Mrs. Potts to the Rescue
Part 1
The fall was devastating. Gaston could feel that at least three of his ribs were broken and his left leg throbbed and ached and bled out of a slit in it, which he got from a sharp twig on the way down. Why had he even bothered? He couldn't get it out of his mind. Belle, with a BEAST?! He didn't know what hurt him more, the fact that Belle didn't want him, or that she was into that sort of thing...
Gaston pulled himself up as best he could, and crawled into a nearby cave. A light flickered in the distance. "Show yourself!" roared Gaston, fearing more beasts would now devour his egg strengthened biceps. The beasts would feast well on Gaston, with biceps to spare!
"Who goes there!?" shouted Gaston once again. The large shadow began to shrink and a light clinging noise emanated from the cave.
"What witchcraft is this?" ordered Gaston, now face to face with Mrs. Potts. "Are you human?"
Mrs. Potts hopped toward Gaston. He flinched and coiled away in terror, but all Mrs. Potts did was rub his face with her spout.
"Don't panic Dear." She said, as her warm spout warmed his cold hands. "My names Mrs. Potts, and you look hurt, so just relax and let me warm you up. Follow me, Dear"
Gaston gazed at the strange, talking tea-pot before him. He was scared, but with no other options left, he allowed her to take him deep into the cave. What lay in store for Gaston? What did this thing want with him?
Gaston was about to find out...
To be continuedMr...