My first Twilight fic, er, ficlet. Inspired by eating cherry preserves out of the jar and reading about Kakashi's excuses.
Bella turns around, looking in the direction of the newly renovated kitchen. Since Jacob and his pack were around so much it paid off, instead of constantly having to run out for take-out. Hey, even vampires got sick of running errands.
Something is making the oddest sounds. Bella starts to walk down the upstairs hallway, and then stops. The noises stop as well. Perhaps it was a squirrel? She thinks.
There is was again! Bella listens carefully. Tink, tink, pause, tink. The sounds are so quiet that even a werewolf would have difficulty picking them out. Bella glides closer to the kitchen, curious. As she comes down the stairs, she begins to pick out different notes. Low, low, pause, high, low.
What the heck?
She pauses again to listen. The sounds are quieter than anything but a vampire could make, but none of them had anything to do with the kitchen, and if they did, there was no need to be so quiet about it. The way it sounded was almost, sneaky. The strange sound starts again, and Bella could pick out the sound of metal on glass, then the metal hit... something else. Bella had never heard that particular thing before. She tiptoes across the living room and pauses again when the noises stop.
Then they start again. So does Bella.
They play this little game for a few more rounds until Bella has worked her way to the kitchen door. She peeks into the kitchen.
There is Renesmee, sitting in a chair, carefully eating strawberry jam right out of the jar.
Bella stifles her laughter at the hypocrisy of it all and walks back upstairs.
I know it's just a snippet, but please please review!!
