Hiya I'm back! Sorry, but this is going to be quite short. :(
Love, CC heere xx
Carlisle POV
Hmm...mmm...uhh...
Personally, I prefer humans to goldfish, to be honest. They're not slippery, don't have gills, completely different respiratory mechanism... but I'm actually quite liking this one. I wonder if Jasper would mind me doing a few scientific experiments or so...
I stared at the little fishy creature clasped between the forceps in my right hand. Would he be in pain? Well, he was rather quiet, compared to all the other vampire incarnation processes in the family. He wriggled and squirmed and struggled for a moment then lay still. Wait a minute... SHOCK HORROR!
I gasped at Jasper's teeth marks on its tail. Some kind of orange substance oozed from the open wound, onto my hand. It smelled sweet, like Esme's perfume. It tingled on my skin. Quite nice. I wouldn't mind a bit more, actually...
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
I jumped a metre in the air, jolted out of my golfish land. The goldfish escaped my grasp and whirled through the air...
As expected, it was Emmett.
"Look what you've done!" I exclaimed, gesticulating at the body on the floor. "You're a disgrace to the family!"
"Ooooh, am I?" he snickered. He looked at me closer. "What's that on your face? Orange juice?"
"Ermm... nothing?" I replied, licking the sweetness off my fingers.
He glanced at the gooey mess on the floor, and soon put two and two together.
"Fish's blood! Can't you suck some Soothers instead? What kind of father are you..."
I waited as he ranted. My mind seemed to be growing hazy. The substance scorched on my tongue.
NEED MORE...NEED MORE... I sprang onto the floor, beside the body... but it was gone!
Well, it was in Emmett's hands. "Come and get it..." he taunted, as he flapped the fish's head from side to side.
I couldn't concentrate. My usually scientific brain was bleeping, like Emmett's alarm clock in the morning. I watched him make a clear getaway down the stairs, simultaneously yelling, "Father's a drug addict, Father's a drug addict!" at the top of his voice.
I was about to run in pursuit. My facial skin seemed to be burning. I put my hand on my face. It felt scaly.
