Outtake: Puppet Play
A/N: Hey guys, don't worry I'll do my usual reviewer thanking next chapter, but this is really just a little outtake from the previous oneshot that happened while I was review replying with the lovely VampireLover87, who said; wouldn't it be amazing if Edward-puppet ripped Jacob-puppet's head off? And thus this little piece of randomness was born... ;)
Alice cursed softly. "Damn... I need more thread."
She darted from the table, making her way up to Esme's little dressmaking haven up the stairs. The sound of her footsteps soon receded, and the kitchen was quiet.
Jacob-puppet suddenly sprang to life, and turned, facing the limp Edward-puppet, who was lying, sprawled-out on the table, staring up at the ceiling with his stitched-on crooked grin permanently fixed skyward.
Jacob-puppet hobbled over to Edward-puppet, poking him in the chest. Edward-puppet suddenly sprang to life, his crooked grin turning downwards into a frown. Jacob-puppet stuck out his little felt tongue at Edward-puppet, who gave a little puppet growl, before lunging forward and ripping Jacob-puppet's little felt head off with his felt teeth, satisfied when he heard a loud ripping of fabric.
Jacob-puppet's headless felt body fell to the surface of the table, limp and useless once more, and Edward-puppet allowed himself a small smirk of satisfaction. Suddenly, Edward-puppet heard Alice's light footsteps returning to the kitchen. He gulped, resuming his blank expression and trademark crooked smile once more, flopping to the table just in time as the kitchen door opened.
Alice looked on, confused. She was sure when she had left that Jacob-puppet still had a head.
Edward-puppet gave a low, inward chuckle.
Alice's gaze instantly snapped to Edward-puppet, who instantly shut up.
But when she looked away, Edward-puppet's crooked grin was just a little happier than before.