Okay so my utterly disturbed mind thought about this silly silly idea, and I just had to write it.
Summary: Have you ever wondered what would happen if the Cullens turned their favourite singers to immortals? It's a quiet afternoon in the Cullen mansion. Or is it? What will Edward discover when he runs upstairs to his disturbingly tranquil siblings?
VERY IMPORTANT: Just so you know, I have nothing against the singer here mentioned, so please don't insult or leave hate reviews, cause those will be deleted. Okay? It's just healthy fun... No offense intended, and I'm sorry if anyone takes it personally, cause it's not. Seriously, I picked her just as I could've picked anyone else. She was just the first name that came to my mind.
With that cleared up, I invite you to read on.
This is set BEFORE the Twilight series.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or the singer here mentioned.
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It was another quiet day down in the Cullen Mansion. Edward was playing his piano calmly and lost in his thoughts.
He sighed. Everything was so peaceful and tranquil.
His fingers stopped on the ivory keyboard of the grand piano as one of his eyebrows cocked up.
Quiet? Since when the Cullen mansion was a quiet place?
He brought his pale hands back to his lap, and stood still in the piano bench. His overly developed ears strained to hear a sound, any sound inside the house. Nothing. Completely quiet –even so that a human could stand still in the middle of the dinning room and hear a pin falling in the other end of the house.
He sniffed the still air and ran upstairs to the scent of his brothers. He remembered Carlisle, Esme and Rosalie letting him know they would leave to hunt. Which left him to Emmett, Jasper and Alice.
He stood in front of the dark rouble door of Alice's and Jasper's room, and before he could touch the door knob, Alice kicked the door open, making him jump back to the other side of the hallway. He looked bewildered at the beaming pixie standing on the door.
"Edward." She started in a serious tone. He tried to read her thoughts but found nothing but clothing and designers in her mind. "I have the pleasure to introduce you…" She stepped aside from the door then and Edward glanced inside the room and gasped. "To the pop diva…"
"Britney Spears?!" Edward screeched, eyeing the pale, crimson-eyed popstar standing in the middle of the room, in a glistening little stool.
Emmet snickered beside the smiling blonde, while Jasper choke in his laughter over the bed. "Birthday gift for Rosie. Pretty cool huh?"
"You turned Britney Spears into a vampire?!" Edward squealed.
The blonde giggled and fastened a microphone to her ear, winking her right crimson eye to Edward. He made a face and the diva giggled again and spoke in a beautiful voice.
"Dunno what happened, but suddenly I woke up and I was prettier and Oh, oh, oh, look! I can actually sing!"
"Oh shit, you turned Britney Spears into a vampire." He stated now, wide eyed, as the singer took a deep breath. "An immortal vampire."
My loneliness is killin' me
I must confess I still believe
When I'm not with you I lose my mind
Give me a sign,
Hit me baby one more time!
"AAAAAAH!" Edward ran out of the room sprinting to the woods. Maybe it wasn't too late to join the Denali family and get far, far away. After this, Tanya didn't seem half as bad as before.