Where Next…?
We got back to the Cullen house without so much as the slightest mishap (or so I've been told, although I know we must have broken every land speed record). I woke up in Edward's arm as he brought me to his room.
"Hullo." I mumbled, rubbing my eyes.
He smiled my crooked smile and laughed a little. "Alice says we're going on a trip soon, someplace on the Eastern side of the country."
"Huh? Why?"
I could tell he was thinking something back to her, and her response made Edward grimace. "Says it's none of our business to know why, but you're apparently sleeping over all weekend next week." Of course, it was Saturday, so we had quite a few days before we would know.
I yawned and Edward laid me onto his huge bed. Cradling me in his arms like every night, he softly hummed my lullaby as I drifted off to sleep.
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"Breakfast time for the human," was chuckled softly into my ear as sunlight streamed through Edward's wall of windows.
Grumbling, I opened my eyes to the harsh sun not usually present in Forks and my sparkling Edward. "'Morning…"
He laughed again, a little louder than before, now that he knew I was awake. "So, what do you want to eat, love?"
I yawned and stretch out on the bed, arching my back like a cat. "I don't care. Not even that hungry."
"Too bad. Esme's made waffles, and Emmett's promised to eat some if you do."
I stumbled down the elegant staircase with Edward holding my elbow to help keep me steady. Immediately, I was assaulted by the delicious smell of waffles wafting from the kitchen. How is it that they can't even taste it, and yet all of the Cullens can cook better than Rachel Ray?
I smiled to myself and went to get two plates out of the cupboards – one for me and one Emmett. Alice bounded down the stairs in one leap, dancing over to me with a huge smile. "You want to know where we're going, don't you?"
"Of course," I uttered, standing on tip-toe to reach the plates. "Why am I being dragged cross-country this time?"
Her answer made me drop the plate I had just managed to grab. "We're going to break into the White House."
AN: So, a little transition chapter. The funniest part of this is that I never intended to write any extra to "Emmett at Wal-Mart". In my mind, it was just going to be a one-shot. A huge thank you and cyber cake to all my readers. Without you, I wouldn't have gone anywhere with this.
And if you have any great ideas for where the crew should go next, review or PM! So far, the future for them includes the White House (obviously), the pool, Taco Bell, a theme park, an elevator, a new school, and K-Mart.
Note: For all of you that seem so insistent on telling me, I KNOW EDWARD CAN'T TECHINICALLY THINK THINGS TO OTHER PEOPLE!! There is an obvious reason that this is called Fan Fiction. Do you people also go into other fics and tell the writer everything they didn't miss, if they varied from Ms. Meyers ideas at all? And some of you that have sent these messages to me: please look at some of your work before you critique other people's. Installing spell check (which is something you're supposed to you! Don't believe me, check the Guidelines!) would be a good investment for you.
That's all.
Thanks for reading, like always!