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I'm bored girls and boys….bored..bored..bored…
Here's another installment of our Twilight peeps…
SM owns it all…still.
Chapter Four:
Bella and Charlie: Scoobie Doo Slippers
Charlie's eyes opened to a set of brown ones...and a set of green ones. The eyes and now giggles belonged to Bella and Edward's two little squirts, Emma and Ethan. Twins, though fraternal, they were the bright spot in Charlie's day, ...except at 5am...on Christmas that is.
"Grampa...GRAMPA...wake up..it's time..it's time..." Ethan yelled while tugging on Charlie's arm. "Get up...Santa's comed here, c'mon...wakey wakey Grampa".
Little Emma stood there, smiling shyly and giggled, her hand coming over her mouth. Charlie was in no mood to get up this early. Hell, Bella never even got up this early on Christmas. "I'm sure he's not been here yet, go back to bed, and maybe in a few hours." He tried to shoo them away to no avail.
"Noooooo Grampa...he's been hered, we sawed the empty plate, and dere's presents under da tree." Emma gave Charlie her surprised look and squealed, then put her hands over her mouth again to contain the excitement.
"Just where are your parents at?" Charlie wanted to pass the buck badly, and this was the right moment to do it.
Ethan took the lead. There was no way Grampa was getting out of this. "Daddy said last night..."Makes sure you get Gramps ups firsted. It's his house, he will be sored if you don't."
"They are sleeping, and the door's locked Grampa..and we don't wants you sored. So you have to come down, cause we can't go down there unless you do...mommy said."
Charlie knew when he had been had...and he chuckled to himself. I should have talked to them before mom and dad did...damn smart son in law. "OK, we'll go, but you can't open any until mom and dad come down...got it? You can have your stockings, but that's it."
The twins huffed and dropped their shoulders, but agreed. Anything to get the old man a movin' so they could plunder their bounty.
As they walked by Edward and Bella's room, they heard the bed creak and a muffled moan.
"Oh...daddy's awake Em, let's go get him" Ethan got excited and started for the door.
"Nah...I don't think so Eth...I think he's just having a bad dream or something" Charlie quickly steered the kids down the hall and away from the door.
They made it downstairs in record time. Charlie's old farmhouse on the outskirts of New Haven was like a dream come true. When Edward had transferred to Yale to accept a position in the music department, Bella didn't want to leave Charlie behind in Washington. Charlie agreed, since he was retired, he made the move with them. He loved the 10 acres that came with the house, the apple orchard and the huge garden. It gave him a lot to do most of the year, and Bella with her family lived only 20 minutes away near the campus.
The twins had only been a year old when they moved, and Charlie was a great fill in babysitter. The arrangement worked well for all. Each had their own room when they came to stay, and Charlie re did the kitchen just for Bella and Christmas; His favorite holiday. Last year, they'd even had Esme and Carlisle, as it was Edward's turn for the parents and the house was huge.
Charlie turned on the tree lights and went to start coffee. He heard the excited giggles as the twins reached out for their stockings on the mantle. He'd purposely kept the fireplace unlit, knowing they would grab and growl. As the coffee brewed, he could hear their rants and gasps of surprise over what was in the stockings. Bella and Edward had filled them, but Grampa...had added some special things just for them. Tell me I can't spoil my grandbabies...I don't think so...and if you two would stop googly eyeing each other, you would have seen me put the treats in their stockings...HA HA HA...jokes on you, as soon as they eat them, they are getting your asses out of bed and mine is going back in!...
Charlie heard the familiar wrap of the treat being crinkled as it was opened...and then he heard mouth filled conversation.
"OH Emma...dis is good stuff. Santa always tinks to give us dis...but mommy never does."
"I know brover...dese are yummy...I just love...love rice krispies treats covered in chocowate."
"Dey are so big Emma...like way big building big"
"Ya...up to da sky big Eth...oh...oh...my tummy hurtes...but just a liddle bit."
Charlie came out with a mug of coffee and two cups of milk. "Hey kiddos...whatcha eating there?" Charlie handed each twin a cup and sat down. They drank it quickly, smiling and wiping their mouths with their sleeves when they were done.
"That's darn good milk isn't it?...Ok, now go put your cups in the sink and throw away the wrappers. Then we can see what else is in your stockings."
Turbo mode had set in with the twins, both of them jumping up and running like hell to the kitchen. It may have been a cruel thing Charlie did to the parents of a certain set of 5 year olds, but hell...said parents shouldn't be playing hide the sausage when Old man grampa was having to get up at 5am...I can't believe they actually finished them this time. Those were bigger than last year. Damn. Glad I'm going back to bed!
Charlie had those rice krispies made at the town's bakery every year for the kids. Usually they were about 2 inches by 2 inches and only an inch or so thick. Not so much to handle, but this year, he'd asked Sue to make them huge. Sue took Charlie's request to heart and the treats were as big as Charlie's hand and about 3 inches thick. Those kids would be holy terrors until about noon, then they would crash...JUST in time for Charlie to sit back and snooze during the game..Yup...wonderful planhe said to himself.
The twins had dumped the contents of their stockings on the floor and were shuffling through them. Emma or Ethan would give an excited squeal once in awhile or they would exchange candy items. Soon, however, they grew restless.
"Ok kiddos...time to wake mom and dad." Charlie said, an ornery glint in his eye. As the twins tore upstairs, he went to retrieve the contraband wrappers and hide them in the burn barrel outside.
Edward and Bella begrudgingly came downstairs and said their Merry Christmas to Charlie as he held out two mugs of coffee.
"Ok you two...have at it." Charlie poised himself with the camera and waited for the flurry to begin.
Ooooos and ahhhhhs were said over each gift before it was tossed aside and another grabbed for, Charlie snapping away all the while.
Before they knew it, the twins were done and it was the adults turn. Charlie opened his gifts quickly and thanked everyone, then gave the camera to Bella.
"Here you go Bells...this old man is going back to bed." Charlie chuckled to himself as he walked up the steps, happy with what was about to occur.
At precisely 9 AM, Charlie awoke, refreshed and satisfied. He was ready to start the day. Bella's cooking could be smelt from upstairs and he was more than ready to sample it for her.
Charlie pulled the covers back and put his feet on the rug to get up and felt something odd. Really odd. As he looked down, he saw slippers attached to his feet. Kid sized slippers...Scooby Doo slippers...attached with duct tape.
"WHAT THE FU..."
"Ah ah ah...don't want to influence the kids now do we Charlie?" Bella was at his door, arms crossed, wicked grin in place.
"Bella..so help me God...who did this?...I will tar and feather Edward...or was it ...YOU?" Charlie was beyond pissed. His pleasant morning was not so pleasant now.
"Guess you'll just have to find out who did it on your own...just like we have no clue who in their right mind would give little children rice krispies treats at 5 am the size of their heads." Bella turned and walked out of the room.
"Oh shit" Charlie murmured to himself...He knew he was had now. Best just face the music and get on with it.
Charlie meandered down the stairs with some difficulty and sat at the kitchen table, contemplating how to remove the slippers without ruining them. As he was figuring it out, Ethan came in with Edward trailing behind.
"Oh Gramps...you is awaked. You like da surprise? "
"What surprise?"
"Da slippers Grampa...I gots a letter in my stocking dat said Grampa likes your slippers so much, and dey don't have dem in his size...so after yous eat dat cookie treat, would you share your slippers with him please. AND...AND...grampa, you know wut?..Dos slippers wouldn't fit, so daddy tol me dat da ducted tape would hold dem on and your feets won't getted cold then." Ethan nodded his head and sat down, so very proud of himself for sharing.
"Thank you Ethan for sharing." Charlie couldn't very well yell at Ethan..the boy was doing what he was told, and he did it gladly.
"Go find your sister kid...give her a hug for me will ya?"
Ethan popped up out of the chair and raced toward the living room. Charlie looked up and saw Edward's face. Charlie had never been afraid of anything ...especially Edward, but the look in Edward's eyes told him he should be.
Edward winked at Charlie and stuck his pointer finger in the air. He licked it and swiped at the air with it, then turned to leave the room. Edward turned quickly back though and said a simple sentence that would set Charlie on edge all day. "Oh and Charlie, you may want to talk to Santa about those treats so early in the morning...cause Santa also asked Emma to share something special too...only it's a secret, and she can't tell you what or when you will find it!"
Charlie watched Edward retreat to the living room, and then heard a chuckle come from deep in that son of a bitch's belly.
