@SlickAsGaston << old favorite! Where we tried to race to the bottom and back up. Or the other one we came up with when we were messing with those ducks!❞
@SlickAsGaston << hand him the vegetable. It was only after he asked the question of which game was it that he snapped out of it.
❝Oh, uh, y'know, our >>
@SlickAsGaston << but he dazed off oddly quick when petting the horse's mane, it's glimmering black hairs slughtly reminding him of the man trying to >>
@SlickAsGaston << Buddy was such a good horse, and he would be sure to at least acknowledge him for all of his hard work over the years. >>
@SlickAsGaston << like he can without getting an earful from the village!❞
LeFou snickered and gave his horse an apple and a few moments of petting. >>
@SlickAsGaston ❝I bet he thinks we'll do something to him again. Of course, that wouldn't be a good idea, but even if he wanted to lash us, it's not >>
@SlickAsGaston << and caught him in it when he went looking for us?❞
The much shorter man follwed suit, hopping off Buddy and tying him to a smaller, >>
@SlickAsGaston << he hated us! Pppft—His wig got all messed up and in his face! Didn't he make you clean it? And remember that one time you made a net >>
@SlickAsGaston << remembering how handsome Gaston was even as a child made LeFou more than happy.
❝We always got the worst of them because of how much >>
@SlickAsGaston << job right, but he knew the huntsman still needed as much bolstering as possible once they got home, or maybe even here.
Besides, >>
@SlickAsGaston << or he'd try to change the subject.
Back to the present time, LeFou noticed how cheery Gaston already was. Clearly he was doing his >>
@SlickAsGaston And for that, LeFou would be forever greatful. He would probably end up running off to avoid the subject if Gaston did hear. Either that, >>