Chapter One : A chance meeting, and thinking too much...

Beauty and the Beast

Rating - T

Genre - Love Story and Drama

(( A/N: this story is a spin off like story linked with my other one "The Beautiful Beast" which is in progress. Thanks to appoint given to me by the all famous TrudiRose, I decided not to use the bimbettes as a main part in TBB but sins read have this spin off story so that I could still flesh them out and give them some justice.

please read my other story if you want the full details, other than that I can say this:

Lucille is belles daughter and by this point in time associated positively with Gastons younger brother Avenant. The Bimbettes looked after him when gaston died to fill the void left behind by his death and to take care of him as their own child, and if not, a possible a romantic prospect. That didn't work out for them.

Now... On with the show!

Don't kill me but I have a new OTP for Disney and its not a conventional one

Claudia (the red bimbette with Belles hair style) and LeFou.
In my other story of The Beautiful Beast, I tried to flesh out the bimbettes a whole lot more than they normally are in fan art and gave them each personality.

Laura, the yellow one with Jasmines hair, is truly a bimbette. Utterly stupid and shallow, but overall nice on the surface.

Paula, the green one with Ariels hair is the timely one and the one most likely to make a good mother. She hates being kept waiting and freaks out if things take too long. She can be obsessed over cleanliness too

Claudia, the one with belles hair style. I made her the smart one because in a real life comic book strip, she tricks gaston into thinking that she is belle, and is shown to be able to trick everyone until the very last minute when her sisters find out.

Anyway, that's my reasoning and I am not changing it. I have this really really really soft spot for the idea that she is only PRETENDING to be dumb so that she can attract men and be liked by her sisters and the vast majority.

And to make things complicated, what if the bimbette was in fact in love with the most unthinkable person? How could she live with herself knowing that the one she loved was too ridiculous for her to ever be with her? What if... Finally she gives up and just goes for it?

Stay tuned if you can bear it, and find out !

Please review and follow blah blah blah. I know this wont be very popular XD))

Every girl always dreams of being married young to a handsome husband in a large roomy house, several little kids and a warm little spot in their home town, and for most lucky girls, this is exactly what they got.

Unfortunately this wasn't the case with me and my sisters. We were the three most beautiful and attractive girls in town, but that was about it. Somehow no matter how we tried we never ended up getting that fairy tale ending.

Luckily for me though, with the pressure off to be pretty and popular after so many years and failures, I could finally just forget the facade and just be myself.

I may not be smart or extremely beautiful like Belle was, nor was I ugly and dumb. I guess I'm somewhere in the middle, but its a tricky spot to be in. The truth is, I'm smarter than them, and I always do this annoying thing where I THINK before I act! It's enough to drive me insane! The amount of men I've turned down over a few second thoughts...

My sisters are truly the epitome of a regular girl. They only ever wanted to be recognised for their silky blonde hair, and deep blue eyes and... The stuff in their bodices... And while this is all well and fine I have to admit that after a long time I felt out of place, sighing and swooning over handsome jerks for no reason. If every guy I loved went for some mentally challenged, drab, oddball like Belle or her freaky daughter, then what's the point?

And if that wasn't bad enough, then this next point is well enough to tip it over the scales:

I was already in love with someone who I could never be with.

It wasn't because he fell for an oddball or was too mean to me, as a matter of fact he's the nicest man I have ever met, but I know that we wouldn't be accepted together. It would just be too...

Funny. It isn't the good kind of funny, but the sad, tight feeling in your stomach kind of funny, and boy have I felt that feeling a lot. Every time he'd walk by, I SWEAR I'd pray that Gaston would show up otherwise they'd catch me swooning and sighing for what they'd think was no reason.

Dumb as they may be, they may have figured it out sooner or later and that would be the end of me.

Luckily he was a close friend with him, Gaston that is, as most men in town were at the time, so I got to see him all the time, normally serving him at the tavern while he and the others all talked about how great Gaston was.

So many a time I wanted to remind him that HE was special too, and that HE was great at everything he did and that HE was the one I was pining for.

Ever since "Mr. Incredibly-Perfect" finally met his match (over Belle of all things) I was distraught with the rest of us... Us being my sisters and his few close friends who didn't betray his name after he died.

Why did I get such a complicated life? Why couldn't I just be born the same as my sisters? Why did he have to go and die leaving me to never see... Him again...?

But despite all if that, and all these annoying complex feelings and all this pain, I just can't stop loving him. I think about him all the time. I wonder how he is. And where he is at that...

Taking care of Avenant was a challenge because I felt I wasn't ready for a "new Gaston" just to have him surely abuse me, and use me, and then leave me for once again, an oddball.

I can't read, or write, or dance, I don't know much more aside from how to cook and clean, and sew, and a lot of beauty stuff, but I still suffer this complex inner life. I wish I was dumb, I wish he was handsome enough, tall enough, skilled enough, brave enough... Maybe I actually DO want that classic fairy tale ending. Maybe I just wish I could get it but still be me, and then all this complication wouldn't exist. There wouldn't BE a struggle and I wouldn't BE miserable because I'd be ALLOWED to be smart... Well... Not dumb

And he, oh, he would be allowed to be not the best at everything, and a little silly and funny and gentle... Sometimes I wish I could find him and we could just run away together forever.

Who knows? With Avenant married into the royal family, surely word will spread and he'll come back to the village to see if the rumours are true. Then I'll snatch him up and never let go...

Oh what a silly thought.

But still... Oh LeFou...

Claudia woke up and stretched, staring at the ceiling. She had dreamt of 'him' again. It was beyond her what was going on in her heart, but it was more than she could handle. She sighed at the thought of him, wondering if it would be too long before they'd meet again.

As she got up and got dressed, she couldn't help but hum a little tune she had heard somewhere else before:

Someday, my prince will come

Someday we'll meet again...

She turned and glanced as her sister soon awoke. Only one sister was there after all. Her other sister Paula was always up at the break of dawn, being so timely and all.

In her soft yellow nightdress, Laura shuffled over and smiled at Claudia as she unfolded her usual red dress and began to put it on.

"So Claudia, what did you dream about last night?" She asked innocently as she unfolded her own yellow dress.

Claudia's heart jumped and she smiled, nervously, shrugging and tossing her hair back.

"Oh nothing really, just a bunch of blurry stuff. Nothing exciting." She lied, batting here eyes and leaning her head to the side, a gesture that she often made use of.

Laura stared for a second or two but then shrugged herself and then got dressed.

Claudia sighed in relief and then hurried out of the room. She walked over to the kitchen and then began to set the table for the three of them as Paula began to finish up with the eggs.

She pulled out a fourth plate and then paused, distressed. Avenant was no longer there to serve breakfast to. Not that he'd have eaten it anyway. She rolled her eyes, not upset anymore as she recalled how ungrateful he was.

"All set for breakfast!" She chirped happily as she spied Paula placing the eggs and toast onto the plates set out. She grabbed some forks and then placed them down, sitting and taking her own.

They ate and chattered aimlessly as they planned out their day as usual. Nothing new there aside from what they needed at the market, and which gossip was what around town. Gossip was normally really really interesting to her seeing as although set apart from her sisters emotionally, she DID in fact have a catty side.

As the conversation began to fade and the plates began to be washed, she sighed once more glad that she was not thinking about... Him... Anymore.

Laura glanced at her and cocked her head. That was about the millionth time today she had done that! What on earth was going on?

"Why are you sighing so much?! It's like, really annoying!" She placed her hands on her hips and leaned forward looking closely at her suspicious sister.

Claudia jumped, a bit startled at her inquiry. She stared horrified as is all her life was to end right there and then if something wasn't said in response soon.

"Oh... I'm... Just so tired still! I didn't sleep too well... You know, blurry dreams and everything..." She explained, keeping true to her last lie about the dreams.

Paula joined the conversation...

"Hey, what WERE you dreaming about?! You kept on sighing and saying "so cute!" and other weird stuff like that!" She asked suddenly.

They both stared at her, expecting an answer to her strange behaviour. They were worried about her lately. She had become a little less than normal and was daydreaming, and sighing, and ... God forbid, THINKING!

"Um..." She began. Lost for something to say she looked out the window, hoping that some rogue animal would scare them and distract them from this whole situation.

Not answering their question, she spied the empty egg basket and then her eyes lit up.

"I totally have no idea what's up with me, but I know we need more eggs!" She cried suddenly. She snatched up the basket and then bolted out to the coop.

She smiled and began collecting the little white and brown eggs and thinking of nothing but how glad she was to have gotten out of another interrogation.

After she finished up, it appeared that Paula and Laura had forgotten all about their previous altercation and she was relieved. After that they made their way into town. At first when they started looking after Avevant, people began worrying about them as if they were getting themselves into big big trouble by caring for the rough man, who then was only a teenager, but they loved him dearly, even if it wasn't for anything in particular.

Now that they saw that the man was actually the opposite of what they thought, fit enough for a princess, they began to rumour that the girls had been partially responsible and were often approached for advice on their own unruly kids ever since.

They didn't necessarily give BAD advice, but truth be told, they actually didn't know what they had done. Claudia had assumed that Lucille had knocked some sense into him, just like he did with her, but after ... Ugh... Thinking about it she realised that it HAD been partially their fault. Although a fault, it wasn't.

"Just be patient, tell them about how much you love them, remind them that they hurt you when they do bad things, never give up on them, reward them when they're good..." Those were all some common phrases that she had become accustomed to saying, often thanked heavily, and sometimes, complained to heavily about it later.

But today, the LAST thing on her mind was other people's rowdy and unbearable children!

As they walked into town, they all went separate ways to try and get things done faster. Paula had come up with that idea. The faster the shopping was done, the faster dinner could be made after all.

Of course however, dilly dallying couldn't be help in the bustle and exciting social side of the village. Or to them it was anyway.

Claudia herself was rather intrigued as she stopped to chat with a woman whose daughter was getting married very soon. It was a big party that they had planned and apparently her husband had put off all of the planning to last minute.

She nodded her head furiously at a comment, astounded that something so important had been held off like that! It was unthinkable!

Why if SHE was getting married... Which regrettably she wasn't, she would have everything planned out MONTHS beforehand!

She shook her head but then something caught her eye. She suddenly felt her entire body drain of life, and her eyes widened. Her heart sped up, and her breathing became difficult. She pardoned herself and then fled the market place. She began to hyperventilate and cautiously peeked around the corner.

"No! He can't be here right now!" She cried silently, and she actually felt that she was almost at the verge of tears. She sucked in a big deep breath and then peek a little further.

Sure enough there he was. LeFou was THERE! and only so far away from here, and her sisters WERENT AROUND!

She hadn't seen him in YEARS! And there he was, looking like he hadn't aged a single bit! As a matter of fact, without that jerk Gaston pushing him around all the time, he had actually appeared to have become YOUNGER looking!

She gave in to her fantasy side and absolutely melted at the sight of him, half not caring if he caught her looking at him like that!

He seemed irritated, or at least confused as he quickly but clumsily made his way around the market place. She gasped, almost dramatically as he tripped over another persons leg, as he wasn't watching where he was going, and then fell into a different person, only to be pushed off and then he landed face first into a box of tomatoes. To his dismay, and Claudia's, he was covered in the sticky red fruit. He glanced up horrified at the shop keeper who hadn't noticed yet, clumsily as ever he tried to get up, but fell and slipped time and time again trying to get up.

Claudia had no idea what she was thinking, or why she was daring to do this, but...

She ran through the crowd and tried to get to him before the shop owner noticed. She pushed past a few people, earning a few funny looks, but that could all step aside for now.

He was in trouble!

It seemed like an eternity, but finally only mere seconds before e shop owner turned his head around, she grabbed him by the wrist and with all of her possible strength, yanked him around the corner, with her hand over his mouth so he couldn't give them away,

Her heart was beating as fast as his. They sat that way, awkwardly on the ground around the corner, him still facing away from her. She stared at the top of his head and then around her. No one was there, as could be expected. It was the side of the shop, and everyone was walking past it, not looking in.

Her gaze returned fondly to the man she had just saved and without thinking... For once... She turned him around and with her apron began to wipe the tomato off him. He was still dumbfounded and was even more astonished when he was turned around.

His eyes widened, and they made contact. He felt petrified! Why was this extremely beautiful woman, completely out of nowhere, recusing him from his usual clumsily chaotic disasters?

And to top it off she was actually CLEANING off his FACE! And with her own apron too... It was almost too good to be true.

He stammered a bit, almost too embarrassed to say anything that made sense in any human language, but eventually a few words popped out:

"Thank you!" He squeaked, his voice oddly breaking with nerves.

She paused and then broke into a huge smile and in an instant forgot about all her worries... Suddenly she felt so right, so pretty, so important... Was this how her sisters felt?

"You're welcome! Welcome back into town! You've been gone for so long!" She replied breathlessly, she leaned her head to the side and unconsciously batted her eyes.

He blushed heavily, and then let out a funny, snorting laugh, quickly slapping his hand over his mouth, mortified with his own laugh.

To his amazement, she laughed back, a soft, high, airy laugh that was closer to a giggle. He had always ever seen her doing that around... His heart fell at that, and his moment of ecstasy disappeared.

It was nothing special... She was ALWAYS like this, just like her sisters. He sighed and stood up, unable to take anymore of it.

She noticed his change in mood and raised her brows in alarm. Had she done something wrong? She scrambled, trying to think of what to say, but everything that came to mind as usual, sounded silly or not good enough, but while she was so busy trying to think of what to say... HE LEFT!

"No! WAIT! LeFou!" She cried, leaping up to her feet and then rushing after him. She emerged dramatically back into the streets but then he was gone, lost in the crowds if many people, all much taller than he was. She'd NEVER find him now! Her heart dropped and she felt tears welling up in her eyes.

So close, but yet so far...

She tearfully glanced up at the sky and let a short sob escape her throat. She stood there with her eyes closed, facing upwards, and wishing that she had JUST SAID SOMETHING instead of sitting there THINKING about it like she always did.

Eventually she realised how long it had been, and miserably, she made her way back to the meeting point where her sisters were no doubt waiting for her. Whatever interrogation they had for her this time, she was NOT in the mood for it, but what happens shall happen and she had no control over that.

Would she ever see him again after that?