AN: I wasn't part of the challenge, but I'm still following the rules.

Words: 500 [Flash Fiction]
Characters: Alice, Carlisle+Esme, Emmett, Jasper, (Edward+Bella)
Rating: K
Details: All Human

Prompt #1 [Photo of Sleeping boy and girl in vehicle]

"We've been driving for weeks, Dad," Alice complained, staring dully out the window.

The car ride had initially excited her. Evidence of her enthusiasm could be found in the form of three large, hot pink suitcases tucked away in the trunk of their van. Plus, the extra bags she has insisted on packing for the other girls who, despite having rejected her offer, had been coerced into taking anyway.

However, after more than twenty hours of predictable motion sickness, confinement to her seat, and having to listen to Emmett's stupid CD for four hours on repeat, she's finally lost her already too-limited patience.

Carlisle chuckled, not taking his eyes off the road and not seeming the slightly bit frustrated at his eighteen year-old daughter's restlessness. "It's been two days, Alice. And I told you; it's just another hour or two before we reach."

"Remind me why we couldn't have taken a plane again?"

"No flight service, remember? Besides, there's no point booking eight flights for only one week."

"Come on, Ali," Emmett grinned, throwing an arm over her tiny shoulders. Compared to Emmett, she was an ant. "The car ride's all part of the adventure. The family that travels together—"

"Yeah, yeah," Alice interrupted, annoyed. "Stays together, I get it. I'm just saying though; it's been pretty boring sitting in a van for three days straight."

"Two days," Carlisle corrected again. "And it's not like we haven't stopped for the night or rest stops or gas. You're being a little dramatic, honey."

"Must be the car ride," Alice murmured, fanning herself.

Emmett shrugged, returning the intense card game he and Jasper had created with a set of complicated rules. Neither of the boys actually knew what he was doing, but they were also not willing to accept defeat so easily.

"You should've brought something to do."

"Well, I brought my fashion magazines, but there's only so many times you can read them. Besides, I feel sick if I read."

"Talk to Rose, then." Emmett suggested.

Alice peered around her seat to face her friend. The golden-haired beauty was leaning back with headphones in her ears and cucumbers over her eyes. Christ, even in the van, Alice thought, eyeing the ice cooler by her feet…

"Best not disturb Barbie over here," Alice muttered, fully aware of Rosalie's wrath.

"You guys should really keep it down," Esme suddenly piped up from the passenger seat. "They're still sleeping."

Alice glanced back again, tried not to smile, and failed. No matter how disgustingly cheesy everybody teased and claimed them to be, she had to admit, they made a pretty adorable sight.

The newly-engaged were curled up in the far most back seat, both deep asleep. They had scrunched up some blankets to form pillows, and had been contentedly dozing on and off for the past three hours.

Emmett snapped a picture of them from his phone. "Edward will never live this down."

"You know he won't care, right?"

"Yeah, I know. But still."