A/N: This is chapter 2 in my story! I hope you enjoy.

Gaston's POV

I walked up to Belle's small cottage, my rubber boots sliding across the rock hard snow. "Gaston, Gaston! They aren't home!" Lefoue ran around from the back of the house, racing towards me. A rumble of fury raced through my veins. I looked through the little window by the door, and all I saw was darkness. Lefoue was right; they weren't home. Where were they?

"Lefoue, you must stay here, to see when Belle and that crazy loon come back. Inform me at once." I ordered him. He began to argue, but i grabbed him by the collar and threw him a pile of snow by the house. "Stay." I demanded. He nodded his head quickly and I stormed off. I walked through the town, flashing my pearly smile at passing friends.

"...Oh he's so cute..." Whispers sounded behind me. I smiled to myself.

"...What's wrong with Belle? He's gorgeous!" Another whisper.

"...She's crazy!" One of them shouted. I turned slowley, facing the three twins. They were gorgeous. Long, wavy blonde hair, blue sparkling eyes, and full, red lips. They were wearing pink, yellow, and green coats, only about up to their knees. I struted up to them. "It's him!" Tracy squealed as she saw me coming towards them. Her other sisters, Macy and Kacey, giggled madley. There was almost no way to tell the three apart. But I knew. Tracy had a beauty mark right under her left eye. Macy had the whitest teeth out of the three of them, but the were all very hygenic. And Kacey had the longest nails you ever saw.

"Hello girls." I grinned, flexing my arms. They sighed in content.

"Gaston." They beamed, feeling the massive bumps of muscle that rested on my arms. "Gaston, why do you want to marry Belle? I mean, she obviously doesn't see much in you, which I don't know why." Kacey asked innocently, her nails grazing the side of my cheek. I quirked an eyebrow at her. "And she has her face stuck in those books all the time! Where ever she came from, well, I don't think any of us would fit in." She pouted. I didn't say anything. Instead, I turned away and motioned the girls to follow me.

"Girls, let me tell you something. Belle isn't like you, yes, I admit that. But she is beautiful, and is bound to make a wonderful housewife one day. You know, cleaning, cooking." I explained.

"But why not marry someone because you love them?" Macy asked, running a hand through my hair. I thought about it a moment.

"Because there are to many that love me, I cannot choose." I answered proudly. They giggled.

"Gaston, why don't you come back to our home, get out of the cold?" They asked, turning me around. I nodded my head.

"I'll meet you girls there." I assured, slapping their butts as they walked back to their home.

A/N: Well, I think things are heating up between Gaston and the triplets!