Edward's Adventure at Sea
Based on characters from the Twilight© by Stephanie Meyers. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. No copyright infringement is intended.
"Happy Birthday Emmett," I said handing him the small wrapped box. Though we hadn't seen him or Rosalie for a while, we decided to celebrate a bit early since there was no telling when they would leave or how long they would be gone. Not that I was complaining, their thoughts very rarely drifted from the carnal bliss they had found together. There were ways to distract them and having parties was one way of doing it.
"Thanks Edward." Emmett tore the box open without removing the paper and the contents fell to the floor. In a flash he retrieved the velvet bag and ripped the seams to get to the object inside.
"Wow," Emmett sputtered. "A gold coin? Hey, Edward, this is real nice of you. It's old, I know that, so where did it come from?" he asked, ignoring its antique patina, rubbing the gold coin between his fingers, destroying said patina.
"A sunken ship," I answered, shaking my head at his lack of appreciation for the age of the coin. I should have known better.
"Wha… How did you find a sunken ship?" he asked, suddenly interested. He rolled the coin between his fingers as he stated at me. His thoughts filled with piles of gold coins waiting for him on the ocean floor.
"A dolphin led me to it," I answered reluctantly.
"A dolphin?" he laughed incredulously, suddenly flipping the gold coin in the air like a movie gangster.
"Yes!" I answered curtly, grimacing as his fingernail made little dents in the antique coin with each flip. Fool that I am, I gave it to him. It was his to do as he willed so I restrained my urge to grab it from the air.
"A flippin' fish?" he asked incredulously.
"Dolphin's are not fish. They are intelligent mammals, so don't go using them for food either," I told and warned him.
"Yuk, why would I do that?" He cringed, thinking of cold fishy blood in his mouth. He found the thought disgusting but he also totally ignored the fact that I said they were intelligent and mammals, warm blooded mammals.
"You would know if you smelled one," I answered. My vivid memory of fighting the temptation as I burned with thirst came crashing through all other thoughts. I was very sure if I had been stuck out at sea for much longer I would know firsthand how it tasted.
"Okay," he sighed, wanting to hear the story but also not wanting to be confused. "Tell me the story from the very beginning. I hate it when you bring something up in the middle that would have been explained if you had just started from the beginning."
I had given Emmett a gold doubloon for his birthday and he wanted to know where I got it. Now I had to explain how I found it. Explaining things to Emmett was sometimes difficult he had so little 'worldly' experience. Even the trips to exotic places that Rosalie had taken him made little impact on him as they were just another place with a bed (or not) to romp with his wife.
Where to start? The beginning… hmmm. Well, this maybe too early but Emmett would like the plane crash story and it did relate. It was how I met the dolphin.
"OK," I said. "No interruptions, okay?
"Sure," he said, as he continued to flip the coin.