Chapter Seven Bearnapper
Lillian
The smell of warm apples and cinnamon was one of my favourite scents. That was one of the few things my late grandmother had given me before she died. She was one of my favourite people in the whole world when I was a little girl. She taught me and Rosalie how to play the piano. She taught me how to bake apple pie. She even gave me my fist teddy bear, Mr. Bear. I know, not very original, but I was four years old. It seemed like a good idea at the time.
"Mmm, that looks amazing. You have to show me that recipe again", Esme said warmly. She was a really nice motherly person. Too bad she ended up with Elliot and Emmett for sons. Jasper and Edward are pretty good guys. They both seem to be really understanding and caring. Edward is kind of old fashioned. He is into classical music. Not that I'm complaining, but not everybody wants to hear Beetoven blarring at two AM.
I walked upstairs to go change my outfit for dinner. However something was missing from my back pack. Mr. Bear!! No! Not my Grammy's bear. "ELLIOT CULLEN!" I screamed out into the hall. Fury raging through my body. Elliot came into the room, with an 'innocent' face. Ha, that's his bluff. He is always up to something. "Where's my bear, Cullen?" I demanded. He gave me a question look, like he was questioning my sanity. "Listen, I have not seen any bears in here in a while. But I can come up with a very friendly penguin" he said walking out of the room. "That's all I have left of my grandmother. It is very important to me. You better return it, or so help me god, I will hurt you in ways you didn't know possible!!"
Elliot
I'll give her, her stupid bear back. I walked into the closet where I had the bear held. However the bear was nowhere to be found. A note rested in it's place caught my attention.
Elliot, I have the bear. To have it returned you must go over to Mike's house, kiss him and get a picture of the kiss. Meet me in the living room at 1AM with the picture and I will bring the bear.
I need to get that bear back. I have two important reasons for doing this. One, the bear us very important. Two, Lillian is scary, way scary then the idea of people thinking I have feelings for a guy. I walked up the road until I reached Mike's house. It took a good thirty minutes to get there. I pulled out my camera and knocked on the door. Mike opened the door and beamed. I kissed him, quickly and akwardly, snapping the picture. Mike's hand went into my hair. I pushed him away and ran away faster then I'd ever ran in my life. Lillian owes me big time.
Bearnapper
Will he do it? I can't wait to post that photo on the internet. It's going on Facebook, Imeem, My Space and YouTube. Elliot won't be able to show his face. I knew it was Elliot who hid the bear when I found it in the coat closet. I was putting the laundry away for Esme when I found it. Oh boy, I finally have him, after all the teasing, I finally own Elliot.
I placed a long black hoodie on, placing the hood over my head. It was finally one o'clock. The bear was tucked under my arm so I had to got the photo first. As Elliot stepped into the room I put my head down for dramatic effect. "Okay, the bear" he demanded quickly. I put my hand out for the photo. Elliot placed a picture of him locking lips with the slimeball Newton. I grinned, took the picture and passed the bear to him. With that I removed the hood and watched as Elliot's face paled. He knows I am a wizard with computers. He stood up and excalimed my name, very loudly and quietly.
"Jasper!"
Short chapter, I know, but it's funny ;) Next chapter will focus on an Bella and Edward story. Next chapter will be Day Three.
