Everyday Moments Of Perfection
A/N: I'm still so hyper about my return to the Internet, so this chapter may be a little weird. Alice/Jasper fluff on crack or something to that effect. Lol. Anyway, thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter, especially for all the really nice "Yay! You're back!" type messages. You guys make me feel so loved, hehe. :)
Anyway, this isn't Alice and Jasper playing Scrabble again, but it's the same kind of word stuff, hence the name. And be warned; this chapter is on serious crack. Teehee. :)
Alice very rarely gets angry.
But when she does, you can bet it has something to do with fashion. Or someone hurting Jasper. Or Bella not conforming to various make-up and styling sessions. Or Emmett being a jack-ass. Mostly shopping, though.
Anyway, on this particular occasion, it was definitely fashion-related. Now, when Alice gets angry, she is a scary little firecracker. As the rest of the Cullens will attest to. Jasper was trying in vain to soothe Alice's blistering ire, but it would not be contained. Not this time.
Not when the designers had screwed up Bella's wedding dress.
Bella heard the shriek from her truck on the way to the Cullens.
~oOo~
Alice stormed down the stairs, a small slip of white paper in her hand which was clutched so tightly around it, Jasper expected it to burst into flames any second, such was the spark of rage in her eyes. Her face was tight with fury and Esme was hurrying down the stairs after her, also angry, but her expression would be called one of mere annoyance when compared to the burning furore of Alice's.
Jasper had to admit that he was a little frightened when Alice turned to him, and he flinched from the force of her anger attacking his empathic senses. He sent out a wave of peace that barely skimmed the edge of Alice's emotions. He doubted she even felt it. She had though, and a little annoyance mixed in with the enormous amount of pure vehemence within her as she spat, "Don't, Jazz. Just pass me the phone."
Each word was carefully controlled as Alice fought not to yell.
Jasper acquiesced in half a second, and the phone was in Alice's hand almost before she finished the sentence.
"Alice, what's going on?" Jasper asked, puzzled and vaguely worried. He couldn't recall having ever seen Alice so angry, except for a few rare times in his long life that he would rather suppress.
Alice tried to restrain herself from crushing the phone in her hand into a lump of plastic—just barely. She spat, "Esme. Show the man."
Esme thrust out a large brown package that had been opened, and Jasper took it, reaching inside and pulling out a large white thing, wrapped in dress packaging. It was absolutely massive.
Alice hissed, "That—supposedly—is Bella's freakin' wedding dress. It could double as a circus tent!"
Jasper recoiled from the sparks that were flying around Alice's aura as she shrieked the last part of her sentence.
She punched numbers into the phone, reading them off the white piece of paper that was practically shreds. She waited, and Jasper heard the ringing tone with his vampiric hearing, watching Alice's face twist as an overly-cheerful woman answered the phone, announced the name of the designer and added, "How can I help you?" in an almost song-like tone.
"You could put me through to Perinne Bruyere, now," Alice said tightly, in a voice that indicated she wasn't messing around. Jasper heard the woman practically squeak in submission on the other end of the phone as she said meekly, "Of course, miss. One moment."
In a few seconds, a distinct voice that was both male and French in accent. "'Ello Mademoiselle. 'Ow may I be of assistance?"
Alice announced who she was and the man's voice changed entirely, becoming much more animated. "Ah! Of course, Alice! I trust you received ze wedding dress? Most superb, don't you agree?"
"No, I do not agree. In fact, I most feverishly and fervently disagree. It's about three sizes too big, Perinne!" Alice spluttered.
"Ah, non, Alice. C'est magnifique! I oversaw that shipment myself!"
"Forget it, Bruyere. I'll have to get another one. The wedding is in a week!"
Perrine Bruyere was still making his excuses, and Jasper felt slightly sorry for the Frenchman.
Alice was getting steadily angrier with each word emanating from the small, plastic object.
"Shut it, Perrine. I want to-to-" Alice didn't know what happened then. She was just so furious that she forgot all articulate vocabulary at that point. "I want to un-buy this wedding dress!"
But now that she had found a word, she was going with it.
"You wish to… un-buy?" Perinne said, with confusion.
"Yes!" Alice screeched. "Un-freakin'-buy!"
Jasper couldn't help but repress a chuckle.
"I will make the arrangements, Miss Alice." Bruyere sounded incredibly repentant. "So, just to clarify—"
"Yes, un-buy. I want to un-buy the dress." Alice hissed through gritted teeth. By that time she could have replaced it with a more sensible phrasing such as 'I would like a refund', but she felt strangely stubborn and protective of her made-up, heat-of-the-moment word. She frowned and growled lowly, before hanging up the phone with a defiant crash.
Jasper just looked at her as she stared at the phone she had just slammed down on the handset, looking like a petulant child suddenly.
He laughed, long and hard, like he hadn't laughed in a very long time.
Alice surveyed his expression, before turning to go back up the stairs, Esme in tow. "We're going to need another dress."
Jasper continued laughing as Alice disappeared from view, perched on the edge of the sofa. As he laughed, he slightly lost control of his limbs in his intense amusement. In that second that his arms and legs turned to jelly, he fell backwards over the sofa, landing unceremoniously on the floor. He sprang back up again in an instant, brushing down his clothes and looking around to check no one had seen his embarrassing move.
He was about to sigh in relief, until he heard the revenge-fuelled strand of laughter filtering down from upstairs.
Jasper sighed. Sometimes he hated Alice's all-seeing eye.
Haha. I told you this chapter was practically on crack. ;)
Raven. X