Hi everyone, this is my first fanfic and I hope you like it. I'm not sure where this story is going in the long run so it might be a short one unless the characters start having a life of their own (which they are prone too) I would also like to appologies for spelling mistakes and worng usage of words to begin with as I'm not from an English speaking country. I hope you like it and Stephanie Meyer own everything... again I hope you like it! N
Love in the Firehouse
"Hi guys" I yelled as I made my way into the firehouse. I heard a rumbling of greetings from above and made my way upstairs. "Hiya Pumpkin" Emmett ruffled my hair as I sat down next to him with a big yellow parcel in my lap, "What have you got there?" he feigned disinterest, but I could tell he was dying to get his hands on the goods inside. "Just a couple of cupcakes" I truthfully told him and blew my bangs out of my eyes and proceeded to look at my nails, this went on for longer than anticipated before Emmett had to clear his throat, "Oh you want some?" I ginned devilishly at him as he stole the box and ran down the hall with a "Thanks Alice!" followed by his booming voice going "Boys – We've got cupcakes!" I grinned as their common room filled quickly. My plan worked well. But then again they always do.
As the guys were munching on the baked goods I made my way to the chief's office. I quietly knocked, "Come in Alice" he always knew when it was me and I smiled to myself as I came to the conclusion that I was either a. the only one who knocked or b. the only one with the ability to do it quietly. It was probably a mixture of the two. "Hi Billy… can I talk to you for a minute? I have an idea to run by you".
Before I knew it I heard Billy's voice over the speaker telling the guys to meet up in the common room (I hadn't told him about my cupcake diversion, but he knew, Billy always did). I started feeling nervous as I made my way down to the common room and I don't really get nervous, but nevertheless my stomach was aflutter. I had picked a good time too, just around the time where the shifts change so that I could get as many of the guys here as possible at the same time, but now the big audience felt daunting. I had to tell myself a couple of times that this was a good idea, probably the best I've had in a long time and I do have my light moments. It's as if I can sense things and I just know this will be great.
"Alice, get out, Billy's got something to tell us" gee Edward, thanks for being nice I rolled my eyes at him and his idea of the confidentiality of the firehouse, when in all reality I knew he just didn't want me to rat him out to Mom. "Actually…" I was just about to come with an amazing comeback when Billy cut me off (thank God, I hate coming up with quality comebacks – I always end up sounding like a five-year-old) "Fellas, listen up! Little Alice got something to say!" and with that he left! I felt like a hundred eyes were upon me at once. Like I was standing in front of the monster Argos and it was contemplating whether or not to eat me. But as I looked around at all the familiar faces my nervousness floated away. "Hi guys, you know I sometimes go down to the kids hospital and help out" they nodded and I briefly wondered at their silence. "Anyway, you also know that in these times it's hard financially both at home, but also at the workplace" I think my formality had something to do with their ability to keep quite I mused as I continued the speech I had been working on in the mirror the past couple of days. "So we're having a fundraiser!" I smiled at them waiting for one of them to get the hint, of course Edward got it first, he was used to my tactics after years of putting up with me, "What do you mean we're having a fundraiser?" the other guys started mumbling a little. "Well, Edward you know there's not much I can do on my own, little old me banging on doors wont make people happy" I gave Emmett the stink eye as he tried to suppress a snort, "So I decided to bring out the big guns… and yes that's you guys" flattery will get you somewhere, I though and batted my eyelashes for good measure "and I talked to Billy and he thought my idea was great so we're holding an auction in about two months! so you guys better go hit the gym!" I was grinning devilishly from ear to ear now, "Because we're auctioning off you guys – so bye, see ya' later!" I tried to make a swift exit, but Emmett blocked my way – why did he have to be a football player? I could get around almost anybody with my dance experience, but that stupid footballer! I growled and he wagged his finger before he grabbed me and placed me on the counter of their (rarely used) tea kitchen, "Whaddya mean, we are auctioning off you guys? Huh Squirt? Care to explain?" I looked over his shoulder and found some puzzled, half angry yet amused looks coming my way. "Okay," I sighed "We're going to auction of dates with you… so what's going to happen is basically we'll be down at Moe's and one at a time we'll auction off a date with each of you and the money will go to Saint Patrick's – I'm really hoping we can get enough money to hire a clown to come down there once a week to see the children or something like that" I hid behind Emmett as I let the guys mull it over. The seconds felt like hours. "Will there be any hot chicks?" Jarred broke the ice and I laughed both as I felt incredibly relived and also because that remark was so typically Jared it almost hurt. "I promise I will drag along as many of my hot girlfriends as I can Jared" and with that the tension was gone, except Jacob, he was still all tense so before I left I quickly added, "Don't worry Jake, I'll make sure Leah gets you".
"You did good sis" Edward slung his arm around me as I made my way out "I know, we shouldn't disturb the marital bliss" I grinned at him and he squeezed my shoulders "That's not what I meant and you know, take a compliment once in a while – it doesn't hurt you know" he playfully showed me as we neared the exit. "I know and thank you, it really means a lot" I hugged him goodbye which was always awkward as he is too tall for his own good and I'm still waiting for that growth spurt Dad promised would come back in the 4th grade. I poked him in the ribs and ran out grinning as I turned to see Edward nurse his poor rib I yelled, "But that doesn't get you out of it!" and I swear I could have heard him swear under his breath. Oh, yes Edward I did good. Now, I just hope I can pull it off!