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A/N-2: Also, as you can see, names are changing. It's for a reason. Please note, now that you know which characters are in our dysfunctional Quartet, I won't be using canon names anymore since I'll use the names they supposedly have on their IDs. I'll explain the reason behind this when all of the Cullens and Peverells clash finally.

So the names are (this is for reference):

Harry- Rian

Tom- Mateo

Severus- Soren

Albus- Alistair

Don't @ me. :)

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EDWARD POV

I sighed softly as I exited my Volvo, the bright lights of Mama Luciana's so sickeningly...happy looking in my eyes. For some reason, the laughter of the customers in there irritated me to no end.

...Damnit! I had forgotten to ask Bella which pizza she wanted. And it's not like I could predict what her flavour of the day was since she always seemed to pick anything random.

I tried to call AND text Bella, but it apparently her phone was off. I even tried Alice but that short devil had the audacity to decline my call.

Since the two were avoiding me, I might as well make the decision myself. Maybe she'd want something more on the meaty side? I think that it would be best if I just winged it.

I slipped my hands into my pockets and with a sigh, I trudged into the restaurant.

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RIAN POV

"Rian, I don't eat rabbit food!"Alistair whined quietly, pulling on a sleeve of my blue hoodie as we decided on a pizza in the line. People were already staring because they were wondering who we were. I didn't want them to stare more as Al kicked up a hissy fit.

"But I do! You should stop eating so much unhealthy food, Al,"Mateo snapped at the pouting boy from my other side.

"Oi, don't judge me on my food choices. At least I don't drink that soy crap of yours,"Al retorted.

Oh my GOD these two were acting like children.

Now I don't deny that I let myself act like one too, but it's normally because the three seem to love roping me into their petty squabbles. At least Soren hadn't joined in. He was too busy playing Candy Crush to even notice.

"Rian! He's being mean to me!"Mateo mumbled as he hid his face in my shoulder.

"Al, stop being mean to Mateo," I chided.

"But—!"Al started to protest.

"No buts or we're leaving and you're going to fend for yourselves at home," I warned. "It's Mateo's turn to choose what we eat since he won rock, paper, scissors fairly."

Al sighed melodramatically and sulked until we got to the front of the line.

"They're a handful, aren't they?"the cashier asked me with a teasing grin. She was a short girl with brown hair and big blue eyes. She looked fairly pretty despite the clashing colours of her work uniform.

"You don't even know the half of it," I replied helplessly.

"Poor you! I'm Jessica. Jessica Stanley,"she introduced herself with a grin.

It reminded me of the way a certain blond ferret introduced himself to me years ago...

"I'm Rian Peverell. These are my Quadruplet brothers, Mateo, Alistair and Soren," I replied, pointing at each one individually.

"Oh nice! I've never seen quadruplets before...You guys don't sound like you're from here..."

"We're from the U.K., we moved here recently."

"Ooh...I bet your tea and crumpets are delicious!"she giggled, doing a hilariously awful impression of an English accent.

I laughed. "Cheerio! Pip! Pip!" I replied with a tip of a tip of my invisible hat.

"Okay, the flirting is cute but I swear to God that I'm going to start considering eating a person or two because I'm HUNGRY,"Soren snapped, his normally calm green eyes darkened.

Jessica gave a nervous laugh while the other humans gave us a wide berth when they felt some of Soren's Essence leak out into the air.

Last time that happened, I had an absolutely hard time cleaning up after all three of them had managed to get Summoned by some foolish teenagers who had used an Ouija board to bring them there. They had gotten irritated at being called a new type of 'Creepypasta' or whatever that was. And when they got irritated back then, chances were that you weren't going to make it out alive.

Yes, Ouija boards and other rudimentary 'rituals' work on us, but for everyone's sanity and safety, please don't try to invoke any of us. I may have mellowed out but the others do unintentionally slip up from time to time.

Al, Soren and Mateo had had a particularly trying day in the beginning of all this...mess. The souls we dealt with on the Ouija Fiasco were particularly...rude, for a lack of a better word. I had managed to shake off my more unforgiving side but the other three were still getting used to the fact of being somewhat being an entity that was less than Human. Let's just say that seeing an eyeball pasted to a ceiling wasn't my kind of party.

But that is a story for another day.

"Okay, no need to get your knickers in a twist," I replied quickly. I then turned to Mateo.

"Mattie, what pizzas do you want?" I asked him.

Mateo looked at the overhead menu for a moment before smirking slightly. He spared a glance at Al.

"Can I please have the 'Four Seasons' pizza? Put extra veg on it,"he replied, grinning.

Al looked like he wanted to vomit.

"Sure,"I replied. "How much will that be for three, Jessica?" I asked her, taking out a wad of money from my jean pocket.

"112.99,"she replied quietly with a faint blush staining her cheeks.

I gave her 200. "Keep the change," I replied with a grin.

"N-No ways! That's too much money!"she protested, quickly putting my money in the register and taking out some change for me.

I put my hand on top of hers and smiled gently. "Please do keep it? For me?" I asked quietly.

"I—Uh—Um...Fine. A customer is always right, I guess,"she mumbled as she took the money away.

"Good!"

"Finally,"Soren muttered when he saw an employee walk up to the register with our pizza boxes.

"Here's your pizzas, sirs,"he mumbled as he handed them over to Soren.

He too was blushing at the gleeful look that danced on Soren's face. Why were the humans in America so easily inclined to blush today?

No matter, hopefully it would change tomorrow.

Now we could go home and eat.

"Bye, Jessica,"I said with a wave, letting Soren lead us out of the restaurant.

"B-Bye..."I heard her whisper.

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EDWARD POV

I was too busy wrapped up in my thoughts to hear the warning sounds of footsteps coming towards me.

Out of the blue, I slammed into someone. I wanted to scream blue murder when I fell onto the harsh floor of Mama Luciana's parking lot.

I felt food land on me, effectively ruining my hair and clothing.

"Oh thank god. I don't have to eat that rubbish!"a familiar voice cheered.

"Well I wanted to eat that 'rubbish'...We were so close..."another one sulked.

"Last time I checked, Mattie,"another one started off. "You ate 'that rubbish' all the time."

The second one spoke again. "I don't eat plants because I want to protect animals. I eat them because I hate plants. And to stay healthy, of course."

Someone sighed. "Boys, behave." I felt someone help me up from the ground. I peered through strands of dirty hair only to find myself looking at the apologetic face of one of the new neighbours.

My already dully burning throat grew extremely dry as if I were thirsty, but I ate four days ago. I wouldn't need to hunt for at least another week! I saw the ebony haired boy's pupils dilate the longer he stared at me, his bashful expression tighten into an indescribable emotion.

I felt myself shiver under his gaze.

I wonder how his teeth would feel as he grazed them on my neck?

What? Why would I think such a thing?

"I-I'm so sorry!" I apologised, surprised at the fact that I stuttered. "I wasn't looking as to where I was going."

"It's alright..."he replied, a charming smile plastered onto his face. "But I'm sorry about you getting dirty."

I looked down to find myself decorated head-to-toe with mozzarella, a variety of vegetables and pizza sauce, the bases all stuck on the floor.

"Oh..."I murmured with a frown. I lifted my head back up to look back up at him. "It's fine, really."

"But I feel bad. Do you want us to take you home so you can clean up? You can't drive in this condition, your hand might slip or something."

I went into a slight panic. They might find out about us if I let them, but what am I supposed to do? Obviously this one seemed like the insistent type.

A part of me felt like I was going to regret what I was about to do but another part urged me to do it.

"Uh, okay."

He smiled at me, his head titled to the side, if I were still Human, then I'd have butterflies in my stomach a long while ago.

"Good. Mattie, you're the only one that I trust enough not to crash the car. You can drive,"he said to one of the brunet quads who wore the polar opposite of the one who had worn a bright yellow shirt, white converse and maroon pants. Funnily enough, their colour scheme reminded me of McDonald's mascot.

The one named Mattie wore more sedate colours of a pastel pink hoodie, faded denim jeans and a dark magenta pair of sneakers.

I'll admit, it kind of made him look adorable as he smirked at Ronald McDonald.

I could have sworn that I heard a faint hiss from the neighbour holding me.

"Anyway, I'm Rian Peverell. The sulky dungeon bat here in black is Soren. The smartarse here is Mateo and funky colours here is Alistair,"Rian introduced himself and his brothers.

"I'm Edward Cullen..."I replied awkwardly.

"Edward Cullen..."he echoed, a faint smile dancing at the corners of his lips. I didn't know what to feel as I heard my name roll of his tongue.

"Do you want me to drive you home?"he asked.

"S-Sure..."I replied, angry at myself for stuttering because of a Human. I only agreed because something in me told me I was going in the right direction...That I should let whatever happen, happen.

Besides, if he turned out to be a notorious serial killer, I could just go back to my younger self's behaviourism and eat him, no matter how much I didn't want to.