A.N. I didn't anticipate writing another chapter but it happened. I also had a ragefest over Twilight today. e_e I'll get into it later- there may be some serious parts going on further in.
Disclaimer: Twilight doesn't own me- Wait I don't own twilight. right. nopenopenopenope
Chapter 10:
As we head into what I had thought was going to be a tribe meeting, I was pleasantly surprised it was really just brunch at Emily's, with Billy Black and Sue Clearwater representing the Elders.
This in turn felt sort of
(Read; very)
awkward when the two looked at us, and then each other, in amusement, and mild parental worry at the fact Jacob was holding one of my hands and Leah, the other, both grinning like children on Prozac.
(I am quite literally an antidepressant, thank you very much. Three cheers for Bella!)
(*cricket chirps*)
(orz)
My face glowed in embarrassment, for as soon as we sat down around the table, the two of them both put a supportive arm around my shoulder, just inside the boundaries of intimate.
"What exactly is going on here?" Billy asked, as Sam walked in, looking passively submissive.
"I am building a harem," I said in a deadpan voice. "I've decided to call this day's adventure "Dancing with Wolves"." This was said in my driest tone.
As the boys around me started in barking laughs, I looked at the sky yet again in exasperation.
"Well," Sue said, obviously not amused. "You might want to name that "Dancing around the Subject"." There was very much a why me and heaven help me, teenagers look in her eyes, as she took in her daughter, who had begun nuzzling my neck.
(I had sort of wondered if she was marking me like a cat would, before I remembered quite intensely how male wolves mark their territory)
The ensuing glare at Jacob startled him, as he obviously had no idea why.
(My eyes threatened him.)
(If you pee on me.)
(So help me.)
(I'm going to neuter you.)
(stop laughing)
(no)
(orz)
Lunch was brought in by the kind and sweet, ever so gentle Emily.
(This comment would be proven relevant soon, I swear)
(and by soon I mean pretty much now)
(sshhhh stahp)
Emily smiled, her arm loaded with practically a whole cow of steaks, on a large porcelain platter. I was absolutely thrilled at the sight, and leaned forward in desire.
Suddenly, Jacob stood up, and it caused me to fall on Leah's lap. Seconds after, Leah stood up just as unexpectedly, and I fell on the floor with a thud.
(ow)
(its not funny!)
(;n;)
"Paul has reported that the Cullen's are about to cross the treaty line!" Jacob announced in a serious and feral voice. The rest of the pack started growling.
Face still planted on the floor, I groaned in pain. But my groans were quickly overtook by a crash, followed by a yelp, and footsteps stomping up the stairs, a door slamming so hard I heard it split.
The boys spent some time fussing, a indistinguished noise to me with them going all at once. Then the front door slammed, and I finally looked up.
A steak lay in front of me, covered in porcelain shards. An unconscious Sam lay on the floor being hovered over by Sue, and Billy cover his face in utter dismay.
(so was so gentle)
(so sweet)
'So evil,' I thought, looking at that steak inches in front of my nose. I could hear a squeaking noise and barely turned my head to see a steak sliding down the window.
I wondered why God was picking on me.
(I'm going to kick Edward in the balls)
(or at least he'll lose his marbles)
(ha.. get it? stone body.. marbles?)
(*crickets chirp*)
(orz)
A.N. idek where this came from