Bonjour! I had another good idea for another angsty Gafou story! I'm sure you'll hate it! ;) Here, there is a bit of a plot twisting.

LeFou has decided to stop being weak and confront Gaston. This prick has gone too far this time. But LeFou still hasn't understood Gaston could go even further. Till the point of no return.

"Tell Gaston that Le Duo is over! I'm Le Single now!" LeFou had told Belle.

He started to run away. That's it, he will never see Gaston, that beautiful bastard, again. He had gone way too far this time. Well, he already had gone pretty far though: years of harassment, attempted murder, bribing asylum reps,… then leading a mob to kill an innocent creature. How was it different from what Gaston had done back in the war in New France after all? Actually this was EXACTLY like back in the war! Gaston had been the worst psychotic asshole since ever! That shouldn't shock or scare LeFou that much then, should it?

Le Single turned back and made up his mind to follow Belle and climb the marble stairs. A few minutes later he heard a gunshot. Then another one. Shit, this idiot didn't lose his time! LeFou finally reached Belle's side. She was pleading Gaston to stop shooting the Beast but the mad ex-captain wouldn't listen to her. Instead he said:

"This Beast's head will hang on our wall!"

Ok, so that was it. He had definitely lost his Gaston. This ghastly monster wasn't his beloved one. Just another guy good for asylum. Never to return. Or maybe if… LeFou had to try. At least for poor Belle who just couldn't defend herself against a pair of guns. What could she do? Throw rocks at Gaston? She just had managed to break his arrows. LeFou stood between her and Gaston.

"Stop this! At once!" He commanded the tousled-haired demon while shivering out of the night coldness. Or out of fear? Gaston frightened him? The latter answered with a belittling snort.

"You still here weakling? I thought I finally was rid of you. You and your stupid advices!" He spit out at LeFou with a hateful glare.

It hurt. This glare hurt him so much. He'd rather go back under the harpsichord. Or to the war. All these years spent with just the two of us, all these blissful and tragic moments spent together, all this support and love LeFou had been giving to him since their childhood… All of this actually meant NOTHING to this son of a bitch? Only his stupid social status of the most ballsy and accomplished man mattered? Even when it equaled abuse, murder and (literal & figurative) backstabbing? Nevermind. If he couldn't have his long-dreamt love story, he will at least allow Belle to have hers.

"Leave Belle alone. This instant." He told Gaston who still looked so stupidly gorgeous under the moonlight. This insufferable jerk laughed loudly at him before aiming his weapon straight at him. His hand didn't even tremble. He really was enjoying it.

"You think YOU can stop ME? You managed to convince you poor little pathetic self you actually can stop the bravest and most prolific war hero in all of fucking France?" The dark-haired maniac sniggered.

Shut up.

"Who do you think you are? Huh?" he insisted "You're nothing. Literally NOTHING! Got it, you sissy whiny piece of fat?" he yelled. "You're just good to lick my dirty boots!"

Shut up. Shut up!

Belle muffled a scream. She didn't understand. Wasn't LeFou his best friend?

"YOU! ARE NOT! BRAVE! GASTON! You never was! Got it?" LeFou blurted out while a few warm tears were flowing over his cheeks. He then took a deep breath (like he kept advising Gaston to do without any satisfying outcome). "Look at you! You think it's 'brave' to attack someone who can't even fight back from behind? You think it's 'brave' to abuse a young lady? You think it's 'brave' to lead a whole village to its death? Just to prove your balls are made out of iron? If I correctly remember, they aren't at all!" LeFou ranted out. He couldn't stop himself anymore.

Gaston's face was tensed by rage. Will this fucking idiot shut his mouth?

"You're a monster Gaston! A horrid monster! YOU are a beast!"

"I'm warning you LeFou…" Gaston almost whispered.

"How could I spend all of my fucking life with a lowly sneaky bastard like you?"

This really was an actual warning. Gaston was not sure about what he was going to do if LeFou kept ranting at him.

"You said I was the best? Well I think you're the worst!" LeFou roared out.

BANG

He did warn him, didn't he?