Grounded?
a/n: hey everyone! I'm so sorry i couldn't get this up sooner. I've been really busy with school. Plus I had a huge writers block. In the last chapter, i said that this would be the last chapter and it would be short. Well, i lied. This chapter is the longest yet and i will have a few more chapters. I'm not sure how many more though. The next few chapters will not come so often because of school. Sorry! I would like thank anyone who has reviewed my story, thank you all so much! Anyway, here is the long awaited fourth chapter!
disclaimer: i still don't own Twilight
Chapter 4: Pranks: Day 1
Bella's pov
"Hey, Bella, can I come over for a few minutes?" Alice inquires, "I need to talk to you."
"Sure." I reply.
(Back at Bella's House)
"What do you want to talk about, Alice?" I ask.
"Well, first I want to let you know why you were so calm when Edward got his punishment. That was Jasper. If you had interfered, his punishment would be different. And you won't want to miss what happens to Edward. It's hilarious."
"That makes sense. I wondered why I didn't feel like arguing with Carlisle. Exactly why did Jasper do it, though?" I question.
"Well, I asked him to." She says with a tone that says that I should have known that.
"But why did you ask him?" I demand.
"Oh, you'll find out soon enough." She answers with and evil glint in her eye.
"Why do you keep saying that, Alice?! It's getting really annoying!"
"Well, I don't want to ruin the surprise."
"Fine," I mutter.
"I'd better get going. I'll be back later to explain everything. See you then!" Alice tells me while walking towards the door.
'Man, sometimes she really gets on my nerves. Now, what to do until she comes back?'
I go upstairs to finish what little homework I have left. When I finish that, I check my email. I find a long letter from Renée. I read it and go about writing about every detail and writhing about my week (excluding Edward getting grounded and such). When I'm done with that, I hear a knock on the door. I look out the window to see Alice.
"Perfect timing, Alice," I say as I walk down the stairs, knowing she can hear me fine.
"Why, thank you." She says when I open the door.
"So, Alice, what is going on?"
"First, I have to show you something."
Alice starts up the stairs towards my room. When she gets there, she begins to set up a bunch of wires and a screen.
"Um, Alice? What are those for?"
"These," she says, gesturing to the mess of wires on my desk, "are going to make not seeing Edward much better."
"How?" I ask, interested. The past few hours have been torture. I can't even imagine the rest of the week. I'll take any help I can get.
"Why don't you take a peek?" Alice states.
Following her advice, I turn to look at the screen. I jump back and squeal in surprise. On the screen is my sweet, grounded, Edward, sitting on his couch and listening to Debussy.
"Alice, what did you do?"
"Well, you see, I had a vision and in it Jasper and I wired cameras in Edward's room and hooked them up to a screen in your room."
"Why?"
"Because some things happen that you don't want to miss." Alice answers.
"What happens, Alice!" I cry with impatience.
"Just watch the screen at 6:00 tonight. Then you'll see what happens. I'll come by tomorrow after school to explain what happens tonight. See you then!"
'Grrrr. Sometimes that girl gets on my nerves.' I think.
(6:10 in Bella's room)
'I've been staring at this screen for ten minutes and nothing has happened. Edward's been pacing his room while listening to music. I wonder what's supposed to happen.'
All of a sudden, Jasper, Carlisle, and Esme come into Edward's room with balloons and a few bags of feathers. Without warning, they start to throw the balloons at Edward. When the balloons are gone, they proceed to dump the bags of feathers on Edward. Then they wave to the cameras and run out, leaving Edward covered in syrup and feathers.
"Aaaaaahhhhhhh! I'll get you for this!" Edward screams.
"I'm sorry, Edward, but this is part of your punishment." Esme states calmly.
"What!? That's unfair!"
"It's perfectly fair and you know it. This is your punishment for all of the times you have pranked us. A few times are fine, but if you prank us two to three times a week, then it is time for punishment. Now I suggest you go take a shower." Carlisle scolds.
I'm speechless as I see Edward walk into the bathroom adjoining his room to take a shower. Then I burst out laughing. When Alice said that this would make my life better, she wasn't kidding. I've seen numerous pranks done by Edward for his family, but I've never seen Edward pranked. I have to admit, it's hilarious. I feel somewhat bad for him, but Carlisle is right. Edward really likes to prank his family.
Just then, I see Alice run into the room and wave to me. Then she lopes towards Edward's dresser and take all of his clothes and then she hurries back out. Only when I hear Edward scream do I realize what Alice did.
"ALICE! GIVE ME BACK MY CLOTHES!"
"Never! Mwahahahaha!"
Then Edward comes running out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel and runs to Alice and Jasper's room.
"ALICE! WHERE ARE MY CLOTHES?"
"I'm not telling you! Ha ha!"
"At least give me on outfit!"
"…Fine, just ruin all of my fun. Take it."
"Finally."
Then Edward runs back into his bathroom. When he comes out, he goes about cleaning his room from the syrup and feather incident. When he finishes that, he goes back to listening to music.
After seeing all of this, I start to laugh so hard that I start to cry. When I hear Charlie come down the hall, I scramble to hide the screen and wires without damaging anything. Only then do I see a note from Alice:
Bella,
If you need an explanation for Charlie, just tell him that it's a school project. Not to creative so he'll believe you.
Alice
I scramble to turn off the screen when Charlie comes in.
"Bells? You okay?" Charlie inquires.
"Yeah, dad, I'm fine."
"What was so funny?"
"Oh, I… I just got a really funny email from mom."
"Ok, hey, what's all this stuff for?"
"Oh, this, it's just for a school project."
"Okay. I'm turning in early tonight, so goodnight."
"'Night, dad."
'I'll have to thank Alice for that tomorrow.'
Anxious for something to do, I pack my school bag and start the laundry. When that's done, I head to the living to kill some time. When the hour is late enough, I decide to turn in.
'Tomorrow should be an interesting day,' Is my last thought before I drift off to sleep.
