Pairing: Embry/Bella
Rating: T
Genre: Humor… sorta
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Picture of news anchors reporting on a "cheeseburger stabbing"
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Midnight Snack
Bouncing anxiously, Embry huffs a sigh when the truck pulls in. As Quil stumbles from it, white paper bag in hand, Embry nearly weeps in relief.
"Dude, I'm sorry! The line was so long, and I just…"
"Shut up." He snatches the bag. "Did you get tacos?"
Quil gapes. "Dude. I don't have a death wish."
Embry ignores him-he's too grateful. "You're a good friend, Q."
"You fucking owe me."
Turning, Embry pushes through the door to the living room.
Fingers tapping on a swollen belly, it's not long before Bella reaches out, making grabby hands at him.
"Gimme."
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A/N: I heart Quil… (^_^)