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"What is it?"

Bella looked down at the round sugary confection in her hand before looking back up at her mate. "It's a jawbreaker."

"Okay..." Jasper said slowly. "And what am I supposed to do with it?"

Bella sighed. "You've been a vampire far too long, Jas. The clue for what you do with it is in the name."

"I break my jaw with it?" he asked sarcastically.

Bella grinned. "That's what we're gonna find out."

He reached out and took it from her hand, frowning down at the color splattered ball like it was the most confusing thing he'd ever seen. "Why?"

"Scientific reasons," Bella answered mysteriously.

"You realize I can't eat this right?" he said as he shifted the jawbreaker in his hand, slightly surprised at its heavy weight. If he tossed it at the window behind Bella, he was certain it'd shatter the pane. Fitting name, he decided wondering how humans could even consider this a treat.

"I don't want you to eat it; I want you to bite it." She tapped the center of the jawbreaker. "Right here."

Jasper shifted his gaze between the candy and the hope in his mate's liquid brown eyes and shrugged, save for anything impossible or illegal (though there have been a few times when he tiptoed the line of that one), there wasn't anything he wouldn't do for his beautiful girl.

Popping half of it in his mouth, he bit down with the same amount of pressure he applied when trying to penetrate a bear's thick fur, gagging when the jawbreaker was neatly cleaved in half and made full contact with his tongue. You'd think being dead – and technically having dead taste buds – would mean that there'd be no taste at all, but sadly it wasn't the case. He'd told Bella once to imagine what an entire fistful of dog crap would taste like and she'd get an idea of what human food tasted like to a vampire.

She had been equally amused and horrified.

He grimaced as well as he could with half of a jawbreaker in his mouth and immediately spat the piece out, handing both halves over to Bella with an, 'are you happy now? look on his face.

She snatched them from his hands, gleefully examining the rings of color that comprised the inside of the jawbreaker. "Awesome," she whispered with a little giggle.

Jasper cocked an amused eyebrow. "Is that all you wanted?"

She nodded. "That's all."

"You ever gonna tell me why?"

"Maybe," she said slyly. "Now scoot," she demanded, making a little shooing motion with her hand.

"You're a little odd, you know that?"

"Of course," Bella replied, shooting him a cheeky smile. "That's why you love me, remember?"

He smirked, "As if I could forget," and strolled lazily from the room, chuckling as he went.

As soon as Jasper disappeared from the room, Bella bent down and placed the halved jawbreaker on the coffee table – face down so they wouldn't roll off. Withdrawing a folded up sheet of paper from her back pocket, she sank down into the couch and reached for the pen that was teetering precariously on the edge of the table. Unfolding the paper, she smoothed it out on the flat surface and eyed the words she had written on top.

BEING A VAMPIRE

Under that were two columns divided into PROS and CONS.

Right under, Spend Eternity with Jasper, in the pro list, she neatly wrote:

Bite a jawbreaker in half.

A/N2: You know, I've always wondered what food tastes like to a vampire. I'm sure most would say tasteless, but I'd like to imagine that it tastes like... well... not good.

And I don't know about you, but I've always secretly desired the power to bit a jawbreaker in half.