A/N: Well, hello there Fanfiction. Long time no type, eh? Actually, I type every day, I just never update or upload anything. Anyways, since it's the end of the world I thought I'd put something up. This is kind of like a post-apocalyptic How I Met Your Mother except it's How I Met Your Father. And the kids are willingly listening, haha.
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or any other copyrighted material mentioned
Chapter One: Bedtime Story
Alice's POV
Xanthia jumped up on the bed enthusiastically.
"Tell me, tell me!" she squealed.
She looked so adorable in her floral pyjamas with one of her front teeth missing. Her curls bounced and her cheeks were pink as she begged for me to tell her how the world ended. It seemed like a bit of a dark story to tell an eight-year-old girl so I ignored her request and tucked her in. The next thing I knew, Archie had bounded into the room and jumped on his bed. He was like a little lightning bolt full of energy and determination.
"Momma, c'mon, you promised!" he whined.
I sighed. "I'll tell you when you're older. Now get to sleep,"
"Pleeeeease, Mom! Pleeeeeeeeeeeease!" Xanthia whined.
Archie joined in and I could feel myself weakening under their relentless pleas. I sat on the rocking chair that was between the two beds and looked at both of them seriously.
"This isn't a pleasant story," I warned.
They looked at me with wide, unblinking eyes as they got comfy in their beds. I brushed the hair away from Archie's eyes before I sucked in a breath.
"When I was young, people kept saying that the world would end on December 21st. After that day came and nothing happened, everyone went back to their normal lives. But just because the world didn't end on that day...well, it doesn't mean that the wheels weren't set in motion. In fact, it was precisely one minute after midnight and the very start of December 21st in New Zealand that something happened…
December 21st
Christchurch
New Zealand
"Pass the remote!" the boy shouted at his sister.
"You had the remote for ageees! It's my turn!" she shouted back.
Their voices were heard throughout every corner of the house and even next door where Dr Anderson was working in his basement laboratory. He had long been fired from his spot at the University of Canterbury. He was hoping that his newest development would regain his job and prove to all the scientists wrong. He got his hands on a number of chemicals from a friend at the university and was close to finding a cure for AIDS. As he lowered the vial of clear liquid onto the table, he shakily added three drops of a pink liquid.
One drop
Two drops
Three dr-
A loud crash came from next door and he his hand slipped.
"No! No no no no no!" he roared.
He watched in horror as the vial wobbled and fell onto the floor. He cursed as he tried to pick it up but the shattered glass was letting the chemicals ooze everywhere. It spread across the dusty floor before it found a small drain hole and fell. Right at that moment, Dr Andersons' mother came in and started yelling at him for making a mess. He scrambled furiously for a mop as the liquid fell down and into the sewer.
One drop
Two drops
Three drops
Four…
A/N: Ooooh, ominous! Haha! Don't worry, my first chapters are always much shorter than the other chapters. Anyway, I hoped you liked it. And I don't mean to offend any New Zealanders, I just know that you guys welcome the next day earlier than everyone else. Please review! I'll even give you a shout out or name a character after you if your sweet enough 3 And if you have any good tips or criticisms then I'd love to hear them!
Ciao for now,
:A