He sighed, looking up at him and forcing a fake smile.
"Bonjour Gaston..."
He tried to scooch past him
He sighed, trying to grab his book back
"To my father-now can I please have my book?"
"HF-"
Beau ran to go get it, picking it up and cleaning off the cover. He sighed, placing it back in his basket and going to walk away
He headed back to his father's cottage, letting out an angry huff as he walked home. He went inside and called out
"Papa! I'm home!"
Yes I AM going to ask you to be le french dad-but he's actually niceeeeeeee-
He went over to him-his dad's like-a cooky inventor-
"How is your invention coming along?"
