Twick-or-tweat.
"Quil!" a five year old Claire shouts, standing in the middle of a princess-room.
"Yes, Claire-bear?" Quil asks and lifts her up.
"I wanna go twick-or-tweating" Claire says.
"But Claire, trick-or-treating is at Halloween, it's Easter now" Quil says.
"But I wanna" Claire whines.
"We have to wait 'til October Claire-bear" Quil answers.
Claire looks at him and the tears starts falling down her face.
"Claire! Please don't cry sweetie. We can do other stuff. We can watch any movie you want. Please don't cry Claire-bear" Quil begs.
"Wanna twick-or-tweat" Claire sobs.
"But that's in October. We can't do that now. You have to wait. But we can play dress-up" Quil says.
He puts her down on her bed and walks over to the wardrobe where she keeps her dress-up clothes.
"You can dress-up as a fairy" he says and holds out a pair of pink wings.
"No" Claire sobs.
"How about a... cat?" he asks and takes out a cat-costume, including ears and tail.
"No" Claire sobs. "I wanna twick-or-tweat."
"Uhmm... How about you're favourite? A princess?" Quil tries but the only response he gets is a small, unhappy sound.
He steps away from the wardrobe and looks at the small, upset girl on the bed.
"Will you be happy if I give you a cookie?" he asks.
Claire just shakes her head, but at least she's stoped crying.
"Two?" he asks.
She shakes her head again.
"If I give you candy?" he asks.
She shakes her head once more.
"We can watch any movie you'd like" he tries.
"No" she whispers.
"What will make you happy again?" he asks.
"Twick-or-tweating" Claire answers.
"Claire..." he says and then says and then sighs when she gives him puppy-eyes. "Okay, we'll go trick-or-treating, in April."
"Yaay! I will be soo good. Thank you Quil" she smiles and jumps up and down on the bed.
"Anything for you Claire-bear" he says.
Later.
"Are you ready? Do you want me to ring the bell?" Quil asks.
"Yes" Claire answers.
Quil rings the bell.
"Twick-or-tweat!" Claire shouts when the door opens by Embry Call.
"What the..." Embry says and then he looks from the small princess and starts laughing when he sees Quil. "Dude what are you wearing?"
"Zip it" Quil sighs. "She wanted to go trick-or-treating. And you know I can't say no to her."
"Dude you're a freaking fairy! You have pink wings! And a skirt!" Embry laughs.
"Twick-or-tweat" Claire repeats.
"I have to take a picture of this" Embry laughs and goes back inside.
Claire looks up at Quil and he just shrugs.
"Come on smile" Embry says and clicks the camera. "And now one with the princess."
Quil lifts up Claire and Embry clicks the camera again.
"Soo..." Quil says.
"Don't worry, I'll send you the pictures" Embry says as Quil puts Claire down again.
"Twick-or-tweat!" Claire shouts and kicks Embry's leg.
"Oww.... Shit that hurt. Why'd you do that Claire-bear?" Embry asks, holding his leg.
"I said: twick-or-tweat" Claire answers simply.
A/N: Uhmm... I thought I'd try to write one of these and this is the result.
What do you think?
Just ignore the fact that werewolves can't feel much pain and the fact that Claire should get hurt by kicking Embry. This is the way it works in my story =P
So tell me what you think.
Love
Miss Ginny Weasley