A lovely walk in the park is good for anyone [Closed/Active]

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Character(s): Cogsworth & Lumiere
Content: Cogsworth forces Lumiere to get some fresh-air, and so they take a trip to the park. And later everything gets messed up.
Setting: From the Beast's household to a bench nearby.
Time: 12.02pm
Warnings: How bad can it be between these two? ...forget I said that.

"Lumiere, you absolutely must get some fresh-air!" Though the nightmares had dwindled out in the recent, Cogsworth had still been feeling the ware of constant worry and stress that they had brought to him; his thought-pattern had been changed to one that he knew was not pro-active to dwindle on. Of course, being stuck in a house with so little to do (and everything else already done) but  think wasn't good for that 'let's not think about my friends possibly being cursed forever' plan.

And so there Cogsworth stood, shouting at the cocky candelabra. "All matters aside, I am still the head of the household as appointed by the Master, and this is an order!" The Beast hadn't exactly appointed him head of the new household; Cogsworth had assumed (and figured that no-one would know any better) that because it was the same serving staff, he would have kept his job for the new household. 

He hoped that Lumiere would listen to him for once; Cogsworth knew that this would be good for the both of them, and- as much as Cogsworth was not so fond of Lumiere and his ways at times- he had been cooped up for all those years too... He knew that fresh-air was a godsend.

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[burningamour]

Lumiere could not tell whether Cogsworth had meant to tease him or if it had simply been case of poor wording on his part. Of course he had not taken a walk in the park. Though, he had been fortunate enough to join the prince and Belle for a picnic there once. The girl had told the most fascinating story about three sons and a beautiful peach orchard. But what had been even more marvellous about the trip was that it had marked the beginning of something more between the prince and Belle. Lumiere briefly smiled at the memory before reminded of the matter at hand.

“Walk?” the candelabra could not help but laugh, choosing to tease the poor man. “A waddle, perhaps, with you.”