A/N - own shit.
i come with presents tonight
poor Twilightbyus had to deal with my blabber tonight..
and whatever comes tomorrow too.
Charlie gasps as he studies what is in front of him, knowing that it was something that was pretty much impossible.
"Incredible." He takes a cautious step forward to what is in front of him.
He slowly reaches a hand out to him. As soon has his finger touches the hot surface he quickly retracts.
"Ouch!"
"Well that will teach you not to touch things with fire next time sure," it responds.
"Wh-wh-what are you?" Charlie ask.
"Well I am Carlisle, if you are asking what then I am sure that you have already guess." Charlie goes closer to try and get a better look to see how on earth it was possible that he was seeing this. It was an actually lantern. The base for the oil was a grayish color, leading up to where the flame was. On each side were levers to work the fire. But the strangest part was the face on the glass and it was talking back to him.
"I've never seen such a thing."
"I assure you sir, neither have we." The other object comes up to him. "I'm Jasper."
"Whoo," Charlie straightens his stance to the coat rack that is now in front of him. He observed this one as well. He was a dark brown, his face was at the ball on top. He had six rack towards the top and they all moved like little hands.
Charlie then grabbed Jasper and began to spin him around, making them both sick.
"Stop! Please!" Jasper cried.
"Wow." Charlie looked at them, still in shock.
"Now if you two are done playing around I would suggest that we get our guest by a fire or something before he gets sick. He's all wet." Carlisle jumps of the table he was on and starts making his way to another room, hopping along.
"It wasn't me! It was him!" Jasper yells at him, following and pulling Charlie along.
Through a set of door was a huge room with just a few tables, a lit fire place and one chair in front of the fire place.
"Come on now, set!" Carlisle instructs. "We should have you warmed up in no time."
Charlie didn't realize how cold her really was from the outside weather until his skin was met with the warmth from the fire. As soon as he sat into the chair, he was instantly wrapped in a wool blanket. He was warming by the second.
"Um, Carlisle are you sure that this is a good idea?" Jasper whispers.
"Oh shush, it's fine."
Charlie hears their whispering but isn't sure what it is that they are talking about. Before he could put too much thought into it a cart pulled up next to him.
"Evening sir!" A shiny silver wine goblet greets him.
"Hello."
"I'm Mrs. Platts dear."
"And I'm Seth!" A tiny little wine glass peaks out behind Mrs. Platts and jumps over to Charlie.
"Well hello."
"Are you interested in any tea dear?" Mrs. Platts ask him, as he looks at her son.
"Sure."
"Come on ladies!" Mrs. Platts shoot.
Just the a tea pot and cup jump onto the cart and pour him a steaming cup of tea. Charlie picks up the cup, hesitate at first to take a drink out of it.
"It's okay dear." Mrs. Platts encourages him.
As soon as the cup reaches Charlies mouth it starts to giggle.
"His mustache!" A deep voice comes from it right before it sneezes and tea has some slight spillage on Charlie. The accident causes everyone to laugh.
The laugh is light hearted and easy.
Until it is cut off by the door slamming open.