For anyone who likes Parental Control on MTV, I just randomly thought of using Twilight characters as the dates and stuff. XD I honestly don't know where it came from, but here it is!
Charlie Swan looked at both Edward and Bella, who were sitting formally on the couch. Edward's face looked tense with hidden anger.
"Well, I have something to tell you, Bells," he said, purposefully keeping Edward out of the conversation. Bella nervously squeezed Edward's hand. "Does it really have to be in front of Edward?"
Charlie smiled smugly. "Well, yeah. You know that television show… Parental Control?"
Bella looked completely befuddled. He sighed. "It's that dating show on MTV."
She stood up abruptly. "No, Dad, please don't say what I think you're going to say!"
"We're in the show tomorrow!" Charlie exclaimed cheerfully, ignoring his daughter's protest. "Edward, I'm afraid you'll have to stay here and watch," he added, glancing over at him to watch his reaction. A muscle twitched in Edward's jaw as he gritted his teeth.
"Dad, no this is ridiculous!" Bella cried, getting closer to Edward. "You know I don't want any other options."
"Well, I've got to go meet some potentials down at the station," Charlie said, clearly enjoying the look of disgruntlement on Edward's face.
Bella shot up out of the couch again, still holding onto his hand. "I knew you were planning something when I saw you comb your hair!" she accused. Edward gently pulled her back down to him.
"Don't get yourself so upset, Bella," Edward soothed, though anyone could see he was furious himself. Charlie pointed at him. "See? Bella, this is why I'm doing this! He controls you! You aren't even your own person anymore… you have to constantly consult with your boyfriend." He used boyfriend like a dirty word, shooting bullets at Edward for a second before returning his eyes to Bella. "I'm off to the station…" he decided, standing up and stretching. "I'll see you later," he said offhandedly to Edward. Edward just nodded once, his whole figure tense.
When Charlie left, Bella looked at Edward. "You know I love you," she reminded him, worried that he might be thinking the worse again.
"I love you, too," Edward said, trying to lighten up. Bella reached up and smoothed his brow line, frowning.
"It's only two dates… what's the worse that can happen?"
************AT THE STATION***************
Charlie tapped his papers against the messy office desk he worked at and peered at the first name on the list. His smiled a little when he saw the first name.
"Mike Newton," he called out. Mike looked up anxiously, and then made his way through the chattering crowd of boys.
"Hey," Charlie greeted, grinning. He held out his hand. Mike took it nervously, glancing around. "Nice office you have," he mumbled, sitting down on the folding chair across from Officer Swan's desk.
Charlie smiled. "No need to be nervous," he assured him.
"Yeah," Mike said doubtfully, clenching his hands together.
"So, what do you look for in a girl?" Charlie asked, glancing down at his papers. Mike cleared his throat. "Well… I guess I like a girl with a great personality… a charming smile… well, I just think your daughter is amazing," he blurted, and then pursed his lips, worried he'd said something wrong. Charlie glanced up, a smile still on his face. "Those are words I like to hear!" he exclaimed, grinning. "Two more questions for you.
"What, in your mind, is the best gift to give a girl?"
Mike thought about it, trying to calm his nerves. "I'd give a girl flowers and candy. Traditional, but still k-kind of sweet," he replied, internally scolding himself for stuttering.
Charlie nodded, writing it down.
"Last but not least, what is one trait about you that you think my daughter will like?"
"Well, um," Mike said, desperately looking for an answer. He had to dig deep to find an appropriate one. "I think I've got a more sensitive side than most guys."
Charlie frowned. "You think? You sound a little unsure," he added. Mike swallowed loudly. "Sorry, sir, I'm just a little – um, intimidated I guess."
"Finally!" Charlie exclaimed, a grin on his face, "a boy that is intimidated by the father! Alright, you're good to leave."
"Thanks," Mike said, exhaling. He stood up, tripping slightly over the floor on his way out.
"Next is… Dan Gardener?"
The rest of the day followed a similar pattern. Charlie had a group of boys in mind when he called the last guy in. He was thrilled to see who it was.
"Jake, you're up!"
Jacob Black grinned, standing up. He was nearly half a foot taller than Charlie, dressed in the usual – oil splattered jeans and a muscle shirt. "Finally," he crowed, sitting casually in the old chair in front of him.
"I was just thinking the same thing," Charlie admitted.
"Well, shoot me the questions!"
"Nah," Charlie said, "you're okay to leave."
For a moment, Jacob was stunned. "You asked all of the other guys three questions."
Charlie glanced around and then leaned in. "Well, I'm not allowed to tell any of you if you're in or not, so you can see I certainly can't tell you." He winked, and Jacob nodded, a smile spreading over his russet skin. "Ah… well, I hope to hear from you soon… sir," he added as an afterthought, smirking. Charlie took his hand and they shook before Jacob left the room.
The decision was easy as pie as to who would make the final two.
Like the idea? Comment, I'll post the next chapter soon. I'm still deciding if I want to make separate chapters for each date or not. What do you think?