Hihi! I know the last chapter was a bit of a filler, so this one will be packed full of action, romance, and hyperness! PLEASE REVIEW!!!
The Cullens arrived at their hotel without a big show, instead quietly checking in and departing to their rooms. Rosalie and Alice shared a room, as did Jasper and Emmet, and Esme and Carlisle. Edward shared a room with none other but himself, which made all the others feel bad. Jasper went to check on Edward after indulging in a water fight with Emmet and the girls. Emmet had attached the sprinkler mechanism to the hose, and had run around annihilating them. The fun had ended abruptly when Alice threw a water balloon, and the hotel manager had gotten in the way. Needless to say, the bill for dry cleaning was still making Carlisle gape.
Jasper smiled at the sudden flashback and pushed open Edward's door. Grinning, he leant against the door, and folded his arms. 'Hey, Eddie, wanna come to the pool? They've got a diving board!'
He blinked, and his jaw practically hit the floor at what Edward was doing. He was dressed in a tuxedo, a rose inserted between his teeth. He held a huge plastic figure in his arms, and it seemed to be a rough resemblance of Bella. As Jasper watched, Edward spun round, crooning to the cut-out Bella. 'Oh, well I've done a bit of dancing in my time.' He chuckled nervously to the plastic model, spinning it in his arms. He took elegant ballroom steps, turning slowly, as foxtrot music played softly from the radio. It faded, and he bowed. 'Well, yes, I hoped you enjoyed it. What say we take things… a little further?' He moved closer to the model, pulling it to him…
Jasper cleared his throat, and Edward jumped about a foot in the air. He twisted angrily around, his face aghast. Jasper put down the video camera, pressing the STOP button. He had all the evidence he needed. As Edward's eyes boggled, he casually tucked the camera into his pocket. 'See you at the indoor pool, buddy?' he smirked. Edward scowled. 'I hate swimming! I'm not going!' he steamed. Jasper turned slowly around. 'Do you want everyone to see this video of you making out with a plastic cut-out of Bella?' he said slowly, pronouncing each syllable slowly.
Edward blanched. 'I'll get my trunks.' He murmured, and grabbed his suitcase. Jasper smiled evilly, and went back to his room. Edward snatched up his trunks, and cursed. 'Why the hell did Jasper have a video camera?! WHY?!'
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FOUR HOURS LATER
Rosalie grabbed the DVD, Alice the Movie Companion. This was it! The hotel miraculously managed to have Mean Girls in film stock, their favourite movie, as Alice put it, ever ever ever. They charged down to the movie room, giggling and whispering. Everyone else in the building was asleep, or going to bed. The doorman glared at them, his face like a thundercloud. 'Ye bairns shaild be gaeng tae bed, nae? Tae late fer a movie, ye ken?'
Both Alice and Rosalie blinked at him, and then set off, oblivious. They had no idea of what he had just said, and as he sighed and rolled his eyes, they both shrugged. 'He's a Scot alright.' Alice murmured. 'Bet the Scots don't even have decent deer in this place. I'm going to die if I have one more plate of 'mince and tatties' shoved down my throat.'
Rosalie nodded in silent agreement, and pushed open the door. She growled in the back of her throat, causing the boys to look up. Emmet, Jasper, and Edward were gathered around the movie screen, watching Terminator 3. Jasper smiled. 'Hey, Al. You're here in time for the good part!' he chuckled. He moved up for space, patting the beanbag. 'Come sit. Don't worry, I'll hold your hand if you get scared!'
Emmet's booming laugh almost drowned out the sounds of machine guns and helicopters emitting from the big screen. Rosalie marched up to the DVD player, and jabbed the OFF button with her manicured fingernail. Emmet whined. 'Rose!!! That was when T-X was taking control! You have no sense of fun.' he stuck out his bottom lip and sulked. Alice smiled evilly, and thrust her Mean Girls- The Movie Companion into Jasper's face. 'That's what we're watching, Jaspy, but don't worry, I'll hold your hand if you get scared!'
Now Rosalie laughed as she inserted the DVD, not noticing Edward grabbing the cushion. He thrust it down onto her head, as it exploded in a shower of feathers. The boys burst out laughing, and the girls declared war. Alice snatched up the popcorn brought down by some other hoteliers, and grabbed Emmet's shirt. He began to moan and thrash. 'No Alice!! NOOO!!! Not my shirt… ARGHHH!!! Bad Alice! BAD!! NOT THE BUTTER!!! AAIIEEEEEEE!!!!'
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THE NEXT DAY
Rosalie peered through the bushes. 'Can you see anything?' She whispered to Emmet. He pressed the binoculars against his eyes. 'No. They're not by the window yet. Wait a couple of minutes.'
Rosalie groaned. They'd been there since 5 in the morning, spying on Jacob and Bella's room. This was all part of their elaborate plan to get Edward back to Bella. Carlisle had broken up the pillow/popcorn fight, just as Rosalie was about to pour Coke down Edward's pants. They'd taken ages to dry and it still looked like he'd disgraced himself. Good times, Rosalie thought happily, and adjusted her helmet. Alice had insisted on buying outfits for their "mission" before they left for Scotland. She'd come back with military outfits from some dodgy source off the Internet. They blended in pretty well, but they were seriously itchy. Emmet gasped, bringing her out of her thoughts. 'Someone's there! Down, down, down!'
Rosalie ducked, and Emmet crashed into the bushes. The doors to the balcony opened with a creak, and a wizened old man's head popped out of the door. A pipe was jammed between his yellowing teeth, under his curling grey moustache. He ducked his head out over the balcony, and saw the two vampires hiding there. His jaw dropped. 'Varmints! Bosche spies!' he screamed, and suddenly grabbed something that looked awfully like a blunderbluss. Rosalie screamed and ran, Emmet hastening after her. The old man fired the blunderbluss with a resounding boom, and both vampires covered their heads. 'WHY DID WE GO OUTSIDE A CRAZY OLD MAN'S ROOM AND NOT BELLA'S?!' Rosalie shrieked, running as fast as she could to the hotel. 'I DON'T KNOW! JASPER MUST HAVE GOT IT WRONG! THIS GUY LIVES IN WORLD WAR II!' Emmet yelled.
Unknown to them, the old man saluted their fleeting figures. He picked up a mobile phone, and jabbed in a number. Standing to attention, he barked 'Colonel Hornthwaite! Two Nazi spies spotted! They're back... what? No, definitely same uniforms. They're back to kill us for the papers! Where... oh, going to the Cortin Hotel. Yes? What? OK, see you there. Bring a gun... we'd better be prepared for anything!'
He slammed the mobile phone down, and ran to his suitcase. Flipping the digits on the lock, he twisted it open. A helmet he jammed on his head, and he re-loaded his blunderbluss. He checked if there were any more "German spies" then marched down towards the Cortin. 'the German dogs will pay.' He murmured, and lit his pipe thoughtfully.
AAARRGGGHHH!! What's this weirdo going to do to Rosalie and emmet??
I KNOW it's a cliffie, but I'm just doing this for reviews!!! R&R! R&R! R&R! R&R! R&R! R&R! R&R! R&R! R&R! R&R! R&R! R&R! R&R! R&R! R&R! R&R! R&R! R&R! R&R! R&R! R&R! R&R! R&R! R&R!- PLEASE???