I've written this one-shot on 27/10/2013… Enjoy! :P
"I'm Gaston's mother, and I'm proud of that boy. Gaston is a nice lad, strong, athletic, and most of all- smiles to everyone. Everybody I know had once told me how lucky I am to be Gaston's mother, every time it had made my heart running fast. Hearing how everybody's talking about him, and how useful he is as a citizen- training youngsters in sports and helping the elderly with their daily-life obligations. How could I possibly not be proud? Just tell me. Do you know how much happy was I when Gaston had told me there had been a girl he had wished to marry? I'd told him to be straight and sincere about his feelings. But the chase after this girl has caused to his injury. Now, my son is laying in a hospital's bed with no one who cares, except of me, shivering, hardly moves his legs. There's a chance it will take a long time before he could stand on two legs again. He is scolded and teased by the people he once considered friends. By the people he used to help, no matter what, and even more than twice. How dare you come and protest in front of my house?! Against who?! What for?!"
Maurice: "Gaston has almost killed my daughter!"
A random women: "My two sons have got injured because of his battles!"
Stanley: "It's my time to talk about him making us, men of town, feel ugly and helpless!"
Gaston's mother: "And you, Le Fou, what did you come here for?!"
Le Fou had a moment of silence. He raised his left arm and pointed with his index finger above, as if he has found an idea. His new girlfriend stood behind him and stared.
Le Fou: "Actually I came here to ask if you have something I could help with".
Gaston's mother smiled, she had known Le Fou since he and Gaston were twelve years old. She was glad he didn't abandon them.