Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own the Twilight series, or anything associated with it. It's all from the genius of Stephenie Meyer. However, I can tell you write now I sure as hell wouldn't be using my time to write if I owned a certain Edward Cullen….
BPOV
I was in my room, reading my extremely worn out copy of the Jane Austen Collection, when the doorbell rang. Who could that be? Charlie wasn't due back until Sunday, and today was Friday. Any of the Cullen's would just come through my window. I haven't seen or heard of Jake in weeks. Who was left?
I opened the door to find Edward standing in front of me, holding what appeared to be a cat. It was a dark orange, almost amber color, with light eyes. You know how they say that pets are their owners? Well, Edward and the cat he held delicately in his arms fit that saying perfectly. I walked back to my room and Edward followed.
"Hello Bella. What have you been up to?" Edward was smiling at me. He put the cat down on my bed, and it curled up on my pillow.
"Edward, what's with the cat? You didn't bring dinner with you, right?" I had to laugh at that image.
"No, but Emmett had different ideas….Anyway, this is for you. Alice said that you were upset because you had no one to take care of, so I thought that a pet might cheer you up. I wasn't sure what kind to get, but Esme went with me to the pet store and said that this cat reminded her of me, so I figured you'd like it." Edward reached over to scratch behind the cat's ear. The cat purred. "The tag he had on said his name was Anthony, but you can name him something different if you want."
"No, Anthony's okay. And plus, it's your middle name, so the cat's even more like you. But Edward, I'm just not sure that a cat is the right thing for me. I'm sorry you went to all the trouble. And I'm sorry to you too Anthony, but I can't take care of you."
"Bella, please reconsider. He's so cute, and I can't take him back to the store, he was just so lonely there. And there is no way I am taking him back to my house, because Emmett was going to feed on Anthony. And as you know, when Emmett is determined, there is nothing anyone can do to stop him. Pretty, pretty please?" Edward gave me the puppy dog look. Hey, that's my trick! That's not supposed to work on me; it's supposed to fool him. Oh, he's just too cute. Damn it!
"Edward, no matter how cute and pathetic you make yourself look, I can't take Anthony in. I know Angela has a cat, and I'm sure she wouldn't mind looking after Anthony, she loves animals." I hate to pawn Anthony off on Angela, but I can't keep him, and Edward is making me feel really guilty here.
"Okay. How about we go ask Angela if she can care for Anthony, and then we go back to my house. Charlie won't be back until Monday, so you can stay over without an excuse." Edward stood up, picked up Anthony, and we walked down the stairs.
"Wait, Charlie said he'd be back on Sunday, not Monday." I shut the door as we walked hand in hand to the Volvo.
"Yes, he did say that, but Alice said there will be a storm on Sunday night, and Charlie is going to use the flooded roads as an excuse to stay over at Billy's and fish some more on Monday. So you have an extended vacation too, my love." Edward kissed me lightly, and then opened my door to let me in the car. He shut it and walked to his door.
"Don't you just have to love Alice?" I leaned over and kissed Edward more deeply.
"With the mood you're in now, I can't wait to get home, Bella. Let's go." And we drove to Angela's.