Stanley & his fool

Chapter 1: the realization

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Hello, Welcome to my Fic, this is my first fan fiction. and iv'e been throwing around ideas in my head for a while and i can't wait for you guys to read it

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LeFou was always different from all the other guys in the village, he was more emotional and caring, LeFou was kinder and almost feminine. Stanley had always admired LeFous free will and optimistic view on life, and although Stanley had never gotten the nerve to talk to Lefou Stanley couldn't help but feel that there was a connection between them.

Ever since Gaston and the rest of the crew came back from the draft , Stanley started to realize that LeFou was acting differently around Gaston and the gang, LeFou became less free and more dependent on Gaston, following Gaston and heading too his every will. As if overcome by something Stanley was overcome with a sudden deep depression and Stanley cut out everyone in the village, even his best friends Tom, and Dick, no one really knew why Stanley did this not even Stanley knew why he cut everyone out. Stanley just felt as if the only happy thing in his life was now gone.

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Entry 1,

I never really knew him that well, but as soon as the light he had inside him went dim so did mine. I feel that I can never explain fully how I feel or why I feel this way, personally I don't even know why I feel this way over someone who is practically a stranger to me. I fear that I can never tell people how I feel towards men in an emotional way, for if I do I will most defiantly be forced into some sort of hospital or something even worse.

          I am not one for expressing my feelings but it felts as if the last ray of sunshine was taken from my life. And I now know for certain that he would never love me back, for the old him is now gone and I doubt that he would ever be the same old LeFou I once admired from a far.

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When Stanley started writing these journal entries he felt that he could better hide his emotions. He had created a way to suppress his real feelings, although Stanley still didn't agree with most of the things Gaston and the gang did to people, Stanley just suppressed his feelings in a journal entry. The only thing that really stirred up emotion from Stanley anymore was when people referred to him, tom, and dick as Gastons 'Hench Men'. the word made Stanley feel angry, because it was as if people just saw him as a brainless, emotionless monster that had no control over his own life. And somehow Stanley had convinced himself that it wasn't like that.

It was a Crowded night in the tavern as per usual, and him, Tom, and Dick sat at the bar in the back of the tavern. Tom and Dick were babbling on about their latest female interests, who really knew, Stanley wasn't paying much attention he was staring down at the oats gathered at the bottom of his mug of beer, as he spun them around he started to drift into his thoughts.

Tom, realizing that Stanley was drifting off shoved his elbow into Stanley's arm "so Stan, do you have eyes on any particular lady?" Stanley being jolted back by the shove, was hesitant to answer him. "well...um...i don't really.... well not...NO" Stanley returned to staring off into the oats on the bottom of his mug. Pretending that Toms question was never asked.

When Stanley heard the music, his heart jumped back to life, he looked up and his eyes sparkled, but when Gaston turned toward the bar where Tom, Dick, and Stanley were sitting, that's when Stanley quickly looked away to hide his feelings. It was as if for the first-time Stanley felt the mood of the tavern change, as LeFou sang and danced around the tavern Stanley felt that he could be free to be himself because people's eyes weren't on him but instead on LeFou and Gaston. And when LeFou jumped onto the bar and threw his arm around him, Stanley's heart jumped. It was the first time Stan felt contact with LeFou and his heart was racing, Stanley's cheeks blushed as LeFou sat on the bar, Stan licked his lips and started to sing along hoping that no one saw how red his cheeks were getting just seeing LeFou being his old self again brought Stanley back to a time where he felt truly happy. Stanley felt as if he were on a high.

That high continued all night, when LeFou attempted to spell out Gaston's name and Stanley felt a real attachment towards LeFou. Everyone in the Tavern was judging him and Stanley found a way into LeFou's life. After the eye contact they made that night Stanley felt that he could do anything.