A/N This idea just randomly came in my head. And I had to get it out as fast as possible. It should be only 3 or 4 chapters. With some maybe citrus. But I would warn you ahead of time. Just depends...sometimes I get a little carried away. Read on :) I only write B/E. So no worries there...

You Want Fries With That?

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Incubus-Megalomaniac

Chapter 1

BPOV

"I heard Carlisle is going to have him follow one of the workers around for a week." Jessica,my off and on friend, said conspiratorially.

"Hmm." Was all I said in response. One thing I'd learned with Jessica is to not take any gossip of hers seriously until I saw the proof with my own eyes. Her sources weren't ever really dependable.

"I'm serious Bella! I heard it with my own ears!" Even this piece of information wasn't enough. Jess claimed to have heard everything with her own ears, like the time she said she heard Linkin Park was coming through Forks on their way to Olympia to do a concert and that they liked to stop at Cullen's Burgers. We both worked double shifts and by the next day at 12 in the afternoon there was still no sign of them.

Like I said…not dependable.

This news she was presenting to me now was even harder to believe. The Cullen family was well known in our small town of Forks, for their exceptionally good looks, money, and for their work in the community.

Carlisle was the founder of Cullen's Burger's and a doctor at Forks hospital. He still managed to stop by everyday just to check up. Esme Cullen, his wife, was beautiful and extremely caring. She was always stopping by to give the workers fresh homemade cookies, or whatever other delectable she'd just made.

They had 5 kids, Emmett, Alice, Rosalie, Jasper, and Edward. They were all adopted and all together. Edward being the only one single. He was also the subject of this current bit of gossip.

There'd been some talk about Carlisle being upset with his youngest son for not making any effort in finding a job or even doing anything but partying. But I couldn't imagine Edward here at Cullen's Burgers, let alone following around one of us. Edward, with his messy bronze locks, and piercing green eyes.

No. There was no way he would be working here.

EPOV

I was awakened by a blinding light and I groaned, rolling over and pulling my sheets over my head.

"No you don't! It's two in the afternoon you have to get up and greet the sun." My mother sang. I pulled my sheet from over my head.

"Hello Sun. Good night Sun." I replaced my sheets firmly over my head.

"No Edward. It is time for you to get up and your father wants to talk to you right now." I could see that I wasn't going to be getting anymore sleep. Fuck. I slowly pulled myself out of my bed.

"All right I'm up. Happy?" I said.

"Very. Now get dressed. He said he wanted to talk to you immediately." My mother said, kissing me on the cheek and attempting to tame my permanent bed head.

I took my shower quickly, reciting the speech my father was going to give me in my head. He'd given it 10 times just in this week alone, and it was only I was walking down the hall I passed by my sister Alice.

"You my dear brother are in trouble and not the usual kind of trouble either." She told me cryptically.

"What did he say Alice?" She just shook her head at me before walking into her room and shutting her door, effectively ending our conversation.

I came into my father's office and sat down in the big chair in front of his desk. "What's up?" I said. Even though I knew exactly what this talk was going to be about. It was always about the same thing, but I had to admit Alice did have me a little worried.

"I tried to give you time to take heed to my words and get yourself a job or at least make some sort of move towards finding one, but seeing as you sleep 12 hours of the day and spend the other 12 out partying and doing God knows what else I was forced to make a move for you." I didn't understand what Carlisle was saying. This wasn't the speech I was used to. Carlisle continued, seeing I wasn't going to interrupt.

"You will be working at the restaurant until you can get responsible enough to get something for yourself. You start today in…" He paused to look at his watch. "30 minutes. I'll take you and pick you up to make sure you stay the entire time." I was shocked. This was not how I expected my day to go. This was the ultimate punishment.

I was still working on finding my voice when we walked out to his car. I still hadn't come up with anything to say as he went through his stack of papers finding a suitable worker to train me. I did though, find my voice when he pulled a sheet from the stack of papers and I heard the name Jessica Stanley.

"NO! Fuck no! Please, anyone but her!" Jessica had had a crush on me for as long as I could remember. No matter how many times I told her I wasn't interested she always seemed to be there licking her dry, thin lips in an effort to seduce me. "Please Carlisle." I pleaded again. "I'll do this work thing just please don't put me with her."

After quick deliberation he nodded and pulled another sheet from the stack. "Isabella Swan it is then." The police chiefs' daughter, of course. She would play the wonderful, obedient angel that would report all my sins to Carlisle. Whatever, anybody was better then Jessica Stanley. I could already see her peeking over the grill, ready to sink her claws into me.

My father left for a moment and came back with a girl I didn't recognize.

"Isabella this is Edward. Edward this is Isabella." It was then that her eyes met mine and I saw the deep brown orbs and knew this was truly the chiefs' daughter. Her long mahogany hair waved softly down her back, and even underneath the ugly red apron all the workers had to wear I could see she has a nice body with just the right amount of curves.

Putting on my most charming smile I extended my hand. "It's nice to meet you Isabella." She met my hand and shook it firmly.

"Call me Bella." Her voice was soft, but it still had an edge to it. I was shocked. Nobody could ever resist me. Maybe she was gay? No I would know. She was probably just shy. I smirked inside. I knew that if anybody could bring her out of her shell it would be me.

"Bella." I repeated, not letting go of her hand. She squeezed it hard, her nails digging in slightly, and looked pointedly at it. I let go chuckling. "Oops."

My father intervened then. "Bella I would like you to show my son Edward here the ropes and make sure he's doing his fair share of work. I want you to report any complaints to me directly tonight when I come back to pick him up. You will also be getting a bonus for doing this. Edward can be a bit of a chore when he wants to be." He looked at me then and saw me massaging my sore hand. "Although from the looks of things you can deal with him just fine yourself." He chuckled and gave her a pat on the back. The traitor. "Have fun kids."

When he turned around I gave him a tasteful, single fingered hand gesture. "I saw that." Carlisle said without turning around.

"I love you too, daddy dearest." I responded, unrepentant.

Bella and I stood there for a second, not saying anything. "So, do I have to wear one of those ugly aprons too?" She rolled her eyes.

"Yes, and come with me." Her voice still had an edge to it.

She opened the door to a closet. "Are you going to have sex with me in the closet? You dirty girl! We've only just met." I grinned at her.

"Shut up and get an apron." She sighed impatiently.

"Is that code for…"

"Just get the damn apron Edward." I liked the way my name sounded when she said it. She was even hotter when she was annoyed. I mock saluted her and marched in to grab one of the hideous aprons. I half thought she was going to close the door and lock me in, but she didn't.

"I'm going to start you off with the fries. They're the easiest thing. Follow me."

BPOV

I was being mean, but I couldn't help it. Right before he and Dr. Cullen walked in Jessica had told me about how he'd hooked up with her and then just completely ignored her. And he had no right to look at me the way he did when we were being introduced, like I was a piece of meat and he was at the slaughter house.

I also didn't like the way the look made me feel. Like he was undressing me with his eyes and I really didn't mind because I was doing the same to him. He was a beautiful man. There was no denying it. But he used his beauty for evil, flaunting it around and fucking anything with a vagina and a semi pretty face. To people like him, the ones that thought we should be thankful they gave us the gift of themselves, we were the common folk that were here to cater to their needs and I wasn't anybody's lap dog.

I'd never felt that way before and it was making me uncomfortable, and when I was uncomfortable I tended to be a little bitchy.

"The first thing you need to understand about frying French fries is that they really don't take long. And if you leave them in too long they will burn and will be inedible."

"Cool so when we finish these you wanna go see a movie or something?" Edward said grinning crookedly at me, making my heart beat erratically.

This is crazy. It's Edward Cullen for Christ's sake. Get a grip Bella. Get. A. Grip.

"No. Now pay attention or you'll get burned with the oil. Not like I would mind." I said the last part under my breath. Edward full on smirked at me making it obvious he'd heard my comment. I shrugged in indifference. "Stay here while I get the chopped potatoes." Edward saluted me again and I was slightly dazed for a minute. It made his shirt lift up slightly and made the v that connected his pubic bone to his hip visible. I imagined myself dipping my tongue into the dips before going lower…

I made myself turn around and get the potatoes. I heard his low chuckle as I was walking away and knew that he hadn't been oblivious to my preoccupation like I was hoping he had been. My face was turning red and I was happy I could have some time to remind myself why he was untouchable.

Edward Cullen is a man-whore. Edward Cullen is a megalomaniac with no regard for anyone else's feelings. Edward Cullen is an egotistical douche. I repeated this like a mantra and finally felt in control of my emotions.

I quickly grabbed the bag of chopped up potatoes and returned to Edward, only to find him backed into a corner with Jess batting her eyelashes at him. Before I knew it she launched herself at him. I just stood there in shock. Was it not just 30 minutes ago that she was talking about how mad she was at him for treating her so badly? She was so fickle.

After I watched her make several futile attempts at connecting her lips with his she finally gave up with a huff. She turned around and headed back to her position at the drive-thru window.

"Oh hey Bella! I didn't see you there." Jessica at least had the sense to look embarrassed. I just shook my head at her as she passed. I then turned to Edward disapproval coloring my expression.

"I couldn't help it. She was on me like the zits on her forehead."

I knew she was the one who approached him first but I also couldn't let him talk about her. "Just stay away from her. And could it hurt you to be nice every once in awhile? I mean you have two personalities. You're either Fuckward, or Doucheward. And I'm sick of it. While you're working here under me you're going to have to get off your high horse and come back to reality, because right now you are no different from us. You are Edward Cullen, the fry cook. Now come on and cook the damn fries."

I'd expected some witty reply from him in response to my impromptu rant but there was nothing. I had shocked the Amazing Edward Cullen to silence. That had to go down in the books as a miracle. I could see Jess looking over at us curiously as well as my other friend Angela who seemed to be the only other girl in this town that disliked Edward as much as I did. Angela sent me a thumbs up for telling off Edward and I smiled back slightly.

I was actually feeling a little bad about what I'd said. As I set him up on the fryer, showing him what each of the knobs did and telling him the amount of fries to put in the basket, all I could think about was that he didn't deserve me telling him off like that. I mean he did but I shouldn't have been the one to give it to him. I was in no place to tell him what he was and to practically degrade him.

I knew what I had to do but I walked away without apologizing anyway, effectively showing that I was, in fact a hypocrite. After telling Edward to get off his high horse I couldn't manage to get off my own enough to apologize to him.

Whatever. I joined Angela by the cash registers and a woman came in with 2 little boys. While she was telling Angela her orders one of the little boys took a toy from the younger one, who promptly started crying. The mother turned around to see what the issue was and immediately saw the toy.

"Andrew give the toy back to your brother and apologize." Her voice was stern. The little boy, Andrew, reluctantly gave the toy back, immediately shutting up the younger one. "Now apologize."

"But Mommy," he whined. "It's mine. Why do I have to apologize?" If this wasn't fate, I don't know what the fuck is.

"Just apologize Andrew. It will make you a better person when you're older."

Andrew mumbled an apology and the mother turned around to continue her order. Damn is that the world's way of saying I'm acting like a 6 year old or something? As I turned around and headed back to Edward I had to admit defeat.

"How are those fries going?" I asked in a lame attempt at conversation.

He mumbled a "fine", before returning to the fries.

I took a deep breath and steeled myself for a blow to my pride. "Look Edward, I just wanted to say I'm s..."

"Stop." Edward said cutting me off. I looked at him incredulously. "You don't have to apologize to me. Everything you said was truth and you shouldn't have to say sorry for telling the truth. If anything I should be the one to ask you for forgiveness. I was wrong."

I just stood there speechless.

"So Bella Swan do you except my apology for being Fuckward and Doucheward all the time? I like those by the way." He said with a crooked grin, that made my eyes widen. He was too beautiful.

"Umm. I accept?" It came out sounding like a question. What was this? Edward apologizing? The world has to be coming to an end. Who is this person? Where is Doucheward?

He smiled brilliantly at me. "Great! So you want to go out with me when this is all over? Good I'll pick you up tomorrow at 7." There he is.

I was about to reject him when he put his hand over my mouth. "Shh Bella. Just give in. We'll be going out sooner or later anyway. I'm not the type to give up you know."

I pushed his hand off of my mouth so I could speak. "I know you aren't the type to give up seeing as I've already said no to you twice today. I'm going to say it again though,NO!" I went to turn around but was pulled back by a hand on my arm. Before I knew it his hands were on my hips holding me tightly to him, my back to his chest, and I suppressed a shudder as his lips lightly brushed my ear.

My breathing was becoming labored and I could practically hear him smirking.

"It's going to happen Bella. It's against your best interest to fight it." He lightly nibbled on my ear before letting me go and I walked away without another word. I stumbled slightly and heard him chuckle. I looked at Jessica and saw her glaring daggers at me. I didn't have time to mess with her today. I just rolled my eyes and went to the restroom to splash water on my face.

I had a feeling my face was flaming.

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