Author's Note
I do not own Twilight.
Marcus would probably say yes, but Marcus was so apathetic these days that it would be worthless. Sometimes they wondered if it might be kinder to end his pitiful existence, but Aro forbade it.
And, well, if Aro forbade it…
With that in mind, they decided to try the wives next. Women liked children didn't they?
It took them some time just to talk Corin into letting them into the tower. Aro and Caius were, apparently, having the guards guard their wives from the guard. Jane and Alec found them in one of the higher rooms, watching some human soap opera on a wide screen television.
"How come we don't have a TV like that?" Alec asked.
Jane frowned at the screen. "I don't know."
That seemed unfair.
Sulpicia looked round at them. "Would you like to watch the programme with us?"
Jane looked at Alec.
"Yes," he said, "we would."
They stayed all day and into the night, watching various soap operas and bad movies played on old channels. Jane laid her head on Alec's shoulder and he wrapped his arm around her waist. It was nice, at least for a while.
"Don't you have work to do?" asked Athenodora, and that brought the twins back to reality with a bump.
"Probably," said Jane, though Aro was still sulking and Cauis was probably still throwing knives at pictures of wolves. Marcus… Well, there was a reason they hadn't spoken to Marcus.
Alec helped her to her feet. "But this has been nice. Can we call you mum?"
"Absolutely not."
Fuck damn it.