A/N: Welcome to New Seasons sweet, dear, dear Readers, animal lovers, all those stuff. If you're looking for action, angst, fluff, family, drama, whump you've got it.

The chapters are short from here but they eventually get longer...and by long I mean 4k+ This is only 1k.
Also, because I'm British and I'm writing American Fiction you may find that some words I use are...English and American. It's messed up but, you know. Saying Mom isn't the same as saying Mum, those minute things. Heck, you may not even realize it. Microsoft word thinks it's in America. Sorry to burst your bubble but...

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, I swear.

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4 years Later From The Shape Shifters

*Esme*

"Is it good?" I asked my granddaughter, biting my lip as she tasted the flapjack. Renesmee thought for a little while before she looked up at me and grinned toothily.

"That was delicious Grandma!" she hugged me round the waist tightly. My insides warmed. I kissed her cheek and placed some of the flapjacks on a plate and handed it to her.

"Go give some to your brother, he's in the living room." I told her, smiling.

"Okay Grandma!" she beamed and ran off with the plate in her hands.

I sighed and cleaned the kitchen quickly, only taking a few seconds. Bella and I have been getting together every Wednesday and Friday to make a recipe for the Homeless Children and those in orphanages.

Today was Wednesday, Bella was coming in the afternoon because her and Edward had to go hunting further than their usual hunting grounds; there were more tourists and hikers nowadays.

They had dropped their children off here at 9:00am before leaving and from then I was working on some recipes and distracting Renesmee from fighting with her brother by making her be my assistant chef and taster.

I heard some shouting and sighed, walking into the living room.

*Renesmee*

I ran in the living room where my brother was playing on the PlayStation, I put the plate on the single chair and skipped over to Andy, flicking him with my two fingers.

He jumped up and glared at me, "What do you want?" he muttered, rubbing the spot where I flicked him.

"Grandma made these flapjacks for us, look, take one." I grabbed the plate and gave it to him.

Andy's eyes widened and I heard his tummy growl. "Dad loves flapjacks!" he gasped, taking a handful of flap jacks into his hand.

I pinched his hand, "Not too many! They are not all yours Andy Pandy!" I took it from him and stuck my tongue out.

"Hey don't snatch!" he yelled

"I didn't snatch nothing!" I yelled back.

"Yes you did! Grandma!" he shouted, still trying to reach the basket I held behind me.

"La la la la la!" I sang loudly, trying to drown Andy's accusations from reaching Grandma. Why did he have to ruin everything! I plumped on the chair, crossing my arms as Grandma Esme came into the room.

"What's wrong now?" she asked my brother, I didn't move, just kept staring at the white carpet. Stupid white carpet.

"Nessie snatched the basket from m-"

"I did not!" I yelled.

"Yes you did!"

"You-"

"Stop it!" Grandma Esme raised her voice. We were both silent; Grandma rarely raises her voice with us. We were her little grand-angels.

"Andrew, I told Renesmee to give some flapjacks to you, did you have some?"

"Yes bu-" he muttered.

"Yes, ok, Renesmee did y-look at me" I shook my head stubbornly, glaring at the details in the carpet.

"Renesmee Carlie Masen, look. At. Me." I peeled my eyes off the floor and looked at my Grandma. "Did you snatch the basket off of Andrew?"

I shook my head, but my lip trembled and my eyes pricked. "I-I j-just t-took it f-fast Granny." I pouted my stray curls fell into my face from my loose plait.

Grandma Esme's face softened.

"Don't do it again Ok?" me and my brother nodded at the same time, "And save the flapjacks for your parents, they haven't had any yet."

"Yes grandma" Andy mumbled, sitting back down on the floor.

Grandma Esme went away and I sighed, sitting down next to my brother.

"Sorry for snatching and calling you Andy Pandy" I mumbled, fidgeting with my fingers.

"Yeah, me too, sorry for taking lots." he mumbled back, we looked at each other and blinked...

Before bursting out laughing.

Andrew P.O.V

"Ugh I am sooo bored." I moaned for the...3rd time in...Something minutes. The big hand is on the 5 and the little one is on the...3. Which means...something?

This would be the time when Uncle Emmett would whisper the answer to my ear when Daddy was giving me math lessons. Daddy would always get mad at Uncle Emmett and throw the pen at him. Then I would be doing my math homework rather than going trekking through the woods. I frowned at the ceiling, stupid math.

"Take it Andy!" my sister squealed to me. I rolled over onto my belly and saw the floating PlayStation box in the air. I raised my hands and beckoned it forward to me, the box floated in my direction.

I grinned.

"Put something else in the air!" I giggled as I concentrated on the box, I heard Nessie scurrying around and then a bunch of random stuff flew up, sharing the air space with the box.

"Freeze" I stared intently at the bunch of house stuff.

A weird popping sound echoed through my ears and the stuff had a clear bowl of ice surrounding it.

Nessie giggled and used one of her powers to heat it up, the ice bowl dripped. And a dark patch was slow beginning to be visible on the light carpet.

"Nessie!" I warned her, she looked at the floor and panicked; instantly freezing the circle of frozen stuff again.

"Take it outside!" she hissed at me, dropping the ice bowl into my hands. I squealed and threw it in the air. So cold! I stopped it before it could crash.

My sister and I ran out the back door to the garden, the ice bowl following.

As soon as my feet touched the grass I let it fall, it rolled on the grass, stopping just near by the river.

I heard Grandma calling our names.

Renesmee P.O.V

"Help me melt it!" Andy cried, trying to melt it as quick as he can. I shook my head.

"No, we should just hide it so Grandma won't-"

"What are you doing?"

Uh oh

"Um...we were...ex-para-menting." I explained, glancing at Andy who stopped trying to melt it and stood next to me.

Grandma narrowed her eyes.

"Experimenting with what-" She spotted the dripping ice bowl.

"Oh! The house phone! What is that doing in there? Water makes it break! And why is a door knob in here!" she pulled out lots of things from the melting ice bowl.

"It fell off when I ran past...sorry Grandma" I sniffed, wiping my eyes with the back of my hand.

Grandma just sighed in resignation. She does that a lot when we come over I noticed.

"You're only children, go and play out here for a while but don't take anything from the house!" She scolded us before taking the wet and battered objects inside.

Andy poked me.

"Wanna play cats and wild cats?" he whispered.

I beamed.

A/N: Well this is a short chapter, more fluff than anything else. I didn't write as much on this one as I did on the other one so I'll TRY to do two chapters a day...school's back on tomorrow and all that jazz.

Review to tell me what you think. I got a few plot twists up my sleeve ;)

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