Chapter 3:
I'm really excited about today. Rosalie came home from "hiking" and she said that she'd come and see Eddy. I mean, she's always been busy doing one thing or another, and she's never even seen him. I've had Eddy for what, three months now? Carlisle saw him about three weeks ago when I brought him over. It was so adorable, Carlisle loved him.
But I'm pretty anxious to how Rosalie will like him. I mean, she has pretty high standards, and once she doesn't like something, she's never going to. She's stubborn, and a critic. But she's also one of my good friends. Of course we've had some rough patches . . . and it was really hard overcoming that. But we did.
I made sure that Eddy's collar was on tight enough so he couldn't wiggle out, and loose enough so he wouldn't choke. Although he's gotten a little older, he's still the same puppy I brought home three months ago. He's also still the same puppy that dragged me around the forest and into a pond. Luckily, I could now laugh at that, and I smiled down at Eddy. His tongue was hanging out, and he had just gotten a hair cut around his eyes, so they looked so much bigger.
Despite the fact that Eddy might pee on Rosalie (he seems to do that to a lot of new people he meets—Edward, Mike, Jessica, and Angela) I thought that he was really going to make a good impression. During the last few months, I have grown very close to this little dog. I don't know how I did, though, in such a short amount of time.
Even Edward has forgiven him! Personally, I didn't think it was possible. I mean, every night that Edward would come and watch me sleep, Eddy would always bark at him, bite him . . . pee on him. But it was an accident. When Edward came through the window, it startled the poor little pup.
I gave Eddy a kiss on the head and heard the doorbell ring. Eddy barked and ran to the door, I followed behind. And as I scooted him out of the way of the door, I opened it, and saw Rosalie, annoyed, on the doorstep. "Can't stay long," she said as she walked in, avoiding Eddy.
"Oh," is all I said before Rose looked at Eddy, her nose crinkled in disgust.
"Is that him?" She looked the dog over.
I nodded, waiting to hear what she thought.
"He has split ends."
"Uh . . ."
"And his collar is . . ." she couldn't finish her sentence, and with her three inch heels, she walked over to him, scooped him up (although he's gotten to be about seventy pounds) and walked out the front door.
"Rose!" I ran after her.
She turned to me, "I'll be right back."
I nodded, still a little confused, and Rose got in her car with Eddy, and drove off.
ROSALIE'S POV
This dog needs conditioner, and he needs it fast. As I parked the car into the garage, and took Eddy out, I stomped into the house. Esme was there, her face curious.
"Rose?"
"Can't talk, Esme. We've got an emergency."
I walked down the hallway, and Alice met me at the steps.
"Thank God someone is doing something about this dog."
I nodded firmly. "Do you still have that horse shampoo?"
She nodded as well, and we walked up the stairs to my room. I shut the door so there'd be no distractions, and sauntered into my bathroom with Eddy. I put him in my bathtub. "Alice," I looked at her, assuming she knew what to do. She smiled and walked out, coming back twenty seconds later with the horse shampoo.
During the time she was gone, I had already started filling up the bathtub with water, and all of my bath beads. Eddy whimpered a few times, but I kept explaining to him that beauty is pain.
Now, as I rinsed him off as thoroughly as I could, Alice handed me the horse shampoo. I poured all of it on his fur, and I rubbed it in as best as I could without breaking his bones. And when his fur was somewhat able to be worked with, I rinsed the shampoo off and reached for my Pantene Conditioner. It was the kind that makes your hair shine.
I rinsed that off, now, as well. And once all the bubbles were off him, I snapped in the air. "Alice! Towel."
She grabbed one off my rack, and handed it to me. I dried him, and set him on my counter. I snapped again. "Scissors."
Alice handed me them, and I began cutting the hair around his paws, and face. And let me tell you, it felt so good to cut off those split ends. After most of them were cut off, I held the scissors up in the air; Alice took them and replaced it with a nail file. I started on his claws.
Once I was finished with the claws, I heard Bella's stupid truck cough from outside. I rolled my eyes, and with my eyes, I told Alice to stay with Eddy while I go downstairs. She nodded and I blurred downstairs, opening the door before she could knock.
"Go. Away." I looked down at Bella.
Her face was confused. "Rose, I . . ." she started, I interrupted.
"Go. Away."
"Bu-"she started again.
"Bella, I don't have a lot of patience, right now. So I can't deal with you. Just. Go. Away."
I shut the door in her face and ran back up stairs to see Alice cutting at Eddy's hair again. "Jeez, that girl's obsessed with this dog," I mumbled and approached them.
She giggled and I grabbed some of my designer perfume from my counter. Alice noticed me.
"Are you sure you should use human perfume on a dog?" She asked.
I stared at her. "Are you questioning me, Alice?"
She held up her hands in surrender, and I sprayed Eddy head to toe. Or to paw . . .?
He smelled decent, so as Alice held him down, I opened his mouth, taking a piece of floss from the drawer, and getting all of the gunk out. Jeez, this poor dog has been living like a barbarian! I winced as I now scraped off some of the plaque with my fingernail.
Now, after his teeth were semi clean, and his breath didn't make me shudder, I bent down and took my straightening iron out of the wooden cabinets and waited impatiently as it heated up. And once it had, I straightened the hair I didn't cut on his tail. After he smelled and looked okay, I walked out of my bathroom and into my room where I opened my top drawer of my dresser, and took out my fleece scarf.
It looked perfect around his neck as his collar.
Now for the next twenty minutes, we obsessed over the little details. And when he was done, me and Alice stepped back to admire our work. He looked absolutely positively perfect.
Eddy's tongue hung out and he laid down on my marble counter.
Alice and I looked at each other and nodded. Our work here is done.
Bella's POV
I can't believe she just slammed the door in my face like that. What was she doing to Eddy? I waited in my truck in front of their house for what seemed like an eternity. But according to the clock, it was about twenty minutes. Rosalie and Alice walked out, with Eddy. At least . . . I think it was Eddy.
Luckily, the rain had died down, so I ran out of my truck and to the porch where they were standing. My eyes were wide. "What did you do?" I asked as I reached for Eddy.
Rosalie turned her back with Eddy defensively, "I did what no one else could do. The impossible." She looked up to the sky all dramatic.
I reached for Eddy again, and this time, she handed him to me. Immediately, though, I had to put him on the ground for he was too heavy. Rose's eyes widened.
"Hey! Pick him up!" Rose demanded. "Don't you dare get him dirty!"
Even though I couldn't, I was too afraid to not, so I bent down to pick him up. But he was already rolling around in the mud. My mouth dropped and I looked to Rosalie and Alice.
They're eyes were wide. Rosalie snarled and twitched her eye. "My work . . ." she whispered, and she fell to her knees. "MY WORK! RUINED!" She looked heavenward.
I ran up to Eddy and pulled him away from the mud. "Uh . . ." I tried harder to drag him away from the mud. "Sorry about this."
I glanced over to Rosalie. Her eyes were closed and she was clutching the bottom of her jacket. Alice was standing up, banging her head on her wall. It made loud thumps.
Looking back down at Eddy sheepishly, I sighed as I saw him, usually brown, now black with mud. Poor dog.
Alice turned around and opened her eyes, and I almost expected them to be red. But they were the usual gold, and she had a forced smile on her face. She stood up. "No," she said through the phony smile. "It's okay; I only put my soul into that." She looked up to the sky, forgetting to mention that she doesn't have a soul. "It's not like I worked h-hard or anything."
Rosalie opened her eyes, not bothering to put on that fake smile. "The dog is mine." She growled.
My eyes widened and I hugged Eddy defensively. But Alice held out her hand to block Rosalie from stepping any farther. "Now Rose, it's okay."
Rosalie let out a breath and glowered at Eddy. "Okay, it's . . ." she breathed. "It's okay. I'm okay."
I nodded as I stared at her . . . wondering if she really was. I'm willing to bet that if she were human, her face would be red, and her mascara would be running because she was crying so hard. I weakly smiled and her, and I nudged Eddy so he would let his tongue hang out again. That's what always gets people to forgive him.
Somehow, he understood, and that adorable tongue popped out. Rosalie seemed unfazed, though, so I got behind Eddy and started in a Scooby-Doo accent, "Sorry. I didn't mean to Rosalie. Forgive me!"
She rolled her eyes. "He messed with my work." She started as she shook her head disappointedly, "Something like that isn't very easy to forgive, you know."
I got out from behind Eddy and stared at her, and then Eddy. "C'mon, look at that little face!" I played with the flab around it.
That made her crack, but she made sure that we wouldn't see it. "Okay, well tell him that he owes me 10 ounces of my five hundred dollar designer perfume."
I smiled and nodded, and then I looked up to Alice. "Um . . . how couldn't you see this coming?"
She rolled her eyes. "I'm sorry, my power isn't as predictable as Edward's."
I smiled at the name and while I thought about where he was, I let go of Eddy and he sprinted and jumped onto Rosalie. She screamed as she looked at her outfit, which looked like it costs more than my house. My eyes widened so much it hurt and I crawled over to where Eddy was trying to give Rose a hug and pulled him off of her. Her clothes were covered in his mud.
I heard Alice gasp in the background, and nervously, I began wiping some of the mud from her pants. She would've snapped Eddy in half, but she was so angry, I don't think she could move.
Now this would be harder to forgive.
