The Twilight Twenty-Five
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Prompt: # 21
Pen Name: Mikarin Aoi
Pairing/Character(s): Jasper/Renesmee
Rating: K+
Word Count: 496
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Ready to Dip In
"I'm scared, Uncle Jasper," Renesmee admitted, her feet teetering on the edge of the swimming pool.
As Jasper watched his niece fidget with her hands, clearly deliberating whether or not to jump into the water, he smiled at the sight of the frightened little girl in her bright yellow one-piece swimsuit, picked out exclusively by his wife.
Not wanting to use his powers of emotive persuasion for the little Cullen to get over her fears by herself, he held out by his hands and said, "I'm right here, Renesmee. I'll catch you; you know that, right, princess?"
Relaxing a little, Renesmee nodded, slightly convinced by her uncle's comforting words. She knew he would never let anything happen to her. He was always there to save her, whenever she was scared; it was always his words she pulled her courage from. Not even her father or mother could instill so much bravery in a little girl.
No one knew what kind of influence Jasper had on the youngest Cullen. And though he could so easily manipulate emotions, he never, not even once since her birth, used it on his niece. Maybe it was due to his past, in which he was a soldier, which convinced Renesmee that her Uncle Jasper would always be her protector.
Even after hearing everyone's stories of their past lives a hundred times during storytelling before she went to bed, there was one story Renesmee always asked to be retold by whoever was in charge of storytelling that night: The brave quests of Major Jasper Whitlock.
In a dream she once had, her Uncle Jasper was in a soldier's uniform while she was in a princess' gown, locked up in a tower which was guarded by a fire-breathing dragon. Scared, the Princess Renesmee would wait patiently until she's saved by her valiant hero. Ever since that dream, which she hurriedly told her uncle the next morning, Jasper started calling her 'Princess' and since then, only Jasper could persuade the little girl that she had nothing be afraid of in the whole wide world for he would always be around to protect her, guarding her even if they were miles apart. It was a promise he made every single morning she'd wake from a nightmare.
And so, swallowing her fear of drowning, the little Cullen princess took two steps back, ran two steps forward and took a leap, jumping into the water, the big splash completely soaking the blonde male inside the pool.
Struggling to stay afloat, Renesmee's hands wailed around until she was wrapped in her uncle's arms, his hands on top of her head, his laughter ringing in her ears, making the little girl blush. She was in her hero's embrace, safe and sound.
From the doorway, Alice looked out to see her husband holding their little niece in his arms, which immediately brought a smile to her face and one thought to cross her mind.
'He would've been a great father.'