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Here is the 3rd one shot. Hope you enjoy! :) Please read and review!

|Candy Striping|

"I expect you two to present yourself as the wonderful girls that I know you are," Esme spoke as she pulled the vehicle up to the front doors of the hospital. "And you will do as your father tells you. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Ma'am," Alice and Rosalie Cullen said at the same time. They were still being punished for the last few incidents they had stirred up. One being making a scene in a supermarket and the other was manipulating teenage boys into buying them things at the mall. Not to mention, they had lied and told the boys that they mother was a lush and their father was a lazy, couch potato who was out of work.

So today, Alice and Rosalie were going to the hospital, where their father, Dr Carlisle Cullen, worked as Chief Attending. They would be volunteering their time to candy striping as their punishment and also to teach them about community service. Needless to say, neither of the spoiled, teen vampires new what it takes to work in a hospital.

"Girls!" Carlisle greeted his daughters as they trudged into the Emergency Room entrance.

"Hey, Dad," they both said in pathetically, dull voices.

"Cheer up, Girls. If you give this a chance I am sure you will find it rewarding and well worth your time,"

"I'll bet!" Rosalie quipped sarcastically.

"I wouldn't bet on it," Alice said unenthusiastically.

"All right, well…follow me then. I will show you to my office and you can change into your uniforms," Carlisle mentioned and waved his girls towards him with a smile. He was very forgiving and was ready to think that they had learned their lesson and could be good today while working out their punishment.

"Uniforms?" Alice inquired shrilly. She saw her fashion faux pas to come and nearly fell over. "You can't be serious?"

"Oh, I am very serious," Carlisle told his daughter and he handed her a red and white stripped dress, white blouse, white stockings and white shoes. "Now, hop to it,"

Alice moaned and went into his office with Rosalie and shut the door. A few minutes later Carlisle knocked. "Is everything okay in there?" he asked. The door swung open.

"So far from okay I don't think I will every be okay again!" Alice stated dramatically.

"It is not so bad," Carlisle said with an adoring smile, "I think you two look cute!"

"Ugh…cute?" Rosalie moaned. She put her finger in her mouth to imitate her need to gag.

"Let's not be dramatic, Girls. You are here to serve the community. I expect you to be pleasant with the patients. Remember…they are not feeling well so you have to use soft voices and be very gentle and compassionate when you deal with them,"

"Sick people gross me out," Rosalie said as a fact. Carlisle looked upset when she said it so she shrunk down a bit and mouthed, 'sorry' to him. Alice chuckled.

"Oh my," Carlisle sighed to himself, "What I want you to do is to go from room to room and very softly knock on the doors. If someone tells you may enter, then proceed quietly and ask them if they need or want anything. Offer to refill their water jugs, to take away their food trays, to get them another pillow, and so forth,"

"Okay, Daddy," Alice chirped. She was starting to like the idea of being helpful. Rosalie shuddered as an old man walked by slowly, dragging an IV pole with him, his bare bum showing through the back of his hospital gown. Carlisle frowned too.

"Just go," he told his daughters. They obeyed and made their way down the hallway towards the patient rooms. Carlisle watched them to make sure they went in the right direction and then he went into his office to do some paperwork.

After an hour of being good, little, candy stripers, Alice and Rosalie met up again in the hallway. Rosalie came out of one room with a foul expression on her face. Alice hopped to her side.

"What's your problem?" she asked her sister.

"Sick people are gross. That is my problem. And they smell funny. Especially the old ones," Rosalie shared her opinions with her little sister, her nose up in the air.

"Yes, too true!" Alice agreed lightheartedly. There was one room left to attend to so Rosalie and Alice decided to go in together. Rosalie barged in, forgetting to knock. An old man sat up in his bed, startled.

"Hello, Sir. I am Rosalie and this is Alice and we are here to offer you water, food, a pillow?…Oh, I see you have all those things. Sorry to bother you. Have a nice day," Rosalie ran all her sentence together and then she smiled and turned for the door again. Alice wasn't sure what to do, but obviously her sister was not taking candy striping as seriously as she had been. Alice had actually been doing good deeds for the patients she had seen.

"Wait…" said the man. Rosalie stopped and turned on her heals, her smile grew harsh, but she contained her annoyance. "I dropped my magazine. Would you pick it up and pass it to me? I am unable to get out of bed on my own, you see," he asked nicely. Alice smiled, feeling genuinely kind to the old, crippled man. She went to pick up the magazine on the floor by his bedside.

"No, I asked her!" he corrected and Alice stopped. Rosalie huffed and went around Alice to the magazine and bent down. The old man took a long stare at her behind as she bent over and Alice's mouth dropped.

"Why you perverted, old man!" she scolded him, wagging her finger. He smiled like a naughty child. Rosalie caught on to what happened and she rolled up the magazine and swatted him on the head with it. Not too hard, but just to give him a startle.

And a startle it did give him. He clutched his chest and looked, wide eyed, at Rosalie as his monitors started flaring.

"Oh shit!" Rosalie exclaimed and she ran to the door. Alice panicked too, but hit the red button in the wall to call for help before running out of the room behind her sister. They hurried away and stopped when they had turned a corner. They were silent for a while as they listened and watched a team of doctors and nursed rush down the hall to where they had come from.

"Nice going!" Alice smacked her sisters hand, "You just killed a man!"

"What?" Rosalie gasped, "No way! You can't pin this on me. You called him a perverted old man. You saw what he did. He totally deserved a tap on the head. I barely touched him!"

"Well, I can see the future and he doesn't have one anymore!" Alice remarked. They both huddled together by the wall for a moment to regain composure. After a moment, Rosalie looked to Alice and shrugged.

"He was old…probably going to die soon anyway, right?"

"Most likely," Alice said and then nodded once thinking that was a reasonable assessment.

"We tell no one!" Rosalie said in a harsh whisper. Alice nodded.

"My lips are sealed!" she replied and then she changed the topic, "Good…now let's go see the babies!"

Alice dragged Rosalie to the infant room and without asking they snuck inside and began cooing over the cribs.

"Ooo…look at this one. He's pretty," Rosalie sang. Alice came over and touched his cheek.

"So pretty. Oh, don't you just love babies?"

"Yes, they are the most precious of life's gifts," Rosalie said and she leaned towards the baby with a smile. He burped and milk gurgled and spilt from his mouth. She shot her head back, crinkled her nose and said, "Ew…he vomited. Gross!"

Alice giggled and brushed the cheek of another baby in the next crib. All of a sudden, both girls felt a hard, cold hand come down on their shoulder and the looked up to see their father standing behind them.

"Daddy!" Alice greeted him with a smile he did not return.

"What are you two doing in here?" he demanded as she pulled them both out of the nursery. "I was called down by the Betty, the neonatal nurse, saying that she had two beautiful candy stripers gallivanting her nursery unsupervised and they looked an awful lot like my daughters,"

"We didn't know it was restricted, Dad," Rosalie said in her defense.

"Well, of course it is. These are people's babies. They trust the hospital to keep them safe and protected from strangers…including you two!" Carlisle explained to them once they got back into the hallway again.

"We were just petting the babies, Daddy!" Alice said innocently. Carlisle felt like smacking the base of his palm to his forehead in frustration, but he withheld the urge and tried to kept his calm.

"I can't believe this. I can't believe you two can't go one day without getting into trouble. I had a patient die on me from an unexpected heart attack and then to top it all off I find out you two have run off to 'pet' babies, which by the way, Alice, are not zoo animals, and I have to be called down to sort you two out! I just…can't believe it!" Carlisle ranted in a less than calm tone of voice.

"What I can't believe is... that I am wearing this cheap, cotton/polyester blend called a uniform!" Alice said in tune the conversation…or so she thought.

"To my office…NOW!" Carlisle actually raised his voice and held up his finger in the direction of his office, "I am calling your mother to come get you!"

THE END

What did you think? Oh, silly, Alice! Shucks! Hahaa! I love her. 'Petting the babies' ...what a girl that Alice is, eh? ;)

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