Hey this story is before breaking dawn and Bella is human. This story is revised by dragonsong94.
•dragonsong94
Hello. Mostly my idea, but it's her^ content. I wanted Nessie in here… =(.
•JM Curtis
Hey dragonsong94 again I wanted to say =P JM
•dragonsong94
Third-person omniscient POV
The Cullens have found themselves mysteriously locked in there house with Seth and Jacob.
"It makes things worst, because we are stuck with these dogs!" Rosalie huffed. Edward glared at Rose because she might wake up Bella. His glare was wasted because moments later a voice boomed through the Cullen household.
"Bella, wake up will ya?" the voice yelled
"Huh?" The Cullens asks themselves. Bella turned in her sleep, then muttered something about Edward and peanut butter.
"God, I did not want to do this... OK I'll do it," A boy appeared in the living room. The boy was about average height, blond with blue eyes and extreme boredom was on his face, but in his eyes evil plans lurked. "Everyone, I'm connecting the dirtiest parts of your minds to wake Bella up." Images from people's imagination of lust fly through the gateways of your minds.
"HOLY CRAP EMMETT, THAT'S SICK!!!" Bella cried sitting up quickly. Edward glared at Emmett and turned to calm Bella.
"Emmett, sweetie; if they were that big, well I couldn't keep you from tackling me!" Rose yawned bored, "But that's sweet of you to think of me that way." (AN from Dragonsong if you don't know what she means pm us)
"God, make it stop!!!" Jasper cried, "Feeling it is one thing—"
"OK, now that Bella is, finally, awake," the boy began, "I'm Anders, and I'd like to tell you what you will be doing." Anders had a sinister plan going and wasn't going to let anyone interfere. That much was clear on his face.
"Damn you, You Bastard!!!" Emmett yelled, as he ran to punch Anders. Without even looking, Anders held up his hand and Emmett shot backward… right into a lamppost.
"Wait, a LAMPPOST??? …IN OUR LIVING ROOM???" Edward asked. Anders just shrugged and smiled, "And why can't I read your mind???"
"If you lot would shut up, I'd tell you," Anders barked. Everyone was anticipating what this dork would do next, "Good, first my, um, assistants." As soon as the words left his lips, two girls dropped from the sky.
"Dammit Anders, do you always have to drop us out of the sky???" one inquired. She was also of average height, just the right roundness, fair, brown hair and eyes and also bored.
"If Caitlyn wasn't here, you wouldn't be either!" the other one screamed. She was just a bit skinny and above-average tall, long brown hair and brown eyes and, yet again, bored.
"Heather calm down!" The girl the Cullens assumed was Caitlyn, commanded. Nervous chatter broke in with the Cullens.
"THAT"S IT!!! NO MORE TALKING!!!" Anders yelled. Jacob tried to yell but couldn't. He began to shake. He faced Anders, and leapt for him. Caitlyn let out an audible gasp. Anders rolled his eyes and muttered "Dog lover," Before continuing
"FREEZE!!!" Anders bellowed. Jacob was frozen in midair. Caitlyn and Heather quickly moved the frozen Cullens and werewolves into a criss cross apple sauce semi circle. Anders frowned as his minions moved against his commands. Heather kept moving Bella away from Edward and Caitlyn kept putting her back. Anders just shook his head. Finally Heather just sat on the other side of Edward. Caitlyn leaned up against Seth then jumped.
"What?" Anders asked looking slightly worried, like he had forgotten something.
"Seth is hot." Caitlyn started. Heather, who almost looked like she had been expecting this, rolled her eyes and pretended to gag, "In more ways then one." The three mobile ones laughed then Caitlyn Settled back into Seth.
"What are we doing boss?" She asked. Anders, looking relived, began.
"OK, I've gotten really bored and have been reading Conan Doyle books. So I am setting up the first Twilight version of Sherlock Holmes!!!"
Cliffy. Read and Review
Disclaimer: I own Twilight for the next three seconds
Fame (ooh)
Glory (ah)
Fortune (speechless)
I don't own it any more =(
• dragonsong94
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• JM Curtis
