Vampy: Whoa, these chapters have been coming along faster then my other stories, wonder why that is?Jim: Don't know mate, maybe this story is just easier on you.
Tuski: Vampy doesn't own YGO GX, or Walt Disney's Beauty and the Beast, she only owns me.
Vampy: On with the story! *eats a muffin*_Chapter 3: Bastion departs, and Adrian tries to make his move
"My sister, odd? Now where did you get a crazy idea such as that?" Bastion asked, looking away from his contraption and giving his twin a questioning look.
"I don't know. Its just that I don't feel like I fit in around here. There is nobody that I can really talk to." Tuski said, softly tucking her bangs behind her ear, and sitting down near the forge her brother used to fix his tools.
"What about that Adrian guy? He seems nice?" Bastion asked, not really paying much attention to the words coming out of his mouth.
"He's nice alright, and rude, and conceited! Oh Bastion, he's not for me." Tuski said, being sarcastic when she said he was nice, not thinking he was nice at all.
"Well, don't you worry, this invention of mines is going to open up a whole new life for us….There, I think its done now, lets give it a test." Bastion then said, smiling to his sister, before starting up his machine. It started to make a few noises here and there, but soon it was chopping the wood, and sorting it all by itself, surprising the teenage inventor.
"You did it! You really did!" Tuski exclaimed, before hugging her brother happily.
"Go get Felipe ready! I'm off to the fair!" Bastion exclaimed, and she nodded her head, before the twins busied themselves, Bastion getting his contraption on a wagon, and Tuski readying the horse. Soon enough, they were done, and Bastion was getting on Felipe, and saying bye to his sister.
"Be careful, good luck, and what ever you do, stay on the path!" Tuski ordered her brother, looking at him with a stern look on her face. Bastion chuckled at it.
"I'll be back in a few days, take care while I'm gone!" Bastion told her, before making the horse trot, heading into the forest. Once he was out of sight, Tuski went back inside, and sat down, before starting to read her book.
*Somewhere else*
"Are sure about this Adrian? Tuski might not agree to this?" Syrus asked, as he sat next to Adrian, who was spying on Tuski home through a bush (stalker!).
"Of course I'm sure, she is the most beautiful girl in town, that makes her the best, and I deserve the best." Adrian said, before standing, and walking over to where the villagers were setting up for a wedding, dressed in a nicer red shirt, trimmed with white, his gun missing, his normal black pants and boots still on. The baker was putting the finishing touches on his cake, the priest was standing at the alter, girls were crying.
"I would like to thank you all again for coming to my wedding. Now I have to go in and propose to the girl." Adrian then said, and most of the villagers laughed, while the girls still cried. "Now remember Syrus, the moment me and Tuski walk out…" Adrian began, only to be interrupted by Syrus.
"Oh I know! I strike up the band!" Syrus said, as excited as a little kid, before starting up the band, who played a merry tune that sounded like the wedding march. Syrus then got hit in head, as Adrian hissed at him that now wasn't the time to do it, before Adrian marched over to the cottage front door.
Tuski looked up from her book when she heard a knock at the door, and placed a scrap piece of paper she used as a bookmark on her page, before placing the book on the table in front of her, and standing up. She then answered the door, and to say she was pleased at who she saw was the understatement of the century. "Adrian, what a surprised." She said, as she took a step back when he just rudely walked inside, uninvited.
"Isn't it? I'm just full of surprises aren't I? You know Tuski, there isn't a girl in town that wouldn't love to be in your shoes right now." Adrian said, a smirk on his face as he walked over to her, stalking her like a predator does its prey. "This is the day your dreams comes true."
"What do you know about my dreams." Tuski demanded, as she stood behind a table. Adrian smirked at her, and sat down, putting his muddy boots up on the table, dirtying her book.
"I know plenty. Picture this, a rustic hunting lodge, my latest kill roasting over the fire, and my little wife, massaging my feet, while the little ones play on the floor with the dogs," Adrian said, not noticing the looks of disgust on Tuski face as he kicked his shoes off. He then got in her face quickly, surprising her. "We will have sick or seven right?"
"Dogs?" Tuski asked, grabbing her book, and a rag, turning her back to him.
"No, strapping boys like me!"
"Imagine that." Tuski said, cleaning her book, while she walked over to the book shelf.
"And do you know who that little wife is?" Adrian asked, as he followed her.
"Let me think," She said, placing her book on the bookshelf, before turning around when Adrian trapped him in a corner, his arms at the sides of her head.
"You're the little wife Tuski." Adrian said, before Tuski got away from him.
"Adrian, I'm speechless, I really don't know what to say." Tuski said, her back against the door, trying to get it open, as Adrian advanced towards her, before once again trapping her.
"Say you'll marry me Tuski." Adrian then said, before leaning down to kiss her.
"I'm very sorry, I just…don't deserve you," Tuski said, getting the door open, before moving out of the way when Adrian leaned a bit to far, and rolled down the steps, before landing in the mud puddle, just a wedding tune started to play. Tuski then tossed out his shoes out.
Syrus turned around when he heard a growl, and noticed Adrian covered in mud, before knelling down. "So how'd it go?" He then asked in a smug voice, only to earn a glare, and a shove into the mud.
"I'll have Tuski as my wife, make no mistake about that." Adrian then snapped, before getting up and storming away, the village folk looking surprised, was he actually not getting married? Was there actually a girl who didn't want him?"Touchy!" Syrus snapped, pouting as he sat in the mud.