A/N: Hey guys it's me HeyAssbutt21 here back with Chapter 3 of this new Supernatural/Beauty and the Beast crossover, Too Much? Never! The last chapter saw us meeting a couple of residents of the village such as the ever lovable LeFou and Gaston, the famous hunter and most popular guy in the village and Sam and Dean are definitely very freaked out by the singing and dancing their new encounters were performing. But anyway enough of that, I know you guys what happened last time and are waiting on Chapter 3 so let's get cracking.


Chapter 3

Three Hours Earlier

LeFou's P.O.V.

"So, are we moving on?" I watched Gaston intently, seeing how all the air seemed to deflate out of him and he turned to look at me, eyes narrowing slightly.

"Of course not LeFou, the chase just makes it that much more interesting."

I sighed softly, rolling my eyes inwardly, what a guy, Gaston really was something else altogether and although I had known for quite a while what he was like, I still couldn't help but be there for him, he had this small quality about him that made him irresistible plus I just so happened to be in love with the guy and he knew that, had known for a long time.

Oh and there was also the small matter of fact that we were dating.

Now, I know what you're thinking, why would Gaston have just made a fool out of himself in-front of Belle, asking to join her for dinner if he was dating little old me, well you see that's kind of where it gets slightly more complicated.

Why don't I catch you up to speed in a small quick manner such as this, okay yes me and Gaston were dating and had been dating for the last few months or so but you see the village of Villeneuve in France where we live has always looked less fondly on the relationships between two men, in-fact I'm pretty sure that the last two men who came out to the village were sent to prison and burnt for every day they had lain together and no-one else wanted to follow there footsteps so anyone who was like them mostly just kept to themselves and hid everything.

Then there was me and Gaston, like I said before, me and Gaston have been together for the past few months or so but because of past experiences we have hid the relationship rather well, only being together when we are alone or in the company of the few people who know about us and accept us then sometimes we have some time together in the dark corners of alleyways, making sure to be as quiet as possible and not draw attention to ourselves but when we out in the open around other people we had to make sure that Gaston was always going after someone who he was sure would never accept his offers.

That was when I had met Belle, Belle had moved to the village as a young girl with her father, a small time inventor helped out by Belle who was always looking out for new things. As the years grew and me and Gaston became closer and closer, I found that for our relationship to really work well in it's hiding time that Belle would look like a good candidate for everything, when Belle first came to the village, she would always turn down every single offer of a relationship from any guy in the village and even turned down Gaston rather a few times.

That's when I first thought of using Belle as a qualified stand-in girl for Gaston to flirt with and be rejected by without any actual heartbreak on either side, something I was very glad of for seeing my Gaston upset was something I really hated, it was like being punched in the gut by an angry villager then being pecked at by a chicken and I never wanted to feel that way again after the first and only time of seeing Gaston upset.

And for the past few months, Belle had been proving to be a great stand-in girl, Gaston would flirt with her, she would reject him and he would act hurt for a few seconds and smirk to himself then me and Gaston would move off somewhere else and spend some quality time together then go for a few drinks and cheer Gaston up with help from the other villagers who knew what he was like with Belle and he would be back to his usual self in no time though there wasn't anything actually wrong with him.

However today, seemed to be slightly different, Gaston had been acting different for the past few days, spending less and less time with me and more time flirting with all the girls in the local village and even making plans to see them later on before falling into bed with me and stating that the girls meant nothing to him and he wasn't sure what he had asked them in the first place before doing the very same thing the next day and now, Gaston was no longer acting hurt when Belle rejected him, in-fact, it almost seemed like Gaston had been affected more than he usually was by Belle's rejection and he now seemed like he couldn't shake it off, he was mopping now and smirking at other ladies in the village but at the same time I could see a real hurt in his eyes that I hadn't seen before.

This was different to the Gaston that I always used to know, this Gaston was one who simply looked like he really wanted something to happen between him and Belle no matter what and he was simply not going to stop at nothing to make sure that this happened.

"Gaston..." I moved closer to him, laying a whispering hand onto his chest, noticing how right away, Gaston's eyes narrowed more and a faint hint of something darker took over them before he returned to normal.

"LeFou" He hissed, actually hissed and moved himself away from my touch, fixing himself up like nothing had just happened "you know the rules, nothing is to happen out in the open, we agreed to these terms remember."

I could only nod my head in return, staring in disbelief at the man I had fallen in love, he was definitely acting much differently than the man I had come to know, this man was cold hearted and wanted nothing to do with anything else, this man had a soul as black as his hair and didn't seem to want to change.

Gaston smirked again, fixed up himself again and turned on his heel without a second look and walked away, leaving me to stand behind, not really sure what to think or what the hell was wrong with him.


Now

Dean's P.O.V.

Dean had encountered many a strange thing in all his years but it was nothing quite like the strangeness of the situation he was currently in, all the occupations of the pub currently staring at him and his brother, some eyes turning away to look at the man on the floor, LeFou, Dean was pretty sure that was what he had said his name was - that was rather a strange name - and some others moving to go get more drinks eventually.

"Hi."

Dean jumped back a few more paces again, staring at the space where LeFou had suddenly just appeared, a large smile on his face and fixing his hair.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you like that, I apologise for falling into you like that, I'm not usually always that clumsy and so yeah hi, what's you're names and can I ask what exactly are you guys wearing? You look strange."

Dean blinked his eyes a few times, still staring at LeFou, had LeFou just called him and his brother strange, look who was talking, Dean thought to himself, the guy was wearing a rather large and colourful red bow tie and an array of clothing that just made him look strange.

"I'm sorry but I look strange? Look who's talking bow-tie... Ow..."

Dean turned around to glare at his younger brother as the other man had just stamped a foot onto his own and was telling him silently with his eyes that he should shut up.

But LeFou's smile didn't waver, he didn't even seem to mind that someone was calling him strange, almost like it was a normal occurrence or something and he still seemed to be moving from side to side slightly, almost as if he couldn't stay still.

"I'm sorry about my brother" Sam spoke up for Dean although Dean was perfectly aware that he wasn't all that sorry, in-fact he had more than enough thoughts in his mind to know what he had said was the truth.

"He's just a little cranky, we were up rather early this morning."

"It's okay, you guys are very nice despite not having met me before. I like it."

"LeFou!" The deep booming voice from Gaston had Dean looking quickly over LeFou's shoulder to see that the taller man was standing at one end of the pub, a tankard in one hand and his other held behind him, obviously to keep himself still but the biggest thing that caught Dean's eye was how Gaston seemed to be staring at LeFou for a few moments too long, he had shouted on him sure but wouldn't the man just expect someone to ignore him?

"Yes Gaston?" Le Fou turned around to look at Gaston, the shorter man still with his wide smile and caring eyes that lit up just slightly more upon seeing the other man.

"Don't keep our new guests to yourself LeFou, come and introduce them to me as well, you know how I love to meet new guests."

LeFou immediately seemed to brighten up again and grabbed Sam and Dean by the arms, a small skip in his step as he lead the two unwilling brothers towards the taller man, Gaston who was sat down now in a large wooden chair with a rather tall back and he looked rather comfortable with it all too.

"Good afternoon fine gentlemen" Gaston made no move to stand or reach out a hand for them to shake when Sam and Dean reached the other man, in-fact he seemed much to prefer to continue in his seat and stare up at the two men, his eyes narrowing slightly and Dean had no problem in guessing that the man was too confused by their attire.

"LeFou" Gaston put a hand on LeFou's shoulder, the shorter man immediately jumping up although he still stood on his feet, almost like he had been shocked, and staring at Gaston with a look that seemed to admit he was willing to do anything for the other man "Would you be so kind as to grab some chairs for our guests so that we may enjoy a drink together?"

"Of course Gaston, I'll be right back" LeFou squealed out his words and without a second's thought he was running off, zooming round the room and grabbing a couple of chairs and hurrying back to leave them behind the two brothers, Dean watching how Gaston seemed to watch them intently before they dropped down into the seats whilst LeFou had vanished again.

"So what brings you here to Villeneuve my fine young friends?" Gaston hadn't given them much time to enjoy their seats before he was jumping onward with questions, his eyes full of something that Dean was pretty sure he had seen before but he couldn't quite place it.

"Me and my brother here kind of found this place by accident" Dean was glad that Sam was there to speak up for the two of them as he still wasn't too sure what to say to Gaston, the other man had been making him feel odd since he had first spotted the other man, it was still like there was something off about him, something that didn't exactly sit right.

"A couple of weary travellers lost in the woods then? Tell me young sirs did it take much time to travel here?"

"Not really no" Dean was aware of how Sam was watching him out of the corner of his eye though he wasn't too sure why "it only took about fourteen hours though unfortunately it was by plane and I hate flying... ow... Sammy, I'm trying to tell Gaston how we got here, like I said before it was by plane and ow... Sammy.. what?"

Dean turned around to stare at his brother, wondering why on earth his little brother had decided to kick him twice rather hard in the shin like that.

"Dude" Sam harshly whispered and Dean forward, hoping to block Gaston out from their conversation "this place looks like it's from the eighteenth century so these guys don't know about planes so shut up."

Dean nodded his head, leaning back in his seat and looking back over to Gaston who still sat in his large throne like chair, staring at the two brothers with a look of utter confusion evident upon his features.

"What my brother means to say is that though we travelled by boat, it felt like the time was flying. We didn't pay too much attention to how long our journey took."

Gaston nodded, a small smirk appearing on his face.

"Ah but of course young sirs, it would feel like this yes, ah LeFou you have returned."

Dean turned around in his seat to see that Gaston was indeed correct and LeFou was hurrying back over to where they sat, four tankards in his hands and a large smile upon his face as he finally reached them and divided the drinks out to all four men including himself.

"Come on now young sirs and have a drink with me, you will much more at home once you've tried Gaston's famous tavern beer" Gaston raised his tankard, LeFou the only one to clank it against Gaston's own and the two men immediately began to guzzle down their beers.

Dean looked over to his brother to see that the other man was looking down into the tankard he had been given with an unpleasant sight, it seemed that Sam much like Dean himself wasn't too big a fan of what might lie within his tankard.

Taking a great deep breath, Dean raised the tankard to his lips, bracing himself and took a small sip, his mouth grimacing and he had to stop himself from spitting it all back up once again.

It was worse that he had thought possible and that was saying something when he had tried one of Sam's health shakes for a dare but this liquid was definitely not beer, it had the sort of same look and texture but it tasted like bland cold dirt with a hint of off milk, Dean wasn't sure how Gaston and LeFou were drinking it down like it was nothing.

Dean watched carefully as Gaston and LeFou continued to enjoy their drinks, keeping his eyes on the other two men then when the moment was right, he upturned the tankard and dumped it into one of the barrels by his side making sure that the other two men could not see him.

"By the powers that be LeFou I think our fine fellow has been making the drinks just as he always does with a kick and an amazing tang" Gaston threw his tankard back down onto the table in-front of him, a large smile playing about his features before he turned to Sam.

"And you fine young sir, do you not enjoy the rich tastes of Gaston's beer?"

For Sam had finally just taken a long sip of his beer and closed his eyes, obviously fighting hard to stop from throwing it back up again. Dean snickered slightly and placed his empty tankard onto the table, not arguing when LeFou grabbed them up, taking the tankards up again as Sam finally opened his eyes again.

"It's a bit strong for my taste. Did you come up with the recipe yourself?"

Gaston nodded and let out a barking laugh, leaning back in his throne-chair.

"But of course, no-one could drink Gaston's beer if Gaston himself hadn't added a little bit of himself to it" Gaston smirked again, suddenly sitting forward again and looking over Dean and Sam, Dean feeling almost like Gaston was staring deep down into his soul but he wasn't sure how. "Now young sirs, I think we should talk about you're dress."


Four Hours.

Gaston had kept them talking for four hours, refusing to let them go until they had agreed for the other man to take them to fetch new garments the next morning and drank down a few more tankards of beer, Dean at one point even closing his nose to drink down the awful stuff if only for Gaston to watch him drink it down.

Now though, he was much more glad that he and Sam were back outside again, eventually getting away by complaining of being rather tired and wishing an early night, as they started the walk back towards their hotel, Dean trying his hardest to shake off the strange feeling he had from Gaston staring over at him so intently.

As they walked, Dean kept stealing small glances over to his brother, noticing how he seemed to be lost in thought, almost like he were trying to figure something and Dean inwardly cheered, if Sam was figuring it out, that would mean that they would be out of this place soon and back home with Baby, normal monsters and beer that was actually digestible.

"Sammy" Dean spoke up suddenly, stopping in his tracks as he became more aware of where they were, they had left the tavern heading east and had somehow ended up right back outside the tavern again.

"I think we just went round in a circle, look we're back outside that tavern place again."

Sam looked up and around to the tavern, Dean seeing how Sam's face changed from that of shock to concern, he hadn't been imagining it at all, they had somehow walked round in a circle but that wasn't possible was it? The village seemed to only go on in a straight line with the few odd curves, they couldn't have went round in a circle like that unless.

"Sammy, I think we're lost."

Judging by the look on his brothers face, Dean could see that Sam was thinking the very same but he didn't seem to be giving up, in-fact his little brother began to walk forward, Dean standing in the same position as he watched Sam walk towards the edge of the village before appearing again right behind him outside of the tavern.

Twice more, Sam took the walk each time ending up in exactly the same place before he stopped, staring at his brother again.

"Dean we're not lost. We're stuck in here, we can't get back to our hotel."


A/N Ohhhh uh oh, look's like Sam and Dean are stuck in the small village in France and seriously why is Gaston acting so strange, like he almost knows that the brothers think he isn't better than him, he must be feeling rather put out that Sam and Dean aren't afraid of him. Stay tuned to see what happens next and happy reviewing.

Until next time,

HeyAssbutt21