Hi~ Okay, We've got another great chapter up for you all! Honestly, I'm having a lot of fun writing this stories, and this chapter is no exception. I just love wreaking havok in their poor lives. Especially Edward (as you'll see in this chapter). I especially enjoyed writing the part with Esme and the toy store. ;D Oh and since I forgot to mention it last time, "MyFace" is our version of myspace or facebook, but we weren't sure if we could use either of those names so we made our own. Thanks to everyone who enjoys our story and takes the time to read/review!
All characters are (c) Stephenie Meyer, all candies are (c) their respective companies.
Chapter 7: Bella vs. Carlisle
BPOV
April 4, 2009
I was pacing around my room, grumbling angrily and trying to think up revenge. I knew who was behind this, and I was pissed. This stupid little prank had wasted my entire Saturday. I knew Edward was going hunting today but I had hoped that I could have at least tried to have fun. Watch a movie, go shopping, research new recipes for dinner, something, anything! But no, he had to pull this stupid little stunt. Very subtle of him, too. I was still fuming when I decided to get an early shower. I was exhausted and decided that a shower might help, especially before Charlie came home and Edward stopped by.
And it was there under the soft, warm water of the showerhead that I got the perfect idea for revenge. I laughed a little to myself, delighted with my brilliance. I laughed a little more and before I knew it I found myself cackling evilly.
EPOV
April 4, 2009
Well this sure is a lovely greeting. I come home from hunting and stop by Bella's house hoping to catch a little alone time with my precious love and what kind of reception do I get? An evil cackle coming from the bathroom. I instantly knew that something had happened, I had a feeling that someone in my family had pulled another stupid prank. The only question was who did it?
APOV
April 4, 2009
Oh good, Bella's cackling evilly. That's comforting; the clumsiest, least sneaky person in the world is plotting against us.
BPOV
April 4, 2009
Once I had settled on my revenge idea I just needed to figure out how to put my plan into action. I got dressed and ready quickly and then ran back into my room. I didn't hear the TV on downstairs so Charlie must have still been at work. I started pacing around my room, trying to think up a plan. I was so absorbed in my plans that I didn't notice Edward, who was sprawled out on my bed and watching me with a curious stare.
"Bella, what are you doing?" He finally asked.
I noticed him, screamed, and jumped at least a mile into the air. I stumbled backwards and crashed into my dresser where my lamp toppled over and almost crashed into my head. Luckily my vampire boyfriend had fast reflexes and Edward was able to catch the lamp before it hit me.
"Edward you're a genius," I said, jumping up and throwing my arms around his neck.
Edward examined the lamp in his hands, "Perhaps it did hit you and I just didn't notice."
"No, Edward, you just solved my problem! I know how I can enact my revenge!" I cackled evilly again, just a little laugh.
Edward stared at me, one eyebrow raised. "Mind if I ask why you're planning revenge?"
"You don't know? Oh, well someone in your family has apparently made a MyFace for you and one for me. And then they had the fake you propose to fake me and I accepted. All day long I've had girls calling to congratulate me, guys emailing me about how much they hate me because I didn't choose them, Charlie calling to yell at me, Rosalie and Alice showing up to help me with the wedding, and it's just been crazy for me all day!"
Edward scooped me up into his arms and carried me over to the bed. "I'm so sorry, love. It must have been a tough day for you."
"But tomorrow will be better," I said. "Do you want to go shopping with me? There are some things I need from the store and I think that you might come in handy while I shop." I grinned up at him.
Edward seemed reluctant but he agreed.
APOV
April 4, 2009
I laughed when I saw Bella's plan in my mind. "Oh man, Edward's got such a great girl, even if she is a human. She's a sneaky little one."
EPOV
April 5, 2009
The next morning Bella met me outside of her house. She had told Charlie she was going shopping with friends and would be away for most of the day. She rushed out the front door and nearly dove into my car.
"Drive!" She yelled.
I did as she said, more for the thrill factor she was sure to experience than for any other reason. "The cops are hot on our tails," I joked, "Did you get the money?"
She laughed and held up her bag. "Sorry it doesn't have a big green dollar sign on it." Bella continued to direct me through downtown Forks, telling me to turn at the last possible second and constantly making reckless decisions. I was fine with it but I wondered what had gotten into her. Perhaps this prank war was starting to get to her head. "Pull in there! The grocery store!"
I swerved again and settled us into a parking space. Bella hopped out of the car and grabbed a cart. She looked down at herself, then at the cart, then at me, and continued to do this several more times, her eyes darting in a triangle.
"I can't decide who should ride in the cart," She finally admitted.
"I think-"
"Get in the cart, Eddie."
"Please don't call me Eddie."
"Please get in the cart."
I wanted to argue with her but something told me it would be simpler just to get in the stupid cart. I sighed and climbed in. Bella began pushing me with a small grunt; I doubt pushing vampires in shopping carts was part of her daily exercise program. But she continued to push me without a word.
We got inside the store and she immediately rushed over to the candy section. She started throwing boxes of Fruit by the Foot candies, hard candy sticks, bottles of sour candy spray and candy drinks and was in the middle of debating between mini marshmallows or the regular sized ones when I thought to ask what she was doing.
"It's not important!"
"Bella, why are you suddenly buying so much candy? Is there some new human holiday that promotes this? Last time I checked Halloween was the main candy holiday and that's not for months."
"It's a surprise. I can't have you spoiling the surprise." She threw a few bags of regular sized marshmallows into the cart.
"Oh, are you making a piñata?" Emmett suddenly appeared next to Bella. I wasn't startled but Bella was. She screamed and stumbled back against my cart, which sent me flying down the aisle and towards the back of the store.
"Wee," I said, rather unenthusiastically, as I threw my arms into the air. Bella just stared dumbfounded after me.
"Edward!" She finally yelled.
"Yes?" I replied.
Apparently she wasn't expecting a reply. She continued to stare after me, now even more confused. Finally I hit the back of the store, but instead of hitting a wall or shelves of products, I crashed right through the doors that led to the warehouse. By this point Bella had regained her senses and she had managed to pull me to a stop with Emmett's help. But not before we all spotted Esme glaring at a store employee.
"Where is it? You said it would be here by now," She was shrieking.
"Please calm down, Mrs. Cullen; the shipment will be arriving momentarily. They're just outside but they're still unloading the truck."
"I don't care, just give it to me!"
The employee went running for the back door and returned a few seconds later along with several other men, each of whom were holding large cardboard boxes. They quickly opened them and Esme grabbed at the products inside. Having finally retrieved what she came for she began to dump armfuls of air fresheners into a nearby cart. When the entire bottom of the cart was buried under two or three layers of bottles, Esme turned and headed back towards the main store.
She froze when she saw Emmett and me. "Oh . . . hello, boys. How much of that did you see?"
"All of it," Bella piped up, peeking out from behind Emmett, who was standing at the front of the cart.
"Hello, Bella. I'm terribly sorry you had to see all that."
"Esme," I said. "You need to admit you have an addiction. This is not healthy."
"Nonsense, Edward, I just like having a home that smells pretty." She lowered her voice to a vampire level, "This is one of the only things that I can remember about being human, having bowls of potpourri around to keep the house smelling nice. Don't you dare take this away from me!" And with that she marched away towards the cash registers.
We stared after her for a moment and then followed. Esme was gone by the time we got up to the register but Emmett wasn't.
"Whatcha doing, Bella?"
"Shopping."
"What's all that candy for? Are you sure you're not making a piñata?"
"Yes I'm sure and no I'm not telling you what it's for!"
I just sat in the cart and put all the bags of candy up onto the counter. The poor girl working the register seemed baffled by my presence in the cart and by tiny little Bella arguing fiercely with Emmett, who looked like a bear next to my girlfriend.
While Bella wasn't watching I paid the girl and she handed me a receipt.
"Have a good day," the girl said quietly, not wanting to interrupt anything.
"You too," I said, gripping the counter and using it to propel myself forward and out of the store. Luckily Bella and Emmett followed, still arguing.
I climbed out of the cart and had loaded the bags into the trunk before Bella even realized we were outside.
"I'm not telling you anything, Emmett, and that's final. Let's go Edward." Bella turned and tried to storm away but she wasn't expecting to be in the parking lot and ended up tripping over the cement speed bump at the head of the parking spaces.
I caught her with a little sigh and put her into the car. I gunned the engine and was gone before Emmett could start laughing. "Where to now?"
"Turn here!" More screeching tires, Bella would really have to get better at giving directions. That or I was going to need new tires.
We stopped in front of a toy store. "Bella, why are we here?"
"I need more supplies." Bella hopped out of the car and found a shopping cart that was shaped like a train. "Edward, get in the cart, please."
I took one look at the little train cart and I knew nothing good would come of me trying to squeeze into that little thing. "Bella love, I don't think I'm going to fit."
"Just get in!"
"But Bella-"
"Get. In."
I sighed and reluctantly climbed in. When I finally managed to fit inside I was folded more than an origami crane. But Bella was completely oblivious. She wheeled me inside and went searching for toys. On the way she passed by a display of hats. I prayed that she wouldn't notice.
She did.
"Aw, look, Edward! Aren't these just adorable hats? Oh look, they even have a conductor's hat!" Without waiting for a response she plucked it off the display and plopped it on my head. "Adorable," she proclaimed.
No matter how many times I protested or how much I complained Bella refused to let me out of the cart of take off my hat. I even tried the old human stand-by of throwing the hat on the floor, but she always picked it up again. I would have tried to get out of the cart but I couldn't move. Unfortunately I was powerless to stop her; my usual charms hadn't worked all day. She was a girl with a purpose and nothing would stop her.
And things didn't get any better from there. We ran into Alice, who had conveniently decided to go toy shopping at exactly that moment, who took about a thousand different pictures of me in the train cart. For the family scrapbook, she assured me. After that we went to the candy store and Bella rushed around filling bags with colorful candies. And then came the worst part of the day.
"Edward, I need to get hurt," Bella announced. I just stared at her, dumbfounded. "Come on, Edward, it just needs to be bad enough for me to go to the hospital. I need to make it look bad; it doesn't even have to be real."
BPOV
April 5, 2009
About an hour later through a series of somewhat graphic events, we ended up at Carlisle's office. I did my best to look pathetic and pale, neither of which was very hard. The woman at the receptionist's desk directed us to one of Carlisle's patient rooms and told us that he would be with us as soon as he could but that he was very busy, which was something I was counting on. Edward had a backpack filled with all our supplies and while I worked on the things in my room Edward ran around and swapped things in the other rooms.
CPOV
April 5, 2009
It was rush-hour at the hospital. The time of day when everyone started to pour in and the nurses all started to take their breaks. I don't know why this always happened, but it did. I heard Bella was waiting for me but I was afraid she would have to wait, the nurse said it wasn't urgent and I figured that Edward would be with her and found come find me if anything bad happened. I was just going to get some more supplies when a nurse came running up to me.
"Dr. Carlisle, come quickly, something very strange is happening!"
I quickly followed her, making sure to maintain a human pace. "What's wrong?"
"Look!" The nurse flung open the supply cabinet and at first I didn't see anything wrong. Then I started to notice it. Instead bottles of antiseptic sprays or liquid medications there were other colorful liquids. When I opened the bottles they smelled like candy, the nurse sampled them and confirmed my diagnosis. I checked inside the pill bottles and there was only candy. Jelly beans, chocolate chips, sprinkles and Skittles filled the bottles. I grabbed a package of gauze and found that it had been replaced by Fruit by the Foot candy.
I rushed into the nearest patient room, which happened to be Bella's room and found nothing but a typed note.
"Gotcha!"
I growled and checked the supplies that were in the room. All my cotton balls had been replaced by marshmallows and all my tools were plastic children's replicas. I was furious, and I knew exactly who would do this. She was going to pay.
Random Patient's POV
April 5, 2009
I wasn't feeling well that day. I think I had a fever, everything seemed unreal and I could have sworn I was imagining things.
"Alright, sir," a nurse was saying, "We're going to give you a quick vaccine, which should help. If you're still not feeling well in a few days I want you to come back and see us again. And if you feel really nauseous or your symptoms get worse in the next 24 hours I want you to come see us immediately."
I nodded absently. I saw the nurse pull out a cotton ball and pick up a bottle of what I assumed was rubbing alcohol. She dampened the cotton ball and then, to my great surprise and horror, she ate it!
This must be a worse fever than I thought.
Nurse's POV
April 5, 2009
I was all prepared to give the patient his vaccine, but when I tried to get a cotton ball I found that it was a marshmallow. And the rubbing alcohol had been replaced by a sour candy spray. I decided to test it out; I put some candy spray on the marshmallow and popped it into my mouth.
It was surprisingly good. "Would you like to try it?" I asked the patient. He stared at me and started to rub his face with his hands.
I shrugged and helped myself to another marshmallow.
