Gastons in Auradon (Memories to Missions)

by huntingfortruth3

After the sequel of Beauty and the Beast 2, Mother Earth returns to Gaston Time, Clarise and Gaston come together as Husband and the Little wife in the newest missions of the early Auradon's Princess Protection Program. Clarise was too a spy and she went on her re-honeymoon to leave her children with Miss Poppins to save a childhood friend, Princess Jasmine and Aladdin to Auradon.

The Endless Summer in Auradon

The Second book of Gaston Homecoming

By: Claire N. Teague

Introduction

In the year 1999, in the month of August, Clarise Rose Gaston wakes up from her slumber. This Catholic French-Welsh princess lives in the Hundred Acre Woods in earliest Auradon, where the fun never ends with hunting, fishing, and horseback riding with her family and friends. Clarise's husband was a rustic-soldier who was originally a French officer in the French-Portuguese war. Clarise and Gaston came home from Summer's rescue to his aid after the spell was broken and Gaston recovered from Aslan's rescue and the death of the evil sorcerer, the Dragon. The Dragon was the threat of the village in Villeneuve, France, of the 1740s. After Beauty and the Beast (Remake 2017) and Beauty and the Beast 2 (Mother Earth returns of Father Time-2024) Aslan helped the villagers and the reunited Gaston family to the protective paradise in Auradon, USA. The portal took them 2000 years ahead into the future in a safe location, Belle and Adam became King and Queen of Auradon when around Isabelle Joy was born. Clarise delivered baby Mal in May, the past summer of 1741, but people claimed her to be born in around December 1999. Clarise awakes and rises from her slumber, she refreshes herself and stretches her arms to the sky. Standing outside on her living room balcony, the beautiful Princess starts to sing one of her merry English tunes to start her days as a mother of three. Unfortunately, Gaston was not at home, he was surveying the perimeter of the forest boundaries. "Hurrah! Hurrah! What a beautiful day!" shouted 7-year-old Liliana, as she rushed downstairs. "Its almost the end of summer, but in Auradon, Summer never ends here! Whoopee!" Peter scurries downstairs, but before the two children could go outside, their mother came in. "Hold your horses, you to. Just because its summer everyday here in Auradon, doesn't mean you can avoid your chores." said Clarise, as she came up and kissed each child on the cheek. "Where has your papa gone to?"

"Shouldn't you always know where papa is, Mummy?" asked Peter, as he sweetly helped his sister sweep the kitchen floors. "If we are royalty, why do we have to do work?" Liliana smiles, "Just do what your told, and when the work's done, we can play!" said Liliana, truthfully. "We are royalty, but every human was born to work, and we are children. However, we can help too, yah know. Its papa who gets out of work, not us. We're the obedient ones around here." Peter laughed, "Well, I guess you're right. But papa just arrived here, he didn't know we had chores in the morning." Said he. "Although, isn't providing for a family, killing the dragon, and scouting the homeland count as a chore?"

"I guess it would count," said Clarise, giggling. "But he still didn't tell me he was going to leave. He doesn't know about Cabin's Creek like we do, he could have just let us know."

"I could just think, 'I'm the man of the house, I don't tell you where I've been'." Imitated Peter, in a lower voice to sound like his papa. "And I suppose he would be polite and say, 'I'm sorry sweetie, I was too excited to scout around the place. Its like a Hunter's paradise'." Liliana laughed, "I'm not sure if that's exactly what he would say." Replied his sister. "Mummy, can we go now?" Clarise smiled, "You may…but we haven't eaten breakfast yet. I don't want my 'strapping kids' to starve on their first day home." She teased them. "Go and tell your father it's time to eat and avoid any gun shots or traps along the way! Be careful and hurry back!" The children laughed and put on their boots. They ran out into the backyard. "Papa! Papa!" they shouted to their father, happily. "Why did you leave without telling us?" Gaston stopped his horse and put him into the stable, a very responsible adult put his horse in the right order and comfort. "Well, I rose up early, because I wanted to scout around the new place." He replied, sweetly, carrying his new rabbit prey home. "I'm the man of the house, I don't tell you where I've been."

"See, I told yah!" remarked Peter, glaring at Liliana. "I knew he would say that!"

"Really?" she replied. "You don't have to rub it in."

Gaston arrived into the house and the children scurried up to the table. They climbed into their seats as Clarise made the Breakfast "Famous Gaston-Recipe" for Success. Liliana and Peter waited patiently as their mother served the four of them. Fresh poached eggs, "Out of the frying pan, and onto their clean plates." Thought Gaston, as he allowed his little wife to serve his plate. "So delicious and smells good too, She's a fantastic cook!" Clarise didn't hesitate to sit down and enjoy with the family, she stood at the end of the railing of the upstairs. "What are you waiting for, my little wife?" crooned Gaston, as he ate his food. "Come and have breakfast with us. Its all here and warm."

"I already ate, and you didn't tell me that you were going to leave early." She replied, sternly. "Don't give me that look, don't you be folly with me. You weren't supposed to go outside until we were all up and have eaten our breakfast. Bernard told you the family rules, and they are not boring, they are helpful and keep us safe in numbers."

"I'm waiting for it…" whispered Peter, teasing Liliana.

"I'm sorry sweetie, I was too excited to scout around the place." He replied, sweetly. "Its like a Hunter's paradise out there!"

"See, I knew it!" said Peter to Liliana. "I knew he was going to say that!"

"Little brothers." sighed Liliana. "So what?"

"What are you two grumbling about?" asked Gaston, looking back to the children.

"That's two acorns for me, please." said Peter, holding out his hand.

"Ugh, fine." She replied, giving him two acorns. "There, are you happy?"

"You bet. Mummy says we can't gamble with money," replied Peter. "So, we use acorns."

"What does this have to do with our conversation?" asked Gaston, confused.

"Before you came home. Liliana and I had acorn collections. We would then use them for feeding the woodland creatures or planting them for new trees, homes for the critters." said Peter, happily. "Lily and I wouldn't be allowed to gamble our coins, so we wouldn't learn the sport of loosing money for no good reasons. Acorns we pretend to use for counting or playing with. Just lucky trinkets to carry, that's all."

"Did you know that acorns are little seeds of the Great Oak trees?" replied Liliana.

"They are our hiding places for the critters, to give us a challenge when hunting prey."

"That's interesting." Replied their father, interested. "I didn't know that!"

"Ah. I thought he would say that," teased Liliana. "One acorn, please."

"Awe shucks, I really thought he'd say something else." said Peter, sighing.

"What is it about you two betting on my verbal phrases?" asked their father.

"Its just a normal Gaston children's game." said Peter. "We weren't the ones who made it up."

"Oh, and who did?" asked Gaston.

"Aunt Gwen and Mumma, when they were little." said Peter. "Bye, we're going fishing with Gil, Mummy! We love you!"

Peter and Liliana left out the door before Clarise could say anything else.

"What are you waiting for, my sweet?" replied Gaston.

"The baby. That's who, that's what!" she replied, getting upset.

"Ooh, oh. Why are you getting so upset?" replied Gaston, pitiful. "I'll do the dishes if you want."

"Gaston, I wouldn't trust you to wash the dishes." She replied, mumbling. She came inside the kitchen and started clearing the plates and table. "Besides, why don't you relax in the living room. I'll be over in a minute."

"The stubborn prey," whispered Gaston to himself. "She's too full of herself just to gain my favor. What do you call that?"

"I heard that, young man." She replied, putting the dishes away. "Dignity."

"There's the word." He encouraged her. "You are so smart."

"I know." She replied, washing the table off. "I am not stubborn. The only fool who became the hero of France and was too stubborn to gain my favor, is YOU!"

Gaston bursts into a loud chuckle, and he calms himself.

"You are so intimidating, just like me." He replied, settling down. "Why are you waiting for the baby, anyway?"

"For her to cry, the infant isn't older than 3 months old. She cannot walk or talk like the children, I'm her handmaid at her hand, nipple, and foot."

"Come now, why are you pacing about?" he asked, sweetly. "Come in here."

"Please don't," she replied, coming into the living room. "I'm doing the laundry and waiting for my baby to cry. As a housewife, it is my duty to care for my husband and the offspring. The 'Mother of Humanity' and my purpose. Besides to have fun and take a rest, nesting is just an instinct we Gaston-woman, and other housewives have. It's just so."

Gaston watches as his little woman rounds herself up with a basket of clean laundry and starts neatly folding on the couch across from Gaston relaxed. "So, how is Auradon of 1999 so different and complicated than 'Frozen in Time' of France of 1741?" he asked, calmly.

"The appliances, people call 'inventions' in your time, actually work." She replied. "The appliances and 'horseless carriages' that run on engines, in trains and automobiles, which are not prototypes as the same in Time as the Revolutionary Wars. Horse-drawn carriages are only used for walks in the park or for an attraction to enjoy on summer days. People came up with an easier way to get things done or get around town, highways, kingdoms, churches, and cities." She kept on listening for the baby and started teaching Gaston about Modern-day traditions. "We are not ruled by a King, Queen, Duke, Duchess, Lords or Ladies. We have a President and a government. We escaped war and missed all details, in which I do keep track of what happens. The Gastons have been around for so many ages and are a 'special favorite' of the King. He's a different King, he's no warlike, murdering, slaver king. He's as gentle as a Lion, innocent as a Lamb, and wiser than the oldest, oldest wise man."

"And that would be?" he asked, listening.

"I have no idea. I wasn't born then." She replied. "Uncle Drowselmeyer, may have."

"Whose Uncle Drowselmeyer?" asked Gaston.

"Now, that's a different topic," she replied. "Shall I continue to talk about our new culture or turn the conversation about Uncle Drowselmeyer?"

"Either is fine with you, I get so excited that my wife is an intelligent woman." He replied, smiling. "Hey, do me a favor, and don't work yourself so hard and hurt your bones."

Clarise still listens for the baby, she assumed there was something wrong.

"Darling, sweetie, smile. Please, we are home now." He replied. "Why are you so glum?"

"Me? Glum? When have I ever been so glum?" she coughed, doubtfully.

"Why are you upset?" he asked, stopping her from her work. "Come on, relax."

"Waaaaaaaaaah!" cried baby Malissa, from her crib.

"I'll get her, you don't touch anything and sit down." He replied. "I mean it!"

"Whooh, I'm so scared." She teased. "Watcha gonna do?"

"I'm not scaring you, just don't touch anything but the couch." He replied, going upstairs.

Clarise smiled and laughed, and then he was back with the baby in 'no Time' at all. There was this sweet little baby girl, with blue eyes and dark black hair. Her head down to her little feet were fair and chubby. She had such tiny lips and wore a lavender little dress. Clarise prepared to nurse her little one and Gaston sat comfortably beside her. "I don't remember the birth of our children before her. What was it like?" he asked, rubbing Clarise's cheeks.

"I'd rather not talk about anything of the past. All has been forgiven and forgotten." She replied, disturbed. "Making new memories and enjoying one's family company. That's all."

"Okay, I'm sorry, I respect that's your decision." He replied, kissing her creamy arm. "My, my, my, Madame Gaston. Your skin is as tasty as Crème de la Crème."

"Oh, stop it," she teased, laughing. "That tickles."

"Oh, so you are weak here?" he crooned, kissing more. "Mmm, delicious!"

"Kiss the baby's arms, legs, and cheeks." She laughed. "Not me. Sheesh!"

Baby Mal finished eating and her hiccups started to pop. "Hiccup!" she said. "Hiccup!"

"Uh-oh. Hiccups?" said Clarise, sitting up the baby to burp her. "You must have eaten too fast."

"Is that how she usually gets them?" he asked. "My little wife sure knows everything."

"Well, not as much as Aslan or Agatha," she replied. "But I've learned from the best."

"And who would that be?" asked Gaston, teasing her.

"Oh…never mind," replied Clarise, kissing his lips. "You are so funny and comforting."

"Why thank you, Clarise." He replied. "So are you…so are you."

CHAPTER ONE

The First Year's Training Comes Along

Clarise finished the laundry and she put the baby in her sling. Her baby sling was a wrapped carrier made of "elastic fabric" wrapped around a mother's shoulders and waist. Clarise went outside and carried a leather necklace of some kind with a set of keys. "What are those?" asked Gaston, following her outside. "Car keys," she replied. "Oh Gaston, when you're in Auradon, you don't need carriages and horses to get around when you have cars, trains, and airplanes." Out from the cabin's garage, came a beautiful, red vehicle. "Ooh la la!" he replied, surprised. "What's that?"

"A horseless carriage, it runs on fuel and engines," she replies. "And there's so much to explore!" (Beep Beep) The beautiful red vehicle was the color of rubies, it had clear grey windows and convertible seats, back and front. "What do you call it?" asked Gaston, examining it. "A car. Others say 'vehicle, convertible, and transportation' and it's a carriage that doesn't need a horse to pull it around. You will not be able to drive, unless you learn from a professional, a good and certified, experienced teacher." The children ran into the house cleaned their shoes and changed their clothes into something nice. "Ooh, Mummy's convertible!" shouted the children, excitedly. "Are we going to town, to show papa around?"

"Yes, sweetheart. This is Adam, Belle, and Papa's first day." said Clarise. "They will need our 'athletically inclined' skills to show them the 'Auradon way'."

"Papa's in for a real treat!" said Liliana, buckling up her brother. "Everyone needs a safety belt."

Clarise directs her husband and her children with safety buckles; and straps the baby into her car seat. Gaston's curiosity also makes him feel nervous because he's never done this before. They drove off to town and they came past the country roads to the city of Auradon. (Auradon was a medical paradise, before magic invaded and Mal's time approached in Disney Descendants, there had to be some-kind of explaining of how Benjamin got into using automobiles and limos. As well as skate parks, Auradon prep and much more. In my opinion, I'll be telling the story from now on.) "Presenting to you, Auradon's beautiful and medical city. Here in Auradon it isn't like any magical time or 'Frozen in Time' zone. Magic is a dangerous situation and doesn't allow you to have free will, fun, or it may seem to be a 'Happily Ever After(s)'. Here in the USA of Modern-day, everyone here lives in peace and Harmony. In what I mean in 'Harmony' not just mean-peaceful, but we Auradons are full of delight in our music. We have hip-hop, Popstar, Rock'n Roll, Country, Blues, Classical, Christian music and Kids' favorites. We are very devout to our Religions and keep our churches happy, full of grace, and in a Heavenly choir a 'praising."

"It may be difficult at first, but you'll soon be busy as a bee once you try. 'If you at first don't succeed, try, try, again' and it's not always 'Hakuna Matata' be careful about what you wish for. The tricky state of children or princesses wishing on a star to make their dreams come true is a trap. You see, Astronomers, Star scientists found out that a shooting star is dying. After its birth and shining light, this firing ball of gas is falling to its fate to a black hole." Explained Clarise, cautiously. "Auradon forbids magic and sorcery, and only the medical flowers, apples, and whatever Aslan gives us to help our people survive in terrible circumstances. I'm one of the beloved doctors of Auradon, 'the royal doctor', and I work at the palace. That was before I was married to you, my Beloved One, but now that I have a family and a baby of my own, I have a successor in the business and caring for my sister's family for me."

"Wow, you really know a lot." said Gaston, as they all unstrapped themselves. "That was fun."

"Mummy, look, it's Aunt Belle!" shouted Peter, excitedly. "And she has a baby, too!"

"Oh, does she now?" replied Clarise, doubtfully. "I see it all very well."

"Oh! Oh! Bonjour, everybody!" greeted Belle, happily. "Come inside, won't you?"

"We, we." replied Liliana, politely. "We have so much to discuss about!"

Liliana and Peter rush inside with Aunt Belle.

"Well, I never expected Belle to become a mother already. And she's only 18!" replied Clarise, bothered as she put her car away safely. She put on her wrap and carried her infant in the right place. "She's in a heap of trouble."

"You don't sound very happy for her." Gaston replied, concerned. "Why aren't you happy for Belle?"

"Because, my little, childish, irresponsible, and delusional sister is in a heap of trouble!" said Clarise, walking swiftly in front of him. "Belle is not ready for childcare!"

"And why not?" Gaston asked, as they reached inside.

"Well, she's not ready for children as she told you before. She's not well in experienced as I am, and another thing Gaston, she's a child, having a child."

"What makes her a child?" asked Gaston. "She seems to be alright with me."

"No, not with you, she once hated you!" she replied, grumbling. "She's not the hard-working, pursuing motherly type. She seems happy and dreamy, but soon she'll get bored and wants another rescue from this poor, provincial life. And…I can't help her."

Clarise's face started to get red, but then she calmed down because her mother was in the room.

"Ah. Clarise, how are you doing?" asked Maurice, hugging his long-lost daughter.

"Fine. Just fine, I guess." She replied, fibbing. "What a wonderful family reunion!"

"Clarise, are you okay?" asked her mother, concerned. "Do you need to go outside?"

"I might have to, to be honest, Mumma, can we talk?" she replied. "Alone?"

"Aye, yes, darling. What on earth for?" Rose asked, smiling.

"I'm not one of those fools for jokes," said Clarise. "You know how serious I am."

"Okay, okay, Maurice, be a dear and watch this little baby?" crooned Rose, giving him the baby to hold. "Clarise and I need some air, we'll be back in but a moment."

"Absolutely," smiled Maurice. "Don't worry, nothing will happen to these two."

"What two?" asked Gaston, looking to Clarise.

"Bye, thanks Papa. It'll give you men some bonding time!" encouraged Rose. "Bye."

"What? I can't listen in?" asked Gaston, worriedly. "What's her problem?"

"What was the topic conversation she became so angry about?" asked Maurice, hushing Mal.

"She's frustrated about being a hard-working woman, a pursuing mother, and upset that Belle isn't a responsible, she's a childish girl from the frozen times. She's a child, who gave birth to a child." Maurice rubbed his thumb over his whiskers and thought for a moment. "Well, Clarise, I never understood that woman. She's right, yah know. I love Belle, but as far as I know, Belle is not near as responsible, reliable, or ready for children." He replied. "Clarise, I understand from Rose, that she has been preparing for her future since she was 8 years old. And she's always known what to do and prepare for high expectations, special favors, and peace treaties. I'd say, she's more responsible, more reliable, and well experienced like I am. She's been everywhere and war has brought her down. She's finally escaped war, but the war may be gone for now."

"What do you mean the war is gone for now?" said Gaston. "There's more?"

"You didn't think war has completely ended…did you?" asked Maurice. "Maybe the war of blood, murder, and death. But not the 'Emotional-Religious' tied war. Belle and Adam must prepare for the future and not to innocently and childishly lead to a dead end. Belle wasn't raised with her princess expectations, and now she must obtain them. Paying close attention, if she may want to keep the crown, have children at the right time, and live in a happily ever after."

"Isabelle Joy wasn't at the right time?" asked Gaston, confused.

"Well, no, I believe Aslan gave them a child for a test. For your best example, Clarise said 'yes' and Belle, the Binbettes, and every foolish girl said, 'no way'. After you have received neglections and have been rejected, my Clarise refused to give in and start forming the family traditions. That's why she works so hard, and she's tiring herself, too."

"So, after I was used to all of those rejections, I expected her to say 'NO' as well. But when she said 'YES' and she agreed, then I didn't have a clue with what to do." He replied. "I observed Clarise, and she's not as dainty as I thought. She just seems to just role-with-it?"

"Exactly my point," he replied. "And you're learning from the best."

"She's a brave soul, and she never lets evil get away with it." Said Gaston. "No wonder Belle looks like Clarise, 'Ever since the war, I've felt like I've been missing something.' But now I've finally figured it out over the last Summer. 'She's the only girl that gives me that sense of…' That special sense of trying to clear my conscience, to find and retrieve my lost life."

"Exactly right again," replied Maurice, agreeably. "I may have not agreed with you in the past or had some ups or downs with you. But forgive me and I'll fully forgive you. You have showed me perseverance and have showed that you care. Ever since our women came back, they work so hard to guide and care for us back in time."

"Is Clarise worried she'll never be done on time?" asked Gaston, worriedly.

"With what?" said Maurice, concerned. "Her instincts, her royal expectations?"

"Precisely," he replied, taking the baby from Maurice. "You don't mind if I hold my daughter."

"Not at all, she's your child after all." He replied. "Just give her more time, and if she doesn't change courses, then you need to do something about it. Don't be rough, be sweet and soothing. There needs to be a night where you can be alone and play with one another. No work, no expectations, she needs to learn to take a break sometime."

"Like a Holiday?" asked Gaston. "Or a second Honeymoon?"

"Do you remember your honeymoon?" asked Maurice.

"Why no, I don't remember having one." said Gaston.

"Maybe you guys never did." He replied. "I remembered her saying, 'When you went back to finish the war as soon as you could. After a few years of raising your children and Percy's death, maybe she never rested until everyone was secured, found, and healed'."

CHAPTER TWO

Planning out Gaston's re-Honeymooning

When Clarise and Rose finally returned, everything was quiet and reassured. Gaston carried the baby to Rose who always had the joy of holding her grandchildren. Clarise leaned on the side of the pillar out by the gardens, the children were swimming in the ground royal pool. Gaston unexpectedly approached from behind his wife, she didn't really seem relaxed. He placed his large hands around her waist, which made her want to feel like a terrified rabbit, not knowing what to do when the hunter finally caught her. "My sweet angel, tell me anything you want, and I'll make sure it comes true." He crooned, rubbing the sides of her waist. "I don't believe in magic or wishing stars, now that I have that all compromised. But, sweetheart…what are your most favorite places you feel safe in? You can relax or lay down and play?"

"Play? A British Princess, mother of the Earth doesn't play." She replied, removing his hands from her waist. "I am a busy woman trying to keep all my children alive, especially you! Its hard enough already on us that I don't need to stop working. If I stop working for our entire lives, we might die and fall into the devil's hands. I DO NOT want that!"

Gaston softly strangled her hands and encouraged himself to wrap his arms around her waist.

"Don't touch me, I'm not to be handled there." She replied, disturbed. "Go and play with the children. Don't bother with me about some childish nonsense, I am an Adult and much more responsible, reliable, and restricted more than Belle."

"You have worked so hard to keep everyone safe and alive. You are an amazing veteran, and we deserve the break. I never kissed you or taken some romantic time alone. I remember it was always the rushing hour and we never took a break for peace. Except for others and pursuing Aslan's favor. I believe Aslan told us to take a long break in the first place." He replied, as she removed herself from where they were standing.

"Tell me, you are adventurous and exciting as they say you are?" he replied, encouraging her.

"This isn't helping me." She replied, concerned.

"Nor is it helping my best friend in distress."

"Gwen?" said Gaston. "She's already happy."

"No, Gwen was my cousin and stepsister growing up." Replied Clarise. "Jasmine has no mother, yet at 16 she married a Prince of Thieves, a poor street rat named Aladdin, and softened his heart to marry Jasmine and save the kingdom from an evil sorcerer named Jaffar. Her father and her husband may be happy for a while. But they need a 'Whole new world' point of view."

"Let me guess, she's frozen in time, too?" asked Gaston.

"Aye, I wish I could save her too. But little me and a whole lot of work to do." replied Clarise, sadly. "I may never have the chance to see her again. You may never have the chance to try new things or meet new people and visit new places. I can't leave Mal, she's only a baby."

"We could take Mal, along." Replied Gaston, pleadingly. "Please, Clarise, for me. You are always doing so much for me, and I'm not dumb. Maurice was starting to help me figure things out. Let me help you, let the children stay with Belle and Adam, it may give even them a few lessons about child-raising? Please?"

"Well, I'll think about it." She replied.

"Where does Jasmine live?" asked Gaston, curiously.

"In Agrabah. Around the 14th century." She replied. "I have a specific place by the ocean and its warm there like her surroundings, and I'm sure I would be much happier knowing if she were going to move next door. I used to enjoy her parties, yet I despised the so-called great vizier, Jaffar, the sorcerer, one of the devil's allies. I hope he never returns again."

"Clarise, there is so much more I want to know about you and why don't we go on this exciting adventure together?" he replied, sounding like a young adventurer. "This is our world, Clarise. And we must take part in it!"

"I want to say no. But I would hate to leave a friend in need." Replied Clarise, distressfully. "I really want to, but I'm afraid the dragon will come back and gobble up my children, burn my cities, and harm the Kingdom. But the dragon is gone, she shouldn't come back."

Gaston held her hands and pleadingly kissed them, he wasn't trying to annoy her, but Gaston knew nothing about this honeymoon trip to Agrabah."

"Fine, fine. Just stop driving me 'Crazy-off-the-horse' already." She replied, anxiously. "Stop kissing my hands like that, its like you've had too many flasks of wine. Calm down, no more wars. We are not allowed to fight the new fight. This is Belle and Adam's war now, but we can still help our new friends in distress!"

"I haven't been drinking since you came back. I have had one or two glasses of wine regularly. But you know what I mean." He replied. "You won't regret it. This is going to be amazing!"

"Oh, you have no idea," thought Clarise, relaxed. "Its show time…I mean, I need to let Belle know that we will be needing them to stay for a bit. It's not like I'm excited to leave."

Belle and Adam were happy to have the little ones stay for a long while. Rose and Maurice who have had experience in raising children, decided to stay along in case they needed the assistance or that Rose's technique was required. Clarise went home with Gaston and the baby in her convertible and put the baby to bed. There was something about Clarise that was starting to come to life and Gaston was thrilled to express it, when everything finally started to settle down. Perhaps in song form, Gaston is very particular in everything he does, even with singing.

Say You Love Me

Sung by Luke Evans as Gaston (Jessica Ware)

Gaston(to Clarise):

Say you love me to my face
I need it more than your embrace
Just say you want me, that's all it takes
Heart's getting torn from your mistakes

'Cause I don't wanna fall in love
If you don't wanna try
But all that I've been thinking of
Is maybe that you might
And babe, it looks as though we're running out of words to say
And love's floating away.

Gaston(sways Clarise):

Just say you love me, just for today
And don't give me time 'cause that's not the same
Want to feel burning flames when you say my name
Want to feel passion flow into my bones
Like blood through my veins

'Cause I don't wanna fall in love
If you don't wanna try
But all that I've been thinking of
Is maybe that you might
And babe, it looks as though we're running out of words to say
And love's floating away.

Gaston(rocks Clarise):

Won't you stay
Won't you stay
Slowly, slowly you run for me
But do you know me at all
Someone told me love controls everything
But only if you know.

Gaston(holds her close):

'Cause I don't wanna fall in love

If you don't wanna try
But all that I've been thinking of
Is maybe that you might

Gaston(soothes Clarise):

'Cause I don't wanna fall in love
If you don't wanna try
But all that I've been thinking of
Is maybe that you might
And babe, it looks as though we're running out of words to say
And love's floating away
Won't you stay
Won't you stay.

(end song)

After they slowly waltzed, Clarise went to her desk and started writing a letter to Jasmine. She wrote that they were coming to visit them since the war is over in her time and they were hoping they would be willing to leave their old kingdom to Genie and Dolly, and move to Auradon as newest members of the Future and in peace. No harm will come to Agrabah, and the new rulers shall be given a new role and future promise. She sealed it up and stamped her rose-cross crest on her envelope. The message turned into a scroll and it flew up into this vacuum, then the quill and ink were put away so that her baby couldn't reach it. "So, where did that letter go?" asked Gaston, curious as they went to bed together. Clarise smiled and told him not to worry about it. Tomorrow is a new day and a new adventure awaits on "One Exciting Ride" point of view.

CHAPTER THREE

An Auradon Night becomes an Arabian Day

Clarise woke up in the morning and dressed in a beautiful lavender royal Arabian dress and she wore a crown upon her head, she neatly set up her daughter's dress and Gaston's new Arabian king suit. It was purple and red, Clarise preferred to wear mostly the purple colors because in the Jerusalem and Arabian area, purple in those days was royal. In the later times after Jesus Christ and Truth, Emperor-over-the-seas, the 14th century was 8,000 years before Modern-day, when most people did have carriages. Clarise fired up her engines and her car turned into a time-traveling carriage. "So, is that how you traveled back through time?" he added, after he dressed himself in his comfy new clothes. "No." she replied. "I was born to time travel, Aslan just said it was so. And it was so. But I eventually slowed down with my invention that safely works. If my dad knew about my inventing skills, he'd be way over his head with new ideas." The baby was placed into her car seat, basket, and then they strapped themselves in. "You ready?" asked Clarise. Gaston puts his feet unto the dashboard, "I was born ready."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," replied Clarise, a little disturbed. "Please keep your hands and feet off the dashboard, and relax, as we'll be arriving in Agrabah before you know it. Let's ride!"

(An Arabian Night, an Arabian Day—song theme)

So, you're probably wondering how all the Disney couples made it to Auradon anyway? Well, in my opinion, Clarise was apart of the "Princess Protection Program" even in the early 1700s. It's a great influence that Disney had that. However, anyway, Clarise was one of the royal-rescuers and she has been working undercover as a teenager with her stepfather before she married Gaston, but she was betrothed to him. Bernard and Rose took her to meet Jasmine and they would play together in some hidden memories that weren't mentioned. Jasmine and Clarise were both waiting for an exciting adventure waiting for them, and someone so bold, strong, and romantic enough to share with them, who also had a dramatic taste for adventure and being a hero. Aladdin and Gaston were great sponsored choices, and they were all planned out. So on with Jasmine, Cinderella, Aurora, Tiana, Ariel, Rapunzel, etc. They evacuated their own magical countries because magic was constantly dying and needed a safer place to move. Luckily Jasmine and Aladdin were just married and wanted to travel a lot. (This will also part take in the new remake Aladdin 2—if there is one) When they arrived, Clarise and Gaston came to Agrabah in a royal carriage that was Arabian, so that they blended in. When they arrived at the palace with the baby, Jasmine greeted them happily. "Oh! Claire!" she shouted and hugged her. "This must be your beautiful, romantic and adventurous husband you always told me about? And, Ah. What a beautiful baby girl!"

"Well, she's the youngest, actually." said Gaston, excitedly. "Wow, this place is amazing!"

"Come, you must meet my husband, and see my father again." said Jasmine. "You should come in and rest from your long journey. Come in." Gaston and Clarise settled down and the couples came together. "Oh, she's just so precious, I can't wait until Aladdin and I have one of our own someday!" she replied.

"Yes, that would be spectacular, although, it would be a big responsibility." Replied Clarise, excitedly. "I can rely on you, you are courageous, a great speaker, and you love your people. You would be a great mother and I hope your children shall never be motherless. No offence, but your future children deserve not to lose their mother. But I have a position for you, that you and your people to move safely—without fear of evil or death."

"Oh, do not leave yet, there's so much to do before we leave." She replied, happily. "Oh, let me hold your baby for you. I promise no harm shall come to her. What's her name?"

"Malissa Belle Gaston, we call her Mal." said Clarise, handing Jasmine the baby.

"Oh my, she's so light-weight," replied Jasmine. "Like a feathered pillow."

"Goo-goo." Cooed Mal, sweetly. "Goo-Gaa-Goo!"

"Awe. So sweet." said the Sultan. "I used to remember raising Jasmine. Those were the beautiful, but very hard trying to raise a woman without her mother."

"How many more do you have?" asked Aladdin, seated beside Gaston.

"Two, one of Jaffar's allies killed our oldest son." Replied Clarise. "No matter, we can't have that be done to you."

"Why the eldest son?" asked the Sultan.

"Our king, O noble and gracious Aslan, said that the devil, you may know as the Cobra. Comes into the night, unexpectedly and kills the firstborn baby son in his sleep. But ours was a surprise attack." Replied Clarise. "The devil said that he will kill the firstborn sons of his chosen people, because a simple virgin was chosen to be the mother of his son, O Prince of Peace, Jesu. Who died to save us. He conquered death, which we fear no evil, which we live forever."

"Huh, that's interesting," replied Aladdin. "I still don't—"

"Well, the devil used evil allies as ghosts, humans, and foul creatures to kill our sons so that our men cannot rise as the new, brave, loving, and wise kings. He's afraid the light will rise against death. But he knows he's already been beaten, he's just to stubborn to admit it." She replied. "Jaffar, Evil Queen, Evil Stepmother, Maleficent, Hades, satan, and so much more. It is no longer safe for you here. I will give your people time to leave. But you three must come with us, it is up to Genie and Dolly if they want to remain or come with us. Magic is dying and sorcery is dangerous, it leads to unmerciful and greedy things. I love you Jasmine and you only started your lives, so please come with us and remain in peace. I know the future, and you can do nothing to save it. It could be a day with a million adventures!"

"Oh, we would love that!" said Aladdin. "We could see the world within a world."

"That sounds amazing," said Jasmine. "I love my people, but we could be free and live Happily Ever after. You know, like in the stories."

"Exactly my point. To be honest, I'm not doing this to hurt you." Replied Clarise. "But I love you, as if you were my sister."

"Then, I will go. Who's with me?" asked Jasmine.

"Raagh," said Raja, her tiger. "Roar!"

"Me too, it will give me more time with Gaston!" said Aladdin. "More sights to see."

"I want to go as well," said the Sultan. "Even if I don't have all the time in the world. I want my children to be happy when I pass."

"Thanks Papa," said Jasmine, sweetly. "I know it will be better there and safer."

That night it was decided and given out orders for people to move out and follow the portals by the ocean and into the future village of "Agrabah's Cove Kingdom, Auradon". Gaston went with Aladdin to explore the scribes room and the women played with the baby and Dolly, Jasmine's handmaid and best friend. That night, when Mal was peacefully put to sleep, it was quiet. Jasmine and Aladdin already went to bed. Clarise prayed over her baby in special protection. Gaston was looking out on their balcony and felt the warm, cool breeze between his shoulders and his long black hair. Clarise came behind him and slowly began to rub his shoulders. "What a day, and O what an Arabian night we've had." said Gaston, breathlessly. "Perhaps you'd want to go on a magic, carpet ride? Just this once?"

"No, I'd rather not disobey the Heavenly courts' laws and protect our future. However, you were right, I was working too hard. I'm sorry I didn't listen to you, I was just so caught up in protecting Aslan and you, I didn't want to lose another baby." She replied, as she moved into his arms. "You know, you look hot when your shirtless."

"Hot? What does that mean?" asked Gaston, confused.

"Well, in modern-day, women say it to men when they think they are so, so, so, handsome and so, romantic, and really, really, good at kissing their little, lucky girls."

"Little lucky girls?" smiled Gaston, hungrily kissing her. "What gave you that idea?"

"Ah. Little bird told me she wasn't the lucky girl. But that she was happy I was kissing you instead of her." said Clarise, passionately. "I guess we really, really needed this."

"I suppose you're really the Hottie for me. Eh?" he said, laughing.

"Me? Madame Gaston a Hottie? No…" she teased him, playfully. "Well, unless you think so."

"Oh Honey, I know so." He replied, hungrily kissing her spine. "Gaston always knows."

Clarise giggled and lightly squirmed as he started playing with his wife. (Clarise started to sing and eventually Gaston, would start to pick up into a duet.)

A Whole New World

A French-Welsh version for Clarise and Gaston's adventurous imaginations

(Original remake from Disney Inspirations)

CLARISE(to Gaston):

I can show you the world
Shining, shimmering, splendid
Now tell me, soldier, now when did
You last let your life reside?

CLARISE(to Gaston):

I can open your eyes
Take you wonder by wonder
Over, sideways and under

A romantic horseback ride…

A whole new world!

Clarise(to Gaston):

A whole new world
A new fantastic point of view
No one to tell us, "no"
Or where to go
Or say we're only dreaming.

GASTON(to Clarise, excitedly):

A whole new world
A dazzling place I never knew
But when I'm way up here
It's crystal clear
That now I'm in a whole new world with you.

(Now I'm in a whole new world)

GASTON(to Clarise):

Unbelievable sights
Indescribable feeling
Soaring, tumbling, freewheeling
Through an endless diamond sky.

Gaston/Clarise(together):

A whole new world
(Don't you dare close your eyes)
A hundred thousand things to see
(Hold your breath; it gets better)
I'm like a shooting star
I've come so far
I can't go back to where I used to be.

Gaston with Clarise(Gaston):

A whole new world
(Every turn, a surprise)
With new horizons to pursue
(Every moment, red-letter)
I'll chase them anywhere
There's time to spare
Let me share this whole new world with you.

Gaston/Clarise(together):

A whole new world
(A whole new world)
That's where we'll be
(That's where we'll be)
A thrilling chase
(A wondrous place)
For you and me.

(end song)

After the end of their song, Clarise placed her husband's strong, soft, muscular arms around her little waist. She rubbed and cuddled sweetly into his arms and chest. She led him into their luxurious bed, and they went to sleep beside their baby in the royal Arabian cradle. In the morning, Clarise joined with Jasmine's family for breakfast and Jasmine just couldn't get her eyes off such an adorable baby. "She's just so precious, more precious than an Arabian ruby," said Jasmine, after breakfast. "We can go into the living room and play with the infant."

"We can go ride some of our royal and fastest stallions in all of Agrabah or go to the study room and discover amazing relics or history scrolls." Said Aladdin to Gaston. "There's so much to explore before we go to our new home." Gaston and Aladdin went to the royal stables and the women went to the living room to play with the baby.

CHAPTER FOUR

The Royal Men's Big Day

Aladdin and Gaston went into the village and rode the horses across the outskirts of the city's deserts. They were prepared for the little race, even though they were just playing a game, each man succeeded to reward each other. "Your daughter is the most adorable baby I've ever seen. Most children in Agrabah don't have such skin as white as snow." Said Aladdin, as they came to return into the village. "You say you have two others back at home?"

"Aye, yes. I do not remember my children's birth. I'm slowly picking up where I left off." Gaston replies, as they came into the palace. "Clarise hesitates not to talk about it because she doesn't want to get trapped in a nightmare for the past of what happened to me and our son. She was separated from me for 5 months. We've known our planned future since we were so young. She came to me at 12 years old, I was 32, a prince and a general in the war. I overheard the elders speaking about her terrified past."

"Is this something you want to share or not at all?" asked Aladdin.

"No, I wanted to discuss with her about what really happened," he replied. "But every time I bring it up, she refuses to tell me and says, 'Don't look back, now, and look towards our Heavenly father, and look towards the future. Keep moving forward, all has been forgotten.' I still wish I knew how to discuss it with her."

"She's right, I didn't like my past. I never knew my parents and I was raised as a lonely, orphan boy growing up with Abu, my monkey pal. It was always hard, and we had to do what we could." replied Aladdin. "I'd rather not talk about it, since Jasmine already knows my story and loves me. I have many friends and family members who now look out for me."

"Yeah, but its really nice to share with another man about one's bothersome problems." Replied Gaston, amused. "That way after our secrets have been spilled, we could try to help one another to grow closer to our loved ones, our children, and the Light."

"Yeah, that's exactly what I was thinking." He replied. "But I wasn't too sure who to trust and speak about my worries or transgressions. The past is the past, although we still are curious about exactly what happened to our women that burdened them so much. Just tell me what you remember or heard of from the Elders."

"I was told that Clarise grew up in Wales, United Kingdom in the 1720s to the 1730s. She was born around the Summer of 1724, June 15th. Her mother was a very ill, Catholic-religious princess, descended from Pair Caravel, Narnia. Her parents always believed in this 'Messiah' or 'The Christ One' they call Aslan or Truth, Emperor-over-the-seas. There was this evil father of lies, they called, 'The Dragon' or 'The Devil' or even 'A Monster'. He was jealous that his chosen virgin, the simple 14-year-old villager girl, Mary, would be the mother of his son. Jesu, as most Jewish people know, say he was the Son of God, Son of Man. The devil was once a mighty ruler under their passionate and merciful King. This King didn't want torture or death to his children, he wanted them to have Truth, Love, and Compassion." Taught Gaston, learning his Father Time techniques. "The devil wanted to reign in evil against the King, but he said 'no'. The Father sent him to the banishment of the Underworld, they call Hell. Anyway, he was jealous that God chose a young lady to marry a middle-aged, experienced and loyal subject of the crown, who was a 40-year-old Carpenter. When the virgin was mother of all the earth, she was chosen to bare a son and name him Emmanuel, which means, 'God is with us'."

"But what does that have to do with your wife?" asked Aladdin.

"Some things must be explained, in order for you to understand all of it later." Replied Gaston, reassuring his friend. "The Christ One, Aslan, suffered for all Men, including women, children, and babies. He taught the people of his love, his light, and the truth. Others accused him of teaching nonsense. All he wanted to do was be a guiding brother, shepherding guardian, and teach his father's strayed children about coming back to the Father."

"That's very interesting," Aladdin replied, curiously. "Do keep on."

"I'm happy too, I'm not the only one who lives for Aslan," he replied. "And so, After they crucified him, and he arose on the third day. They called his Resurrection; Easter Day, and his birthday; Christmas Day, and they celebrate the liturgical royal celebrations every year."

"That's incredible, if only people knew…" said Aladdin.

"Clarise Rose Maurice was born to Rose Isabelle Gaston and Monsieur Maurice, in Paris, France. On one mid-summer's eve, there was a threat to mankind called The Black plague. Rose fell ill and on June 15th, 1724, twin daughters were born to Maurice. Belle Marie was taken by Maurice and fled to Villeneuve, France, a town not far from Paris. In honor of Aslan's reign, Aslan cured Rose and defeated the devil. Her brother, my father, Dr. Bernard Gaston adopted my sweet, holy, and lovable cousin and betrothed, Clarise Rose. Rose recovered slowly and Maurice never came back. Clarise was raised with my two sisters and was raised to know everything about the future and past histories. Gwen and Isabelle Rose Gaston. Gwen was married to my best friend, Lefou, who now has two daughters and a son. Isabelle married a young doctor, the son of Uncle Drowselmeyer, the royal toymaker, Alexander Sweets." replied Gaston. "Clarise was raised from a toddler to an immaculate heart of 11 years of age. Clarise was smart, bright, and beautiful, not just any man could marry her. At 12 years old, this rascal who hated God, wanted to shut her up like Jaffar with Jasmine and control the universe."

"That's just cruel. She'd never find love." Replied Aladdin.

"I met her after I was victorious in the wars, and ambushes but needed something to do. It isn't right for a man to be alone, so my Heavenly Father and my Earthly father teamed me up with my chosen betrothal. Clarise Rose was a strong, courageous, little maiden pure of heart. She always taught and healed the soldiers, cared for the sick and the needy. After a year, Clarise and I made love to one another and pursued to end the French-Portuguese war together." replied Gaston, feeling better.

"Clarise and I had many adventures and rescued wolf pups from a waterfall. They were orphaned and their mother was slaughtered. Clarise taught me about her royal weapons, and their special way of using them for wars and tournaments." Aladdin and Gaston went on and on about Clarise's heroic deeds, even after her coronation of becoming a general.

"Clarise and I married in the Summer of 1734, where she was almost 14 and conceived a child. Clarise refused to leave war and me, she had the child at our fortress where the queen was protected and raising our glowing star, our daughter Liliana Rose. When a year passed and she turned 15, Clarise settled peace between the Portuguese king and settled to say that they were both fighting for Catholism. The man that she was upset with started casting out lies. They condemned him to death, but she healed him from the devil. He was sent to live under his father's expectation to marry Princess Charlotte and have the next king of England. Clarise and I had finished the war and came back home. In Villeneuve, France, we lived in our summer cabin. We had our twins, Percival David and Peter Emmanuel. And this is where the tricky part begins."

"Really, that's what really happened?" replied Aladdin. "That's rough."

"One night, when Clarise was 17, before I was taken to the village. Clarise and I had 5-year-old Liliana and the 4-year-old twins. The dragon came into the night and stole our oldest child, firstborn son, Percival David Gaston. Percy died of scared-to-death and scarlet fever. The dragon took him away and went to her master into Hell. I tried to rescue him and avenge my wife, Mother Earth, but he was gone." Explained Gaston, sadly. "My wife said that I became sad, and I couldn't let the dragon come back. So, I told her if I didn't return, she would have to come and rescue me and clean me to my senses. My grandmother, Agatha, took me to the village where Belle was growing up, and I fell under a curse with a mirror. I was obsessed with my complexion and harmed, bothered her twin sister Belle Maurice. In the Spring of the 18th century, Belle was wanting more than the life she had and hated me. She went on her own adventure to save her father, cure a selfish heart of a curse-beastly man who had never learned to love. And I tried to kill the beast and get Belle to be reasonable. But this beautiful, stubborn, little woman refused my marriage and favor. I fell and she won, she married the man once he was cured from his curse."

"Wow." He replied. "Do all stories end like that?"

"Mine started when I was going to fall, the lonely sheep was rescued by his master, the Good Shepherd. Aslan, the Lionheart, and his shepherd dogs saved me from sudden death. They recruited and healed me, and I tried to get certain favors done for my wife to return." Gaston replied, smiling. "Now, Mother Earth returned, she was proud, sweet, but very particular about such things. 'There's a place for everything, and everything in its place.' And so, my wife tested me, and I got rid of the interferences and distractions, other women and evil headmaster. Killed

the dragon's offspring, the devil, and destroyed the cursing mirror. I prepared my tavern to be turned into a Summer house because our cabin was burned down. And then went Clarise delivered her youngest, the baby we have now, then we moved to Auradon."

"Ah. So, is that why she came here to tell us to move?" he replied. "The devil must be picking places to settle and cause trouble. And she's warning us. Because she only wants what is best for us?"

"Exactly my point," replied Gaston. "So, now, what will you choose. To die or live?"

"So…you just summed up what really went on?" asked Aladdin. " I choose to live."

"I'm not exactly sure what happened here," he replied, laughing. "But I'm pretty sure, I just fixed it."

CHAPTER FIVE

Time flies when you're having fun

(Agrabah the 14th century to Auradon, USA the 2000s. 21st century)

Jasmine and Clarise were overlooking the balcony, and they could see the ocean's beaches were overflowing with water. "This reminds me of how Atlantis became apart of the sea." Said Clarise, sighing worriedly. "We've been here for about two weeks. I think it would be safe to return home with the people. What do you say?"

"I think we should go, before the island decides to sink under us." Said Jasmine, responsibly. "I hope we shall live in peace and visit each other every weekend."

"You got it, sister," said Clarise, holding her hand. "We are like sisters, right?"

"You have always been a sister to me," she replied. "Even if my mother was never there, you always reminded me and my father of my own mother."

"Jaffar really started to tick me off," said Clarise. "Well, we should be going. Nothing enchanted or magical must stay."

"Even magic carpet?" asked Aladdin, worriedly.

"I'm afraid so, you have had many thrilling adventures with him," reassured Clarise. "For my loyal people's safety and protection, nothing wicked, cursed, enchanted, or magical ever enters into my place. Its not just my obligations and traditions. Our rules aren't boring or disagreeable, everyone has an opinion and a free willed, a freedom of speech, and an agreeable decision. And my Father in Heaven says, 'I give you these rules to prosper you. Not to harm you, but to give you a hope and a future' and I just love my father and I want to respect his authority and mercy."

"Agreed," said the Sultan. "Let us respect a true Queen, and our true Friend."

"Okay, bye carpet, we'll never forget you," said Aladdin, hugging the carpet, goodbye. "Bye."

The carpet rolled away and then they all went to the time traveling vehicles and went to the future of Auradon of their next spectacular expedition. Aladdin, Jasmine, Genie, Dolly, the Sultan, Gaston, Clarise, Raja, Abu, and Baby Mal arrived at Agrabah's Cove Kingdom, Auradon, in the 21st century…Autumn, August 6th, 1990. "You'll all be well and rested in the next couple of days, and then my children may come and visit you after I return to the City and retrieve my happy and healthy children from my little, twin sister, Belle. Let's hope she has survived 3 kids." Replied Clarise. "You might want Raja to have a mate. Here in Auradon some youngins fall in love and make families after marriage. My King says, 'It isn't right for man to be alone. So, I shall make him a partner in life, I shall call her woman.' And for animals, the males shall have their females. I think you will love Ruby."

"Who is Ruby?" asked Jasmine.

A beautiful white tigress walked into the room and had blue, blazing eyes. Her fur was as soft as the furriest coat of a warm, winter polar bear. Her claws were smoothed and perfectly trimmed, and she wore a stopwatch around her neck.

"Hullo, I am Ruby. The timekeeper here at Auradon's Cove Kingdom." Said the tigress. "Do not be alarmed, I am a talking tiger, given the voice of speech from my brother, Aslan. I can also interpret for other species of animals so that people can better understand them. Like Monkeys, Tigers, and non-verbal speaking creatures."

"That's incredible," replied Aladdin, holding out his hand to Ruby. "She doesn't bite, right?"

"I am as friendly as can be, I am especially good with children." She replied. "I may prepare to have some of my own in the future. And while Clarise is away in her homeland, I will take care of you here, not to far from the city of Auradon. Here you shall always explore the great wonders of Auradon and meet new, exciting people. I know all the amazing places here in my humble estate. You needn't worry, no evil can come here for over 1,000 years."

"Well, then I suppose that's that." said Jasmine, hugging Gaston and Clarise.

"We'll always get to see the baby again," said Aladdin. "And when you return, do bring your other children and stay for a Holiday or two!"

"Absolutely," replied Gaston, holding baby Mal. "We'll come and invite you for the first Christmas celebration, Auradon's having a beautiful family gathering."

"Oh, I cannot wait!" said Jasmine. "Do take care. And thank you." Aladdin and Jasmine turned back towards the palace doors. "Oh, its like we never left." replied Aladdin. "Every new and exciting adventure awaits before our very eyes. And I can't wait to spend it all with you."

"Well, Aladdin, have you ever thought of having an adorable child like Mal?" asked Jasmine, concerned holding his hand. "I would love to have our own children, someday. Wouldn't you?"

"Whatever you want is fine with me," said Aladdin. "So long as I'm with you all the way."

"I want to have our own children," said Jasmine. "If I can't make a wish, then love will find a way. Our love will make a baby or two, I hope."

Clarise knew something Jasmine didn't, and as a doctor, she knew that Jasmine was pregnant. She wouldn't tell her until the next time she saw them. Clarise put her carriage in the garage and turned it into a red convertible. "Well, home sweet home." Said Clarise, sighing relieved. "I guess we should go and get our children. It'll be like their little homecoming."

Gaston turned Clarise on the side of her car and kissed her passionately. "You told Aladdin everything I didn't want you to talk about. And you taught about Christ, that was incredible. I didn't expect Father Time to remember all that or re-teach it like I do." She replied, rubbing his soft cheek. "Gaston, before we go, there is something I always wanted to tell you."

"And what's that, my sweet?" he asked, charmed.

"I did onetime dance on the tables like a fool," she said, shyly. "But I only did it because I was inspired of you. I danced on the tables because I was sick of Hades and Thomas Milton always causing trouble and protested them. I wasn't foolish, I just had some enthusiasm. I wanted to express my natural-born, creative, inspiring character. Like you did."

"Is that really what you wanted to say to me, huh," he teased her, placing his lips behind her ear. "You mean you danced on the table, not just an inspiration, but you specifically told me it wasn't a manly-matured thing for me to do? Yet, you as a matured-woman did that?"

"I mean, we were fighting with the Americans to overthrow the evil king," she replied. "Not my kind of excuse. Anyway, that was the past and I need my children."

"Waaaah!" cried Mal, disturbed by her father's attention. "Goo!"

"Well, don't be talking to me like that, little Madueselle!" replied Gaston, playing with her. "I saw her first."

"Gaston, how dare you," laughed Clarise, kissing the baby. "She's only a baby! You poor thing, babies need attention because they can't talk in English or walk yet. Sheesh."

Gaston and Clarise rode the car and Gaston were starting to get the hang of the new convertible. When they parked in the royal square, Gaston got out. "Can I learn to drive one of these someday?" he asked, smiling. "Any chance you would be interested?"

"If I don't trust you with the dishes, I wouldn't certainly not trust you with a car." She teased him. "But once you master washing the dishes, I'll teach you how to drive a car."

"A time traveling car?" asked Gaston, sweetly.

"Not a chance." She replied. "Not in a million years, until you have mastered your memory to remember who you are and who you are meant to be."

"Ah, really?" asked Gaston, sighing.

"Ask me again, and you will never drive." She replied. "Not another word about it."

"I eventually would have to, since I can ride a horse through town." He replied.

"Eventually, that's true." She replied. "Now, behave yourself."

"Well, you don't have to tell me twice." said Gaston, laughing.

Clarise smiled and then she went inside the castle with her husband and baby.

"Mumma! Papa! It took you ages to get here!" said Peter.

"Where in the world were you three weeks ago?" asked Liliana.

"How did they know that?" asked Gaston.

"Liliana is a Star. She was born to guide weary travelers and lonely kings. Although she knows almost everything Aslan knows, just like me." replied Clarise. "Well, maybe not when she's a kid, but hey, Liliana will be receiving the Eucharistic Feast this Christmas."

"Oh yeah, I always loved that Pascal feast!" said Rose, hugging the children. "Don't worry, the status report is cool. Belle did extremely well, and Adam is a responsible father. They will work together in time."

"I may have to call you again, Mumma." said Clarise. "Next week I have a meeting with Jim Hawkins, and the leader of the PP program, Adam and Jasmine are to meet as soon as possible."

"Oh? The 'PP' program?" said Rose. "I haven't heard from them in weeks."

"What's the 'PP' program?" asked Gaston. "Is there something you're not telling me?"

"Well, I have decided to advertise on a new nanny for our children, and I believe I have found the right one. But since I do not rule a kingdom anymore, Gaston is still observing the Kingdom. I will have to work undercover and outside of the home, to help my distant friends find a sturdy kingdom and live Happily Ever After, as it should be."

"Who is Jim Hawkins?" asked Gaston.

"You have so much to explore and so much to do." She replied. "All your questions will be answered in Time. There's a place for everything and everything in its place."

And then the family went home and relaxed as a family for the day.

CHAPTER SIX

The arrival of the new governess, Miss Mary Poppins

The children were playing in the woods, since Mother Earth says its always Summer here, the only place that would have snow is Arendelle. Clarise was ironing her new uniform for her secret 'PP' program division and she hired the new nanny. "Playing games, all sorts. Never wicked, very kind, very witty. Very sweet, and very pretty." said Liliana, writing in her letter. "Singing songs and is very nurturing as our mother. No magic spells or black magic. Just a simple, always so-so, and is very organized like our mother. Is fun, at times, but she shouldn't have to put us in punishment because we are very well-behaved children. Someone can take care of the baby with no trouble at all, when Mummy has to work in secret or go on honeymoon trips with Papa."

Dear First Nanny,

I've never had a nanny before, and I hope you may

Find a nice, sweet, and honest woman,

To be our governess. She must…

Like playing games, of all sorts.

Never wicked, very kind, very witty.

Very sweet, and very pretty.

Singing songs and is very nurturing as our mother.

No magic spells or black magic. Just a simple, always so-so,

and is very organized like our mother.

Is fun, at times, but she shouldn't have to put us in punishment because we are very well-behaved children. Someone can take care of the baby with no trouble at all, when Mummy can work in secret or go on romantic trips with Papa.

Whatever you can do to help us, that would be very polite,

Sweetly greeting, Liliana R. Gaston. (age: 8)

Dec./24th/1999.

You may already think to know who I am talking about, and some of you are just too curious to find out. One day before Christmas Day, the day of the party, Liliana and Peter were playing with their cousins, Gilly, Lena, and Suzette Lefou. They looked up into the sky and arrived hovering under an umbrella came a tall, radiant, and civilized woman. She had rosy cheeks, fair skin, and she looked British. "Who on earth is that?" asked Gilly, presently.

"It may be the new nanny," suggested Liliana, curiously. "I'll go take a look, see."

"You'd be the first to be the bravest to approach a stranger," insisted Peter. "Mumma told us to be careful around strangers."

"She couldn't be that bad, if she's our new governess," replied Liliana. "Perhaps it would be rude of me not to invite her in and introduce myself. Then I'll tell you if its safe to come in and meet her. Once you get to know her, she won't be so bad."

"Don't judge a book by its cover," replied Gilly. "Or a man by his face."

"I believe it's a boy by his face." Corrected Lena, who was a proper 16-year-old.

Liliana bounced up and down and went up to the door. "Hullo, Miss. Can I help you?" asked Liliana to the peculiar woman, who just closed her umbrella.

"Why, yes, young child." She said, politely. "Can you direct me to Madame Gaston of Cabin's creek?"

"Why, yes, ma'am, she's my mother!" replied Liliana, opening the door for her. "Come in, do come in. Did you get my letter?"

"The letter from a little girl named Liliana R. Gaston?" she asked, sweetly.

"Aye, that's me, ma'am." She replied. "And you are?"

"Mary Poppins," she replied. "I'll hope to become your nanny."

"You are my first nanny. I do not know what a nanny is or what a nanny does." She replied. "But I hear they are brilliant with children while the parents are busy or try to support a family."

"Why, yes, I am." She replied, holding the child's hand. "I do not know where I am to be going. Do show me around your house and to your mother."

"Yes, ma'am," she said, sweetly. "The other children worried you were a stranger, and so I was the bravest to meet you. And once you get to know people, and trust them, they aren't so bad as they thought."

"Well, you are an intelligent, little thing." She replied. "And you are the oldest?"

"So far," she replied. "I had twin brothers under me and a baby sister. My brother, Percy, who was the eldest boy died at four years old. I'd rather not get into detail, but he had scarlet fever."

"Oh, that's awful, child." She replied, sitting down. "Well, I'll be waiting here until further assistance from your mother. Thank you, Liliana."

"Most welcome, Miss Poppins." She replied, skipping down to the hall. "Mumma, Miss Mary Poppins is here, she's our new nanny."

Clarise was holding the baby, Malissa was about 8 months to be exact. Teething like crazy and crawling around the house, always getting into some-kind of trouble.

"Hullo, Miss Poppins, I'm sorry to say I wasn't expecting you so soon. No matter, but let's discuss quickly about your long term and your staying position." replied Clarise.

"Absolutely, that is why I am here." replied Mary Poppins.

"Lily, do be a dear and care for your baby sister for me." Replied Clarise, handing her the baby. "Just follow her around, don't let her eat things she shouldn't and don't let her get outside. She can crawl now, and you know what to do. Thank you, darling."

"Aye, mum, I will." She replied, happily. "I'll guard her with my life!"

"Wow, what a peculiar child." replied Miss Poppins. "And very well-behaved."

"I know, all of my children are well behaved, and if they tried to complain, they would shut themselves up. They would know it would hurt my feelings." She replied, sitting across from her. "I believe you always say, 'I'll leave when the weather or wind changes. I do believe since I control the seasons and weather around here, nature may never change its winds' Must you understand."

"Oh? You control the weather and the change of winds?" she replied.

"Well, its complicated, its hard to explain." Clarise replied. "I haven't taken the time to figure it out. That's why I need your help to look after my children."

"And…what do you want me to do?" replied Mary Poppins.

"Well, our employees or nannies must commit to working for Charity. However, if you need a matter of payment, we shall provide an agreeable amount to keep you stable." Clarise replied. "My children and I have had a rough year, I lost my husband in war, and after a spell was broken with my sister and cousins. My husband came back but doesn't remember his main role, as Father Time. I need to help him to recover and meet new peers. All you must do is to guide my children along right paths, teach them to love, be truthful, and have compassion. No magic must be performed, no deceiving behind my back with magic, either. Magic, sorcery, and black magic is restricted in our world. Its not just my rules, but it's the Catholic tradition for many centuries."

"Absolutely, ma'am. You can count on me. I am very reliable, shepherding, and responsible." She replied, respectfully. "If you'll guide me to my chambers, I'll be with the children as soon as I can. Thank you so much."

"No, thank you. I never thought of a nanny until now." Clarise replied. "I never thought of the subject since I was so very busy working hard to provide for my children and my husband. He isn't able to work outside of the home yet, and I want to help him as best as I can."

Clarise showed Miss Poppins to her bedroom, which was across from Liliana and Malissa's room. Peter used to share a room with Percy, until he died. Even Peter comes to share the girls' room in the evening during a thunderstorm, Liliana doesn't mind it really. "Come on, you guys, its safe now!" replied Liliana. "Its also snack time!"

"Aunt Gwen's famous Gingerbread cookies!" said Peter. "The recipe is all the way from the Land of Sweets. We barely go there anymore, its all magical and all."

"Father Christmas is from there." said Gilly. "He's coming tonight, and I can't wait!"

"Christmas is our most favorite time of the year!" shouted the children. "Father Christmas will come tonight and leave gifts, toys, and even sweets."

"Not unless you get to bed on time," said Clarise. "And that you are asleep!"

"Can we please have a cookie now?" asked Liliana, holding Malissa.

Gwen, Lefou's wife, entered the room. "Bon Appetite!" she announced. "Alright my little test tasters, only two cookies, I do not want the cookies to spoil your empty bellies, from royal banquet to fill you with a 'bowl full of jelly'." Lefou and Gaston entered the house with Aladdin and Jasmine, and they had a surprise for the family.

"Jasmine's pregnant!" said Lefou. "With twins!"

"Boy, that's the motherload," replied Peter. "Do you know what you're having?"

"Its been 4 months, so a boy and girl each," replied Jasmine. "I'm very excited."

"Oooh la la!" shouted the children. "A boy and girl!"

"No one's ever had that before!" replied Gilly. "What a beautiful, blest Christmas it is!"

"Well, lets all get ready for the party," replied Clarise. "We don't want to be late!"

CHAPTER SEVEN

Uncle Drowselmeyer's Christmas Show

Clarise came over to the castle with her royal families, including Miss Poppins with the children. Miss Poppins took the baby and followed the other children to the festivities. "Now that the children are shepherd by Miss Poppins, why don't we go and look around." Insisted Gaston, holding Clarise hands. "Come on, don't be like, 'Gaston you know very well I'm an adult and I do not play such childish games with men' but Claire, it's a different kind of play."

"The theater kind of play?" said Gwen. "We, 'Gaston women' do not play pretend!"

"That's because you don't get anything out of it," replied Clarise. "I know the children are safe, but are the guests safe? What about us? Belle and Adam, even?"

Gaston pointed to Drowselmeyer playing a story with the children, the babies were playing with the older children and Miss Poppins. The guests were waltzing and eating sweets together. "I don't see how we would all be in terrible danger right now," replied Lefou, rubbing Gwen's arm with his finger. "Let's go where we can be alone, far…from the children!"

"I believe I was too stubborn before, forgive me," said Gwen, giggling to her husband. "As bold, strong, and simple as I am, yet I never mentioned or showed my romantic side."

"That's the spirit, Gwen," replied Lefou, taking her hand. "Let's go and get out of sight before the children catch our attention!"

Lefou and Gwen rush over behind a secret curtain into a room no one hasn't been yet.

Aladdin and Jasmine go to speak with Belle and Adam. "So, I suppose its just you and me." Replied Gaston, charmed. "Clarise, you have avoided our romantic moments, or we never had them for the longest time. Whether you agree with me or not, I am going to show you the best Christmas evening of our entire lives."

"Oh yeah? You can't tell me…" she teased him.

"I'M not telling YOU!" he replied, boldly as a Gaston man. "I'm asking You!"

"You sure sound like you're telling me," she replied, laughing. "Alright fine. Everyone else has their happily ever after, then why can't we? I'm all yours."

"Oh really," said Gaston, doubtfully. "No denying?"

"Have I ever steered you wrong?" replied Clarise, smiling.

"Nope." He replied. "Have I ever steered you wrong?"

"Don't answer that." she replied. "Just take me somewhere, to waltz or just to kiss, somewhere they call 'ROMANTIC'. I don't know, I'm not used to that."

"With happiness my love," replied Gaston, sweeping her off her little feet. "I'm not finished with you yet! Just you wait, I have plenty planned for you!"

"Uh-huh, we'll see." She replied, as he led her around the corner. "No one woos like Gaston!"

"Oh, don't tempt it!" he replied, amused. "Here we are."

There was an empty ballroom and a beautiful chandelier was lit way above their heads. There was a red velvet long chair for sitting or kissing each other on. And a table with preserves and pastries to snack on. "Oh…Gaston…I don't deserve this." She replied. "When have I ever deserved this? I'm just a simple maiden, pure of heart, and…a little wife."

"You are not just a maiden, you are not just a warrior queen," he replied, as he came closest to her. "You are the woman of my dreams. You saved me from the real monster and cured me from certain death 5 times over. You pleaded and prayed for my return, you had marriage and a family with me, even if you were so honest and little. You are perfect for me."

"Awe…you just touched my little heart." She said, emotionally. "I think I'm going to cry."

"The let your little tears fall," he replied, sitting her down. "Cry my little Light!"

"No, I must be a strong and sensible mortal being." replied Clarise, boldly, but then he pulled her back down. "I must be strong for you and the children!"

"Claire, Claire," he replied, kissing her cheek. "Tell me what you are holding back."

"No, I mustn't," replied Clarise. "Its too much for you to bare."

"I can bare it with you," said Gaston, stroking her cheek with his fingers. "The devil cannot control my mind. He can't hack through. Clarise, tell me please. I love you!"

"I love you too, with all of my heart!" she replied, crying. "No, no, no."

"Please?" he pleaded. "I feel like I must know. I love you, and as your husband, I want to help you face your fears and as you help me face mine. Tell me, sweetie. Please?"

She cried harder and harder, and poured out her sadness like never-before. She cried over her shoulder and even tried to comfort herself. "Please, my love, tell me." Asked Gaston, hugging her. "I don't want fear trying to hurt you! We must fight this war together."

"Its not that." she sputtered. "I'm afraid you'll die!"

"I'm never going to die." He replied, soothingly. "I'm still alive, aren't I?"

"Aslan authorized a royal protection assembly. Its called Princess Protection program, 'PP' program, as many of my allies know. According to the program, the fantastical lands are soon going to sink into the sea or arbitrate on its own. We must make haste to deliver each royal ally to a safe district in all parts of the kingdom of Auradon and form a large community." Confessed Clarise. "I rescued Jasmine and Aladdin, bringing them to Kingdom's Cove in a tropical area. However, there are about dozens more women on the brink. Aslan was on a traveling journey, and he came across the Black Mountains of the underworld, and he discovered a cold, over stoned child at the bank of the cave door. The cave door was sealed, and the stone child was breathing in hyper sleep. He took the stone child and left the evil lands, Gaston, Percival David is still alive. And he has decided to bring him to me."

"What?" said Gaston, astonished. "How?"

"Nothing is impossible for God," she replied. "He delivers the wounded, the sick, the ill-treated, and the blind children of his father, he will be bringing home the son you never known."

"Clarise, that's wonderful news!" he replied, hugging her. "Oh, my beautiful angel. Rejoice and be glad, there will be no more tears, our son will come home soon. And he will arise from his slumber. Merry Christmas, my love."

Bring Him Home

(Sung by Luke Evans as Gaston-Father Time)

Gaston(emotionally):

God on high, hear my prayer
In my need, you have always been there
He is young, he's afraid
Let him rest, heaven-blessed
Bring him home
Bring him home
Bring him home.

Gaston(emotionally):

He's like the son I might have known
If God had granted me a son
The summers die, one by one
How soon they fly, on and on
And I am old and will be gone.

Gaston(worried):

Bring him peace, bring him joy
He is young, he is only a boy
You can take, you can give
Let him be, let him live
If I die, let me die
Let him live

Gaston(pleads to the light):

Bring him home
Bring him home
Bring him home.

(end song)

CHAPTER EIGHT

The Family Entertainment has come to Life

Clarise and Gaston looked up into the sky, "I'm sorry I've hid so much from you these past few years. Some were so rough I couldn't explain myself." She replied, she said whimpering the truth. "Aslan and I must work things out, and sometimes everyone doesn't have to know specifically, except to just role with it. Its hard to understand and its not much to discuss."

"Well, I'm glad you told me, it makes me feel very strong and protective." He replied, taking her hand in his. "Whatever the Lord plans, I shall have to learn to respect his answers, even if I don't understand the circumstances. I'll just have to 'role' with it."

"You see, to just 'role' with it," she replied, rubbing against his side. "I knew I could count on you. With so much pressure, I called up for a nanny for the children, and give you some time with the new royal men. I didn't want to worry you, but I still love you."

"Merry Christmas, darling." He replied nipping her chin with his lips. "Mmm, my darling."

"I'm just so happy that the Lord has delivered me from my anxieties and my prayers." Replied Clarise, softly. "I'm not so shaken up and I'm so relieved. I'm very happy I was able to share it with you alone. 'For there's a place for everything, and everything in its place' thank you for taking the time to understand me and respect my loyalty."

"And thank you for being the strongest, little warrior I ever loved." He replied. "Of course, I overlooked other women, but I have always, always loved you."

"My love will never change for you, for no matter how young or no matter how old we are." She replied, faithfully. "We will always stand strong for one another no matter what happens. Love will always conquer all."

"That's right," beamed Gaston, starting to remember his memories. "Love is the key."

"Well, not really, Love is a question mark. The mystery of God's love is the Love of his Son, The Christ One. Love is Christ, the Jesus question." She replied, warmly. "God so loved the world; he gave us his only begotten son. And he was born from a virgin on Christmas day and he died, arose again on Easter. He loves, nurtures, and guides his people. The question is, what is love? The answer is Christ. How you going to live? How you going to love? Jesus Christ, He is the ultimate answer. Why? God brings a man and woman together, through the love and blessing of his son. In Holy Matrimony and the sacraments, Jesus blesses us in one union and someday we shall inherit the Earth and become co-heirs to Heaven. And his kingdom shall have no end. And our descendants will multiply and subdue the Earth, as many descendants as the stars in the sky. The new Adam and Eve, the story of Mother Earth and Father Time."

Clarise and Gaston finished their romantic evening and decided to return to the people. There was a great big waltz and a play at the end of the palace. Finally, once Miss Poppins put the children to bed, Gaston and Clarise were about to rest, until Clarise looked out to the endless skies and the biggest shining star in the north. "What is my love looking at?" said Gaston, as he laid on his bed. "Come in our bed and get warm on this Christmas eve night."

Clarise said a prayer and joined Gaston into bed. "We have many to be thankful for, and that our son, Percival, will be coming home soon." said Clarise. "We have Truth and Aslan, our love, our children and our friends, family, and kingdoms. And a Heavenly Father who loves us, looks out for us, and nurtures his sheep. And now we can relax and sleep together, knowing there is no more harm for over 1,000 years." Gaston cuddled into the warm blankets, and his wife cuddled into her husband's arms. Then they went to sleep on Christmas Eve night. She could hear a sweet woman's voice singing the summed story of the Christmas Noel. (Noel—Chris Tomalin/Lauren Daigle)

Noel

(Sung by Lauren Daigle-background music)

Angel(Lauren):

Love incarnate, love divine
Star and angels gave the sign
Bow to babe on bended knee
The Savior of humanity
Unto us a Child is born
He shall reign forevermore

Angel(Lauren):

Noel, Noel
Come and see what God has done
Noel, Noel
The story of amazing love!
The light of the world, given for us
Noel

Angel(Lauren):

Son of God and Son of man
There before the world began
Born to suffer, born to save
Born to raise us from the grave
Christ the everlasting Lord
He shall reign forevermore

Angel(Lauren):

Noel, Noel
Come and see what God has done
Noel, Noel
The story of amazing love!
The light of the world, given for us
Noel

Angel(Lauren):

Noel, Noel
Come and see what God has done
Noel, Noel
The story of amazing love!
The light of the world, given for us
Noel, Noel.

That Christmas day, at the cabin, there was no snow on the ground. But that didn't stop the children from having fun. Liliana, Peter, and baby Mal woke up and went together downstairs where Miss Poppins was already sitting down with a nice spot of tea by the hearth. "Best wait for your parents, little ones," she replied. "You wouldn't want to open your presents without your parents noticing you first."

"Aye, Miss Poppins," said Peter. "We always wait for Mumma."

Clarise wanted to get up before the children do, but at only 7am, Clarise heard from all the excitement downstairs they already were. "Come on, Mumma," shouted Liliana, holding baby Mal. Liliana carefully handed her unstable baby sister to Miss Poppins. Liliana and Peter waited patiently, and then Clarise sighed. "I'll go get him, but actually Gaston who used to be the early riser, is now the Noel in-sleeper." She replied, giggling. "He may not be ready and pull his little wife in to cuddle before 8 o'clock."

"Oh, Mumma, please do hurry!" pleaded Liliana.

"Alright, alright," she said, sighing. "Here she goes, and I hope he knows its Christmas day already for me to drag him out of bed for the little ones."

Gaston, however, was already up'n adam and he was dressed in his red vest and white blousy shirt, and his red pants. He hadn't had enough time to put up his long black locks, and she came in the nick of Time to see him presently. "Darling, I would hate to bother you, but the children are eager to—" she replied, and before she could say another word, he wrapped her into his arms and smooched her. "Oh? Merry Christmas—Love?"

"Mmm, I could have sworn you were wearing lipstick this morning?" he replied, still licking his lips, hungrily. "Was it—perhaps—Sugar Plum?"

Clarise held her hands over her lips, "Now, Gaston, the children are waiting to open their gifts. When the fun has ended with their presents, and they go outside to play after breakfast and prayers, then we can kiss and mingle for all I care."

"How much do you care?" he asked, opening the door. "I want some more, please."

"L…l-l-later," she stammered, shuddering with a smile. "Please do not keep the children, the baby, and Miss Poppins waiting." And so, Gaston joined in with the family presents, the family breakfast feast, and the children played with their new toys. Peter got a teddy bear and some toy soldiers. Liliana got a new doll and a nutcracker doll, and Baby Mal got a toy rocking horse and a child's baby doll, for she was almost a year old now. Of course, the adults shared hot coca and ate some gingerbread as the children played. And they all lived Happily Ever After.