Disclaimer: I own nothing, but the awesome word phoop. (pronounced foop)
Alice POV
I was sitting with Jasper, Edward, and Bella on the couch when a memory like vision suddenly took over my 'sight.'
I was entering a room that held a small fragile looking old woman sitting on an overstuffed couch, reading. I spotted the old woman and skipped over to her; I stood waiting for a moment before she looked up from her book.
"Mary Alice, what are you up to?" She asked noticing the twinkle in my eye.
"Nothing…" I answered rocking forward and back on my feet. All was silent for about twenty seconds before I burst.
"Grammy, do you have anymore of the yummy smelly phoop?" I asked my green eyes wide and innocent. Grammy sighed and reached for her bag; she dug around for a moment before pulling out a small bottle.
"Before I give this to you, I want to know why you call my lotion phoop." My eyes sparkled with excitement.
"It makes a phoop sound when it comes out of its case." My Grammy laughed and motioned for me to hold out my hand; I did so obediently. The lotion came out with a small phoop sound that made me giggle. I brought my hand that held the small dollop of lotion to my nose and inhaled deeply; ah…crisp fall apples.
I laughed as the 'vision' ended. Edward looked at me and started laughing before he told Jasper and Bella of my memory. Some one else must have heard the story because about an hour after I went to my bedroom and on my nightstand was a small candle, no note to be seen. I opened the candle and inhaled deeply. Just like in my memory it smelled of crisp fall apple.
I smiled and put it down.