Everyone, meet the sequel of doom. Sequel, meet everyone.
IF she hadn't been in my line of sight, I wouldn't have noticed Alice give up and steal out of the room. With a tiny, apologetic smile on her lips, she disappeared through the kitchen doorway. "Well that's everyone." I sighed "I can clear a room, at least." "It's not your fault." Carlisle comforted me…
"Yea… I probably shouldn't have gotten into those beans last night, but it was Charlies turn to cook, and…."
"What is it that you enjoy?" I wondered.
" Well, I like long walks on the beach, mountain lion by candle light and the ability to not need to leave the bed for a month, but I'm guessing that's not what you meant, right?"
"His eyes were green?" I murmured, trying to picture it.
"Yes, it suited him, as he was quite the jealous person, also. He sulked for a month when I turned Esme. And none of us are allowed to even enter a Volvo dealership."
"Take your things!" cried Alice as I walked warily toward Edward. She scooped up the two packages, one half-opened, and my camera from under the piano, and pressed them into my good arm.
"Oh. And when you return them to the store for a refund, made sure to avoid the clerk with the pink nametag. He'll just screw you around and ramble about 'the thought that counts'."
I knew there was a reason Alice was my best friend.
"What were you thinking?" Jessica snapped, "You don't even know them-they could have been psychopaths!"
"I'd prefer the could be, to the definitely I'm with now."
I took a step back, his curious; dark red eyes followed the movement.
"Do they visit often?" he asked, still casual, but his weight shifted towards me."
"Lie." The beautiful, velvet voice whispered anxiously from my memory.
"Hey! Wait! What are you doing here?" I demanded.
"You have an innate fear of clowns." Memory-Edward answered.
"And that is relevant how?" I demanded.
"Have you SEEN Laurent?"
"Ok." I said. "I'll come with you"
"You can't, Bella. Where were going… its not the right place for you."
"Why?" I demanded.
He sighed "There are bunnies, Bella."
"NOT THE BUNNIES!" I shrieked in horror.
"THE BUNNY KING WANT TO TAKE ME AND RAVEGE ME"
I took a deep breath, and conceded. "Maybe your right."
"Jake" I protested, leaning away. He dropped his arm, not looking bothered at all by the minor rejection. He reached out and took my hand firmly, wrapping his other hand around d my wrist when I tried to pull away again. Where did he get the confidence from?
"Now, just hold on a minute, Bella." He said in a calm voice. "Tell me something."
"Ok. That kiss was worse than the time I open mouth kissed a camel."
"No, Jake!"
But I ducked to the side, because it was too late. With a grunt, he launched himself toward my open window.
"And that's how I became best friends with a pancake."
He twisted his head to look at me. His eyes were rimmed in red. "You don't look so good."
"Yea? Well you smell like a toilet bowl, I wouldn't be talking buddy."
"Easy! He hung up on me!"
"He? Who was it?"
"Do you know the muffin man?"
"Were not alone," She reminded them.
Demitri glanced over his shoulder. A Few yards into the square, the little family, with the girls in their red dresses, was watching us. The mother was speaking urgently to her husband, her eyes on the five of us. She looked away when Demitri met her gaze. The man walked a few steps farther into the plaza, and tapped one of the red-blazered men on the shoulder.
And that's how I ended up sharing a jail cell with two flamboyant drag queens (who got along famously with Alice... and Edward.). Who knew Vampire's could be tazered?
"La tua cantante" Edward said. His voiced made the words into music.
"She with only one facial expression?" Alice looked puzzled, but, after casting another look at Bella, nodded in comprehension.
Yes, that tazered comment was a bit of a shot at the pepper spray thing from twilight, the movie. I couldn't help it. ^^
I don't own the characters or the franchise or anything else someone could sue me over, kays? I think we've all realised that by now anyways.