The Twilight Twenty-Five

Prompt: #20
Pen Name: TisTaiOre
Pairing/Character(s): Embry & Tiffany Call
Rating: T
Word Count: 446

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Tiffany raised her head at the sound of the front door opening.

"Hey honey, how was school?" She slid the man of meatloaf into the oven while looking towards the living room. There was no answer which was odd. Embry was usually starving when he got home. He would come and chatter to her about his day while snacking on something despite the fact that dinner was already cooking. Instead she found his damp coat on the couch next to his backpack, no Embry in sight. She picked up the coat and headed down the hallway to find her son sprawled across his bed, face buried in his pillow.

"Embry, everything ok?"

"Nts fne," came the mumbled reply. Tiffany sat on the edge of the bed and brushed the long hair back from his face.

"What happened?" Embry sighed and rolled onto his back.

"It's stupid," he muttered as he picked at his shirt. "Jake's dad cancelled the camping trip."

Ah, now she understood. Embry had been looking forward to a weekend of just the guys; the three best friends Embry, Jake and Quil with only Billy for supervision. It was a ten year olds dream and would have been Embry's first time camping. The heavy downpour outside had clearly been the culprit for the cancellation.

"I'm sure Jake's dad will take you guys on a different weekend," Tiffany assured him.

"I know…. it's just" Embry sighed.

"I know." Tiffany smiled and patted his leg. He tried so hard to keep a brave face all the time. Maybe the weather didn't have to ruin the whole weekend.

"Embry can you come help me please?" Tiffany called from the living room several minutes later.

"Mom, what are you doing?" His eyes widened at the mess that she had made of the living room. The couch was pushed away from the wall with the cushions pulled off into a towering pile. Two dining room chairs were behind the couch. Blankets and sheets were piled at her feet.

"Well you guys can't go camping this weekend like you planned, but who says you can't still camp? Here take an end." She shook out the sheet she was holding towards him. Embry grabbed the sheet and just looked at it.

"Are you serious?" he asked quietly. Tiffany had never let all three of them sleepover at their place before.

"Yes, now help me set up the sheet fort and then you can go call Quil and Jake."

"Thank you mom!" Tiffany gasps when Embry flings his arms around her waist in a fierce hug. She smiled and returns the hug, pressing her face into the top of his head.