Gaston: frowns “Perhaps, he wanted to have his nails done as well” scratches his head
Gaston: “Right” puts his arm around her waist “Let’s go then, fam”
Aphro: “Probably… his nails aren’t the greatest either…”
Aphro: “‘Fam’? Really? I thought you’d say something romantic…” frowns
Aphro: “Nevermind then…” moves away from him
Gaston: “What? What did you want me to say?” Gaston frowns, the wheels in his head turning “Fine, then, let’s go pumpink~” he playfully winks and slaps her butt, before heading towards the door, while laughing to himself
It’s a reference to the musical, btw
Aphro: gasps “Well, well, well…”
Son: walks in and sees his dad- you know what i mean
Son: mutters “Please… kill me…” suffers
Aphro: “Wait for me!” runs after Gaston
the family goes to the car with Gaston sitting at the driver’s seat
LeFou obviously joins in, trying to be the barrier between Aphro and Gaston as he clearly isn’t find of her
Son sits down next to him, in the back seat, thinking if he should put bleach in his eyes or not, and just like that the family and LeFou drives away
Gaston: Pumpk- clears throat, as he sees his son’s cringing face Aphro, where’s this spa of yours?
wait is lefou in the car or not-
yes, he sits next to son, and I imagine him having his head between the two seats in front of the car to… well destroy the… hmm… tension between Gaston and Aphro
he one jealous fella ![]()
Aphro: “What were you going to call me, love?” sparkly flirty eyes
LeFou: stare intensifies
I’ll do it one last time I promise but
NO ONE’S ENVY AS LEFOU
WHO’S HEART’S AS HEAVY AS LEFOU
NO ONE’S CRIES HIMSELF TO SLEEP WHEN SHE’S AROUND TON-TON LIKE LEFOU
Gaston: Honey, I can call you many sexy names but do you really want me to say them in public?
LeFou: peers through the chairs, his head more visible for the two, deadly stares intensifies
Son: plugs AirPods in his ears, dying inside
Nuuu
I love your little poems
Aphro: in a flirty voice “Yes… how else will I know that you love me?” innocent eyes ![]()
Aphro: sees LeFou glaring at them through the rear-view mirror “AH!”
Aphro: “LeFou, what are you doing?!” turns around
Gaston: smiles “I think I can show you that in plenty of ways” he puts his hand on her lap, slowly moving it towards the- “AH!” he screams as he spots LeFou; he almost runs over a couple - a skeletony-looking guy and a man with long hair, kissing on the side
LeFou: spots them as well, oh, how much he wants them to be him and Gaston instead
Gaston: “LEFOU ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND! ARE YOU MAD, FOOLISH?!”
LeFou: “I-I’ve just wanted to ask you to turn up the radio’s volume” he adds to himself “as I really don’t want to listen to your pathetic flirting”
omg- is that mikhael and bill?? ![]()
Aphro: blushes “Ah, yes! Are you out of your mind, LeFou?! Ton-Ton could’ve lost control and crashed the car!”
Aphro: “I thought you were used to our ‘pathetic flirting’. Or are you just envious of us? Don’t worry, we’ll find you a woman soon. Or perhaps a man~”
Aphro: turns on the radio and romantic xxx songs play
Yes lmao
Gaston: “I’m sorry LeFou, but to be fair, Aphro picked me, not you. I can see that you may like her. But being jealous is nothing to be ashamed of. I’m sure we will find you a lovely gal!”
LeFou:
LeFou: “what”
Gaston puts his hand back on Aphro’s lap, moving it around to the rhythm of this ~very innocent~ song
Figured xD
Mikhael on the side: “What the- who the fxck drives like this?!” glares at them
Mikhael on the side: “Anyway…” continues kissing Bill
Aphro: “Yes, I’ve heard of this app-thingy called ‘Blender’?” le confused
Aphro: “Oh, no wait, it’s called ‘Tinder’, I think…”
Aphro: glances at Gaston’s hand and smirks
Gaston: “I prefer the old-fashioned way of flirting. But I’m sure that you will court a beautiful girl soon my ~dear~ friend. Unless she sees me first” he laughs
LeFou: internal screaming
Son: confused “Are we there yet?”
Aphro: “If she even gazes at you, I’ll send her straight to Tartarus. Believe me, I’m good friends with Persephone. I think she can arrange something…” le very jealous bxtch
Aphro: “No, Son, hang on for a few more… hours?”
Gaston: “There’s no need to be jealous, although it is rather… exciting, but don’t you worry, Aphro. None of them would be able to be as good as you. They can’t even be compared to you.
LeFou: cringes
Aphro: “I know. No one can be compared to my beauty…”
Aphro: “But… I do have to worry because I have such a handsome husband.” squeezes hand
Gaston: “Yes, I’m quite handsome and intimidating. But as a perfect husband, I’d never cheat on you”