A/N: I think Jacob and Nessie are so damn cute. All together now- AWWW! I'm still SO upset that I had nearly half of all my stories deleted. Especially my Twiloween ones. UGH. smacks-self with shovel I'M SO SORRY. I want to cry! I wrote this while I was waiting for my car pool.

Summary: Jacob helps Nessie carve the pumpkin she picked out from the local pumpkin patch, only to realize the pumpkin has a certain familiar smile.

Rating: K

Characters: All Wolf, except for little half-bread Nessie. :)

POV: Jacob Black

Pumpkin Carving

"Easy on the clutch." -Jacob Black

"Easy there Nessie." I laughed, hoovering over her. "No Jacob!-Lemme do it!" the little girl giggled. I took her small hand in my palm, as I took the small carving knife away from her. "Nessie, we cant have you getting boo-boo's. Your daddy would kill me." I chuckled. "Nope!" She giggled. "I will protect you Jakey!" She giggled, and tried to squirm her small fingers through my palms. I sighed, and took her hand in mine once again. "Let me help you, please?" I asked, she sighed heavily. "Okay, only because your scared of daddy." I rolled my hands and guided her small hand, carving a triangle. My other hand held the pumpkin in place.

Nessie squealed in my lap, as the small triangle shape dropped from the pumpkin, leaving a triangular hole. "Aw no!" She sighed. "What's wrong?" Billy called out from the living room. "Nothing." I called back out to him. "He only has one eye!" Nessie called answering Billy's question. Billy chuckled, and I grinned. "Well then, lets give him another one, unless you want him to be a pirate and give him an eye-patch." I kissed her head. "No.." She giggled. "Okay then- here we go." I took her hand and began carving another triangle. "Oh, perfect!" She dropped the knife, and clapped her hands together.

"Now, do the mouth, he has to be smiling." I held the pumpkin in place, and took her hand once again, and began carving a smile, giving the little orange pumpkin a few buck teeth. "Oh he's lovely!" She sounded exactly like her aunt Alice, when she said that. "He's handsome." I chuckled. "Do you think Quil will love it?" My eyes widened. "Quil?" She giggled. "Quil smiles just like that." She turned in my lap, and smiled at me, flashing an Elvis smile.

I couldn't help but burst into laughter. "What's going on in there?" Billy wheeled himself into the kitchen to find Nessie and I sitting on the stool nearly laying on the newspaper with pumpkin shavings, laughing. "Nessie.." I sighed breathlessly. "Show Uncle Billy how Quil smiles." Billy's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Look- look like this Uncle Billy!" Nessie giggled, and showed Quil's winning smile. Billy laughed, and shook his head. "Oh Nessie." He chuckled. "Your exactly like your mother." He smiled. "She's just as observant." I added.

"All done Jacob!" Nessie smiled up at me.

Just then the pack walked into the kitchen. "What's goin' on squirt?" He smiled.

Billy almost fell out of his wheel-chair.

"What's so funny?" Quil asked, looking at Nessie and I. "Nothing!" I spat out through my chuckles. "Silly Jacob!" Nessie grabbed my face in her small hands. "Lying is bad! Mommy says so." She scolded. Nessie turned around to face Quil.

"Quil?" She asked. "Yeah Ness?" He plopped himself down on the stool beside us.

"You smile funny, and this pumpkin is for you." Nessie gave Quil his very own Elvis smile.