Gaston
Gaston continued to flex his muscles this time using both arms. He raised he eyebrows up and down at her while wearing a michevious smile upon his face.
Maurice
Maurice rushed upstairs and grabbed hi tiny leather suitcase from underneath the bed. He grabbe a few random clothes from the dresser, not caring what he picked. He stuffed everything he needed into the bag and close it up. He grabbed a long gray cloak and tied it around himself. Excitedly he ran back to his workshop and loaded up his machine in the cart. The horse was ready to go as Belle had said. Maurice jumped into the seat at the front of the cart and waited for Belle to return.