Hey, guys! I'm back with another new Gaston/Lissa sibling fanfic. I don't own BATB.

Hope you guys like this one, and get a few laughs out of it. Reviews are welcome.

Gaston and Lefou's "Widows" scene in the movie stole the film! Let's throw it into a modern version, shall we? Only this time, Lissa finds out!

Sure, Gaston and Lissa aren't kids in this one, but Gaston IS head of the house. But-evil laugh-we all know what younger siblings do when the older one screws something up, don't we? They either blackmail or blab it to everyone.

Well, time for Gaston to experience some little sister I'm-going-to-tell panic!


"We're setting the date! Lucky girl!"

Gaston's sculptured chest puffed up as he sighed with satisfaction at his Instagram, and Facebook posts on his laptop. There was a picture of him and Belle standing at the beach, looking so happy. Belle's face was slightly more pale than their shadowed silhouettes with the sun in the background.

"Ahh. Wait for it…" Gaston boasted to himself. Responses instantly started swarming in. Several Congratulations popped up, and thumb's up's. The triplets and several other girls in Gaston's friend list on the computer typed out sobbing face emojis.

"Uhh...when did that happen?" Lissa typed in. "Belle is at home, helping Maurice while he recovers from knee surgery!" Only a few people responded to Lissa's text and even asked how Maurice was doing. Gaston completely ignored it.

"Why does Belle look so pale when the rest of her is in the shadows?" Lefou typed in.

"Thank goodness!" Lissa cheered. "Someone got it!" She typed in, "It's called photo shopping."

"And by the way, I don't see a ring?" Lefou added.

"The shadows are covering it up, stupid." One of the twins typed in.

"Ohh! Someone is seething with jealousy." Lissa shook her head. "Calm down, Paulette. This post isn't legit."

"Then I still got a chance with him?" Paulette quickly replied.

"Ask him." Lissa answered with a palm-facing avatar sticker.

She turned off her iphone, took another sip of Diet Mountain Dew and walked out of the break room to get back to her books. She was a library assistant at the Villenueve Library, and break time was over! Her best friend Belle usually held a Read-Aloud Character Day for kids with special needs at the library on Tuesdays, but since Maurice had had knee surgery on Friday, she'd taken a break from her regular job to help him recover. Lissa gave a sad smile when she peeked into the little kids' play area. She missed seeing the children's faces light up when Belle entertained them with the books of their choice. "Well, better get back to work." Lissa sighed.


4:30 P.M.

"Only one more hour." Lissa told herself. She loved working in the library, but she'd been here since this morning and was looking forward to going home. Her phone vibrated, but she didn't answer. It kept vibrating, so after she put some books back on their appropriate shelves in the Business section, she went into the restroom and checked her phone. She had three text messages from Gaston.

"Heeeyyyy girrrl…" The first text began.

"What the heck?" Lissa cringed.

"I finish at 5, then we can meet you know where…"

"We didn't have special dinner plans tonight." Lissa frowned, befuddled. "He can't be talking about Belle! She...she wouldn't!"

"It's your lucky night, babe. Just the two of us. You and me! Mostly me." Gaston's very personality seemed to have ingested itself into the keypad on his phone.

"Awkward! Hey, is he even texting me?" Lissa cocked her head. She decided to reply. She typed in some question marks.

"You know….tonight...you and me...at Demure le Villas?" Gaston "reminded" his date.

"Who is this?" Lissa answered, hoping to figure this out.

"That's cute." Gaston chuckled. "I love it when you pretend you don't know me, Lydia."

"WAIT! WHAT? Lydia?!" Lissa gasped, nearly dropping her phone. "Who the heck is Lydia? Whoa, whoa, whoa! Say what now? Who is Lydia?" Lissa was shaking with rage and shock. "Thank God Belle doesn't even like him!

'Whoa! First he harasses my best friend, for like I don't know how many years, pretends he's actually engaged to her! Then come to find out, he's seeing someone else?! WHY am I so surprised at this? Why am I so shocked?'"

Gaston was a huge super model in the city. He had thousands of fangirls from all over, even in other countries. He was pretty difficult not to give a second look to, with his dashing looks, his rippled muscles, and his not so subtle swag. He'd easily risen above all the other male models at the agency he was contracted to, and the girls in the place absolutely fawned over him. His widespread fame had completely gone over his head, straight to his brain. He used it to get his way and believed he could have everything he wanted in life. He wasn't used to being told no.

"Why am I so angry?" Lissa tried to calm herself. "It's not like he and Belle are actually a thing! But...he acts like they are, even though he's dating another girl on the side? Ohh, is he gonna be sorry! Wait until I show this message to all his Insta and FB friends!" She screenshot his texts, so she'd have proof. She started to scroll and tap her Instagram app when a thought lit up inside her brain.

"Wait a minute. Who else knows about this? Or doesn't know about it?" Lissa asked herself. She'd been so angry and ready to tell him off and confront him about it in front of the whole social media community. But now she wondered, was Lydia the only one Gaston was dating? Who was she anyway? And...were there more girls?

If Gaston knew the level of dirt he'd just dug himself under, maybe he'd lose some of that "irresistible" suave and haughtiness. "Whoa! Wait! Wait, wait, wait, wait." Lissa grinned evilly.

"Ooo. This could be fun!"


Uh oh! What do you think she'll do? What do you think she SHOULD do? Play along and drop the bomb on him later or just catch him in the act now? What would YOU do?