Perfect
A one-shot I guess
A short one-shot I guess, but I'll divide it into chapters. Just a random thought I had. Umm…
Disclaimer: My name is not Stephenie Meyer, therefore I am not the owner of Twilight.
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Here I was, watching Edward once again, playing the piano. I hadn't been over for too long, but I'd forgotten my breakfast I was in such a hurry to get away from the house. Charlie was finally getting into the spirit of the whole wedding thing, and it was kinda scary. With an agreement from Alice that the day would have nothing to do with the wedding, Edward "showed up" and brought me over. Not sure of what to do to pass the time, he'd been playing the piano for a while now. My thoughts constantly drifted, as fickle as the notes he played. I finally reached one nagging deliberation.
He did everything so flawlessly that it was beginning to drive me crazy!
Wasn't there something that he couldn't do?
At that moment I realized how I would spend this day.
"I'm liking the looks of this, Bella."
I turned to see Alice come into the room, grinning wickedly. The music ended abruptly as Edward's attention shifted, although I would've figured that he would at least have ended smoothly.
"Well I don't. Knowing that song playing through your head…you won't be able to keep it from me long, you know." Edward grumbled.
"I wouldn't be so sure about that," Alice said, raising an eyebrow. Edward's expression was tortured, and as a sharp pang of lust enshrouded the room, it twisted and struggled for a few seconds longer and then he disappeared. Jasper entered, bringing a new wave of calm with him.
"Sorry Bella, it was the only way to get rid of him." Jasper apologized, which I waved off.
Silence ensued for a moment as Alice caught 'sight' of something else.
"Don't even think about it!" Alice suddenly yelled.
"What was he-" I began only to be cut off.
"It's not important. Now, back to these plans of yours…"
Ignoring the pair as they sat expectantly on the loveseat, I reviewed what I'd been thinking. Obviously, he was going to be good at singing, although that's be fun to hear…
"Don't go there. You won't like the outcome."
"Which is…?" I inquired, confused.
"You, trying to sing."
I blanched, causing Jasper to chuckle. Another wave of comfort came my way. So I continued to think. Dancing, writing, and sports were obviously out of the question. (He had been, after all, the one to waltz me and my broken leg around Prom, he'd written some of the best stuff I've ever seen (Ok, actually THE best), and I'd seen him play baseball.)
"True, true, but what about something that would work?" Alice mused.
"But I-"
"You made those decisions, but then dismissed them. I still saw them though, since you did have intention of carrying them out at one time."
"Oh," was all I had to say. Cooking…he didn't like my food, so could he make something appealing, let alone
edible, to a human like me? Yeah, that…and maybe drawing? But I was reminded of Alice's sketch of my home in Phoenix…
Alice squealed, "Ooh that's great! But I bet he's…hmmm.." she shut her eyes for a moment, then frowned. "Drawing is out of the question, but the other sounds fine….as long as we don't allow a few things. I can't wait 'till you're indestructible too! Then we'll have so much fun!"
With that, a growl resounded from the third floor.
"Cool it, Edward." Jasper called, his face expressionless.
Before he was even finished, Edward stood before him, blocking me from view. A minute feeling of hunger passed, almost unnoticeably beside the subject we had been discussing. I took it as encouragement.
"It's fine, Edward. By the way, got any food around here? I'm hungry."
He turned around, giving me an incredulous look.
"Do you think we have food for small humans like you?" Emmett asked as he entered, before falling on the couch laughing. The others chuckled along as Rosalie,(who'd been surprisingly well with me lately) rolled her eyes as she sat beside him. Of course, hearing the commotion, Carlisle and Esme came in to join their children.
"So, do you want to go home then?" Edward asked, puzzled.
I didn't need Alice's head-shaking to form my reply. "No way, it's too fun here. And besides, Charlie's home to bombard me with questions until the next game starts."
"So, I'm assuming you want me to pick you up something. What do you want?" he asked, looking slightly uncomfortable. I gave him my puppy-dog eyes.
"Fast-food again? Wouldn't you like to make your fiancé something to eat?"
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