Kill The..Wait Why Are We Here Again?

Kill the Beast! Kill the Beast!

As the peasants began battling the living objects, 

Gaston forced his way past the chaos bounding up 

the grand staircase, quickly looked towards 

the west wing and glanced to the east wing

Kill the Beast! Kill the Beast!

Noticing a significant difference in the light

between the wings

Gaston leaps up the next flight

of stairs towards the east wing

Kill the Beast! Kill the Beast!

He could feel himself getting closer,

The lights became more dim, 

more pieces of furniture destroyed,

following a dull, red, glow eventually 

seeing the wilting rose and a hunched over

Beast covered in a ratty, old shawl  

Kill the beast. Kill the beast.

Filled with anticipation, Gaston hoped

the Beast wouldn’t fight back since Belle

was no where near the castle, there was no

reason for Gaston to be distracted and no

reason for the Beast to defend himself 

Preparing himself to slay the Beast, Gaston spots

a woman out of the corner of his eye, the intention 

in her eyes as menacing as his thoughts 

There was a shift in his mind and oddly, his heart

Kill the..wait who’s she?

Gaston stepped forward his monstrous boot

shoving into the floorboard causing it to creak, 

the woman tilted her chin toward the creak, in terror

and then in awe when she realized who was there 

they almost forgot about the colossal Beast 

hunched over in front of them

The Beast glanced over his left shoulder 

with hesitancy, realizing people were there 

he sighed “get out”  and turned his

head back towards his balcony, spotting Belle

and her father rapidly heading to the front doors

Gaston and the hazel eyed woman glided 

toward each other effortlessly, 

completely ignoring the Beast’s command to “leave”.

Gaston wrapped her up in his arms, 

looked deep into her eyes and whispered

“that gun in your hand, I have the same one above

my fireplace. Want to go see it?” 

Her hair fell out of the ribbon 

holding it up in a bun, as her blonde, 

curly hair fell past her shoulders, 

she leaned closer into him, 

mimicking his tone,she responded, “I’d love to”

Gaston carried her out the east wing,

down the grande staircase,

stealthy moving past all the furniture 

who were celebrating their win of chasing

out the townspeople 

Once out the gate and off the property, 

he put her down and they strolled

hand in hand back towards the little town. 

Staring deep into each other’s eyes to admire

their own reflection, taking a moment to glance

back at the castle and then back to their reflections.

The new couple walked off into the sunrise

telling each other how gorgeous the other was,

all thanks to the glance of a gun loving, beast hunting,

curly haired woman, the Beast, Belle, all the talking objects, 

and even Gaston lived happily ever after.