So, I was bored ... shoot me! As you may I have noticed, I have deleted most of my stories. NOW, I am going to re-upload. But, I am re-writing and getting them checked by my beta, just so you don't read rubbish! If anyone has any suggestions, any requests any ... anything! I am open ... please email me!!!

Alice and Emmett are my favourite characters! What do you want next? Emmett's day, or Alice's day?

Disclaimer; What do I say here? Oh 'I do not own Sailor Moon' WAIT, wrong thing! I don't own Twilight ... I don't own Sailor Moon either ... but that's besides the point ... oh well.

Peace and tranquillity had set around the Cullen's household. Not a sound was made … not one annoying, out of place sound was made.

Edward Cullen, the youngest; in a certain manner, was playing his piano, long fingers expertly tapping on the keys unexpectedly, the softest of motions, creating the softest of sounds. His eyes were shut, closing off the golden hazes in his irises. His lips were brushing against each other, softly whispering a lullaby that he had made for his fiancée. His hair was naturally unkempt, but that was the way he liked it … messy, copper mixing with a slightly darker brown.

Jasper Cullen was sat on his and his wife's bed, legs folded beneath him as he read a book on a war that took place in the 19th century. His eyes, golden and alert were leaping across the words, absorbing them one by one, lips murmuring the words as he went. His desire to kill had lessened and lessened with every day that Isabella Swan-soon-to-be-Cullen had spent the day at the Cullen's. He admired Edward for this, smiling attentively at the thought then.
If only he would have gotten her earlier … Jasper thought quietly, thinking that maybe he would be cured of his thirst by then.
He thought he could hear Edward's chuckle downstairs.

Esme Cullen was outside, tending to the garden. She was normally quick at gardening, but felt no need to rush and so she worked at a human pace, slowly digging up the carrots she had planted … for the pure benefit of the only human that ever entered the Cullen household. Her caramel hair blew slightly in the ever-soft breeze, eyes beady while looking at her flourishing garden. She was thinking about her husband, and how he had been working in his office non-stop all day. That man sure was dedicated to his work! He surely deserved a smile and a hug off his loving wife? That settled it, Esme would go up there … as soon as she had her carrots.

Rosalie Cullen was smiling. She was painting her nails, a light coat of red, just to fill up her free time. She was humming along to a quiet melody as she did it, blowing ever so gently on her nails, grabbing a nail file. Her long blonde hair was pulled back into a pony tail, stands hanging out around her head, giving her a messy-but-organised look about her. Eyes golden, lips red; she was still the image of beauty. Still. To the others, it was normal, but to humans such as Bella, it was still a shock; and Rosalie loved that.

Carlisle yawned. He had been in his office all day, bored stiff! Sometimes, a doctor's work was stupendous! With an aggravated sigh, Carlisle snapped his file shut, pushing a porcelain hand through his ever-blonde hair. The doctor sighed and looked out of his window, seeing the green, green land of Forks. He liked Forks. Forks was where his oldest son had met the love of his life. Isabella.
The door opened slightly, revealing his wife.

"Esme," he muttered, appreciatively.

"Are you OK Carlisle, you've been up here for an awfully long time," Esme said disdainfully, looking at him cautiously.

"I'm fine my love," Carlisle replied, smiling kindly, his cheekbones relaxing.

Esme frowned, scrutinising. "Good," she said absent mindedly.

"Where is Bella today?" Carlisle asked. "Edward is still playing?" he asked.

"She's down at the Quillette reservation. Yes, I think he finds himself awfully bored without Emmett, Alice or Bella around," Esme said, sighing.

"They should be back soon," Carlisle said, shrugging.

As if on cue, a loud crash was heard from the entrance hall. In break-neck speed, five new vampires were in the room too.
Alice Cullen and Emmett Cullen were grinning. Ear to ear.
"We caught a human!" they both grinned, Emmett holding out Bella Swan by the arm.

Did you like it? Yes, it's my first Twilight fanfic ... and I know it probably doesn't add up to ANY of them out there ... but it was fun! Expect more coming your way!

Right, this is only a little fun thing ... it's nothing that I'm going to get too bogged down with ... I'll try and get a new one out here every couple of days or every week at least, but I can't promise much lately.

Please review! God Bless - Niamh Chan x