Hello readers... I think you might have figured out this is a gender bend... I hope you like it because its the first time I'm trying something like this and a disney fanfic, so it will mean the word to me if you leave reviews :) The longer the review the longer the chapter... Anyway thats it and please enjoy... (Also... Thanks jorholic73 for reviewing,you absolutely made my day :D)
Miles away... In a little town, a quiet village, a young man named Beau Chevalier walked out of his house. Beau smiled enjoying the morning's fresh air.
"Everyday like the one before..." he sighed sadly before setting off.
As he walked through the streets, he casually greeted the baker with his tray like always, the barber and the egg seller, completely ignoring the gossip surrounding him...
"Look there he goes..."
"Dazed and distracted can't you tell..."
"He's never part of any crowd..."
" Because his head's up on some cloud..."
Beau couldn't help but snicker... His head wasn't up "on some cloud"... He just believed that there were more exciting things than this provincial life he was leading. Shaking his head, he entered the bookstore.
"Ahh Beau... My favorite customer..." the kindly old storeowner exclaimed happily.
"Morning monsieur... Came to return the book I borrowed..." Beau smiled carefully pulling out the precious book from his shoulder bag.
"Finished already?"
"Well I'm leaving for university in three days... I couldn't afford to put it down... Do you have anything new?"
The owner couldn't help but chuckle.
"Not since yesterday..."
"That's fine.. I'll take... this one..." Beau mumbled handing the old man a well bound book.
"This one? But you've read it twice!"
"Can't help it... It's my favorite..." Beau admitted sheepishly.
"Well... If you like it all that much... It's yours!"
Beau shook his head in surprise.
"But sir..."
"I insist!" the owner protested, shoving it into Beau's arms.
"Well then thank you... Thank you very much!" Beau called as he walked out of the bookstore.
Excited, Beau immediately proceeded to open the book and read it. Before he could even finish the first page, a large, strapping mountain of a man blocked his way.
"Beau!" the man boomed.
"Gaston!" Beau smiled, before grunting heavily as his larger friend patted him heftily on the back.
"Getting stronger I see... Thought I'd be used to it by now, considering you used to do that all the time before you went off on that hunting trip of yours...Welcome back... " Beau joked.
"Right... How long has it been? A year?"
"And a half..." Beau corrected before smiling sadly knowing all too well why his friend had returned.
"I'm sorry about your father..."
Gaston shrugged though the pain in his eyes was all too obvious.
"He was careless... Driving a carriage drunk... Should have known..." he mumbled bitterly.
Beau patted Gaston's back only to have his hand pushed away.
"It's fine really... We weren't even close my father and I... Guinevere was his favorite... Spoiled her rotten..."
"My ears are burning..." came a piercing voice causing the two men to turn around.
Before them stood a tall raven haired woman with an impressive curvaceous figure, sewn into a promiscuous red dress showing off her impressive chest and wasp like waist turning the heads of men everywhere. She smiled voluptuously a predatory like gleam in her ice blue eyes.
"Hi Beau..." she cooed waving her gloved hand affectionately without sparing her older brother a second glance.
"Bonjour Guinevere..." Beau said politely only to have his book snatched from him.
"Guinevere, can I have my book please?" Beau requested trying to hide the annoyance in his voice. Guinevere pouted,
"Oh come on Beau, it's the last time I get to see you again... In a long, so very long time..." she cajoled dramatically.
Beau rolled his eyes but smiled.
"I'm only going to university... I'll be back to see father, you and Gaston in a year or so... Speaking of which..."
Guinevere yawned. "Oh yes my dear brother, owner of the tavern and the new village hunter... Yes yes yes... We're all so so so proud... But enough about him... I want to talk about us..."
Beau gulped nervously while Gaston attempted to hide an amused smirk.
"Us?" Beau repeated skeptically finally snatching his book back. With great gusto, Guinevere draped her arms around the unsuspecting Beau causing the hairs on his neck to prickle uncomfortably...
"Yes us... I never get to see you... You're always at home... or travelling with your father or busy or reading those god awful boring books..."
Beau chuckled.
"Books aren't boring Guinevere... You just need to..."
"What I'm trying to say is... We should spend more time together... So much more time! How about we go to tavern right now and..."
Beau hastily untangled himself from Guinevere and smiled uneasily.
"Guinevere... I'd love to but I have to go back and help my father..."
Guinevere's attractive face became contorted for a second before she threw her head back to cackle. "That old loon? He needs all the help he can get!" she sneered cruelly.
Beau's smile broke apart to be replaced by a stern frown.
"Don't talk about my father that way..." he told a still cackling Guinevere.
"Yeah don' talk about his father that way!" Gaston reprimanded only to be met with more cackles from his sister.
"My father isn't crazy. He's a genius, he's..."
An ear-deafening boom interrupted Beau causing all three of them to turn around. From Beau's house there was a visible trail of smoke seeping out of the windows and the chimney. Worried, Beau quickly ran off while Guinevere smirked knowingly at a bewildered Gaston.
