A/N: For reader13lovesbooks because she gave me this idea. Hope you like this.
Alice laid curled in Jasper's lap on the couch, both just sitting in each others company. Their eyes weren't fixed on each other but on the fireplace in front of them. They watched the flames dance between the logs; the color changing each second, even if only slightly. They listened as the wood crackled in the chimney, the popping and the hiss as the fire burnt into the wood. They did this on occasion, to get away from everything. They wrapped themselves around the other, and just forgot about the world.
The two turned from the fireplace for a brief second to lock eyes and then turned back to the watching the flames dance. They heard and saw the family throughout the house, but paid no attention to them. They even heard something sounding like footsteps on the roof, but they only glanced at the ceiling. Alice smiled into Jasper's chest, as the flames danced into the blue hues for just a spilt second. The blue's were her favorite. Jasper stroked her hair, and she buried her head deeper into his chest. Jasper like to hear the wood crackle, and pop. He knew Alice knew his reason, but he would never say it out loud. They sounded like bones breaking, and popping out of place; it reminded him of his days in Texas.
They heard the roof groan, and their-well trained eyes saw the bricks of the chimney move just slightly. Jasper saw Alice roll her eyes, and let out a chuckle. They both knew what was going to happen next, it happened nearly every year. Just when they were at their most peaceful moment, when it was just them and the fireplace; this would happen. They both didn't move, but instead of watching the fire; they watched the bricks move. The bricks didn't even move a centimeter at a time, but they saw it. Alice let a small laugh pass through her lips. Jasper hoped the chimney was wide enough this year, he didn't feel like picking up bricks all night.
The couple heard a curse through the bricks, and caused the both to smile.
"I hope he gets stuck this year." Alice said looking up at Jasper.
"You say that every year, and he never does." Jasper said kissing her forehead. "He either squeezes through, or busts through; and all the bricks crumple anyway."
"I can hope."
"Yeah, but what I don't understand is how he doesn't break it, the second he squeezes through the top."
The sat in silence for a minute before, they heard a muffled voice behind the bricks reply.
"Practice, lots of practice."
The pair let out a laugh, and turned back to the chimney. They sat in silence Alice watching the flames, Jasper the bricks. Minutes had passed before they heard a hiss and saw the bricks stretch out.
"Guys, put out the fire!"
Jasper laughed, as he saw a big pair of boots swinging trying to miss the flames. Alice pulled herself from Jasper's arms, and put out the fire.
"Why don't we just let it burn him, just once. Maybe he would learn."
"I'm not a dog, Jasper."
Jasper rose from the couch, and stood next to Alice as red pants became visible. Jasper shook his head, but Alice squeezed his hand a smile dancing on her lips. Finally Emmett's face was seen as she tried to remove himself from the chimney. He was covered in soot. Emmett was smirking at Jasper proud to have gotten out of the chimney. He stood up, and his head bounced off the bricks. Bricks began to crumple, and soon the chimney was hardly there.
Alice turned to Jasper and smiled.
"Gas chimney this time?"