.

"Fine" LeFou had finally given up on asking if Gaston would stop by his house to get some of his moms food to him. 

"Do as I say, LeFou, nothing bad is going to happen."

After LeFou went to stake out Belles home, Gaston called his cousins in for a small favor. This favor was to destroy the place, shockingly without a party. Gaston put two protein bars in an old shopping bag for LeFou, then he waited. Waited until 9:00 to fall asleep. 

Gaston woke to his ringtone blaring in the corner of his room. Groggily, he stumbled to it and saw it was LeFou.

"Yeah?" Gaston asked.

"They came home a few hours ago, I tried to call you then-" LeFou started.

"Back up, who, what, when, where?" Gaston cut him off.

"Belle and Adam, tonight, at her house." LeFou said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Ok, what happened?" Gaston sighed, his attention fanning.

"She went home with him." LeFou said in a rush.

Gaston's head shot up. His interest was captured. 

"What does this mean?" Gaston asked.

"That they... like each... other's company" LeFou tried.

"No, this means we need to work harder." Gaston said devilishly.

"How?"

"I know how." Gaston said as he hung up.