Notes NINE!IX!YA-WHOOO!
By: Llama mama23
Disclaimer: Maybe when my pet pig finally learns to fly, I'll manage to magically own the rights to Twilight. (And no. I don't actually have a pet pig, so that makes it twice as hard!)
I would like to dedicate this chapter to Meiko M who stuck with me even though I disappointed her. (And if she didn't really stick with me, then I'm still grateful to her for reading my stories for as long as she did. She gave wonderfully helpful reviews.)
Summary of last chapter: Edward discovered that Alice and Rosalie are planning to paint his Volvo. With pink flames. However, he refused to give up on what's bothering Bella, and doesn't come out of the trunk, sacrificing his car to the cause of love. (AWWW!) A little background was also provided on how Edward 'bought' his Volvo to begin with.
Also, I have no idea if its duct tape, or duck tape. Whichever it actually is, I think duck tape is funnier, so I'll be using that one. (You'll see!)
Bella's Point Of View
I waited as patiently as I could for Edward's acceptance note, subconsciously jiggling my foot as I thought of all the glorious ways I could hold this incident over his head for all of eternity. Surly he wouldn't let his car be painted pink. For guys, it's just not programmed into their systems to watch something happen to their car. They just can't do it.
His note peeked through the small hole once again, and I unfurled it with confident fingers.
No deal. Tell them to do their worst.
I felt my jaw fall open in surprise. How could he do this? Why would he do this? Did he really want to hear what I was thinking that badly? Enough to let his car be tortured? I felt a stab of pity for my nosey vampire, hunkering down in his trunk to listen to spray paint devour his beloved car.
Without my head's permission, I could feel the resolve strengthening in my heart; I had to let him out. As much as I didn't want to, I knew that this was one battle with myself that I wouldn't win. I loved him too much to let this happen to him. Even though he'd attempted to completely invade my privacy, I was still too much of a coward to look at his face when he finally got out of the trunk.
As I moved my hands to the top of the trunk to hop off, Alice was suddenly in front of me.
"I'm sorry to have to do this, Bella. I was hoping that my vision would be wrong."
And than she pulled out the biggest roll of duck tape I'd ever seen.
She pulled off a strip that was as long as she was tall, and pressed it over my legs, securing them to the car.
"Emmett! Hold her down!" Alice commanded, finding it very difficult to hold down my struggling human body and pull off piece upon piece of iron plated duck tape.
Emmett, grinning hugely, came over and pressed my arms against the back windshield. I knew that struggling would be more pointless than a llama attempting to fly, so I relaxed and focused on sending death glares at Emmett.
"Why?" I pouted at him. I'd though he'd been on my side. Had he been working for Alice all along?
"Sorry, Bella, but we all wanted to finally pull a prank on Edward, and this was the only way. You're merely a casualty in a war that's been going on since before you were born. Look at it this way, as least you won't get hurt at all!" As he said this, Alice ripped off another long strip of duck tape, and I grimaced at the sound it made coming off the roll.
"Well, it may hurt a little when you pull those off." He amended. "But think of it as practice for the big day. The transformation will probably be only a little worse than pulling those off." By now, I was completely secured to the Volvo, barely able to move my head a centimeter one way or another. I heard a growl rumble though the top of the trunk; Edward not liking Emmett's statement.
"Alice!" I begged, my voice whiney. "Please un-duck tape me?"
"Nope. Sorry." She said, before fastening the hot pink hunk of metal that looked nothing like an oxygen mask on my face.
Edward's POV
I clenched my jaws together. I could deal with my own suffering, but how dare they torture Bella. Duck tape? Bella was going to be in enormous pain!
"But think of it as practice for the big day. The transformation will probably be only a little worse than pulling those off." Emmett's assumption that Bella would be turned into a monster made me growl, causing the entire trunk to vibrate. Emmett laughed at me in his head.
I felt slightly happy that Bella had been about to let me out. It's the thought that counts, and she had no way of knowing that Alice had been prepared for this.
I heard the telltale rattle of a can of spray paint being shaken up, and I adjusted myself so that my hand could reach my face. I pinched the bridge of my nose; a habit formed from stress, and tried to come up with a plan. I had to get out to rescue both Bella and my car, but how could I do it? A brief thought crossed my mind, and as much as I'd feel like a tattletale for doing it, I had no other options. I pulled out my cell phone from my pocket, opening up my short list of contacts. I scrolled down to Carlisle's name, and opened up a text message file. He was at the hospital, so he should be able to get here within 5 minutes, assuming he wasn't doing anything important. I quickly completed my message, hitting 'send' and praying to anyone willing to listen that he'd be here soon.
Carlisle's POV
"Dr. Cullen? You're cell phone is ringing." The nearest scrub nurse informed me. I listed to the ring tone, ascertaining that it was a text message and not a call.
"Nurse Sloane, would you mind reading it to me?" I asked the nurse that was observing the surgery. The man on the table before me was having his appendix removed, and I was observing a new doctor's procedure, making sure he didn't kill the man. I breathed evenly though my nose; grateful, as I was every day, that I'd had the willpower to build up my self control. Saving lives made my own life worth living.
"It says it's from Edward." The nurse said, opening the message. "'Help! I'm stuck in my trunk, Alice has an oxygen mask, Emmett is holding Bella down while she's being duck taped to the car, and Rosalie is shaking up pink spray paint. Hurry!'" Everyone looked at me in confusion as I sighed heavily.
"Doctor Shepard, do you think you can make it though this without me?" I asked, removing my surgical gloves. "This should only take about half an hour."
"I think I'll be fine. Thank you for your help." He went back to poking and prodding the human as I stripped off my lab jacket and rushed out of the hospital to my car.
Bella's POV
Rosalie was shaking up the paint can. "I'm sorry, Edward." I whispered to him, hoping he could understand though the metal contraption on my face.
"Don't be such a pessimist, Bella! He won't be mad at you!" Alice was standing near Rosalie, moving her fingers over the Volvo as if showing Rose what to do.
"Well, he'll be quite furious with you." I informed her, knowing she probably had some sort of 'lay-low-until-Edward-doesn't-want-to-kill-us-anymore' plan.
"We're leaving the country before he gets out." She confirmed. I rolled my eyes. Overdramatic Cullens. Leaving the country because they painted a car.
Rose grinned. "It's time." She said, holding the can of spray paint a few inches from the car.
Alice froze where she stood, her eyes going wide; a vision. "Oh that little snitch!" She hissed. She motioned for Rosalie to speed up, and teleported over to the trunk. She leaned down over it, whispering just loud enough for me to hear, "You think this is over? Just because you tattled on us doesn't mean we won't get you again. You just wait." She rushed back over to Rosalie, who was staring in horror at Alice. "He told Carlisle?" She hissed, glaring daggers at the trunk.
"Yes!" Alice screeched. She yanked the can of spray paint from Rosalie's hand, and her hands blurred as she squirted something onto the car.
"Run!" She squeeled, and I watched in amazement as she, Rose, and Emmett all disappeared in separate directions.
As I settled back against the back window of the Volvo, I heard a car coming down the driveway. I pulled my head up as far as it would go, expecting to see the black Mercedes driving up to the house. I groaned and flopped my head back against the car as Charlie climbed out of his cruiser, a confused expression on his face.
OH! Bet you weren't expecting that! I think I'll have two more chapters after this one, but if you want more, you need to REVIEW and give me more ideas! I'm starting to run out.
This chapter is also dedicated to oXXb00kw0rmXXo whose horrific threat of killer bunnies made me turn on my computer and write.
'He went back to poking and prodding the human' is now one of my favorite lines from this story! How many Gray's Anatomy watchers are out there? Did you catch the Doctor Shepard and Nurse Sloane? *Giggles*