Penname: Alsper
Original or Derivative (fanfiction): Derivative
Rating/Warning(s)/Note(s): rated: T
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Word Prompt: Ribbon
I pulled out the box that held the satin ribbons I knew Rosalie loved so much in the child's hair. She pouted slightly as she slouched in her chair, not really wanting to get dressed up and go out and looking very much like a freshly drowned rat.
"What's wrong Alice?" I asked as I opened the box, trying to match the ribbon to the blue, white and red dress she was going to wear that night.
"I don'wanna wear a dress," she huffed and crossed her arms.
"Well, Rosalie wants you to wear a dress," I raised an eyebrow as I pulled out a deep blood red ribbon and put the box back.
"Why?"
"Because she is old fashioned and believes that you would look quite pretty in a dress."
"You're old fashioned too."
"And I love seeing you look like a proper young lady in a dress," I smiled wryly at her.
She sighed. "But I don't wanna be a lady."
"What do you wanna be?" I asked as I lifted her brush off her chest of drawers and began setting everything up for the arduous task of doing her hair.
She kicked her feet as she hummed and thought it over. "Umm... I dunno," she shrugged. "Maybe an animal doctor?"
"A veterinarian," I corrected, pulling her up so her posture was correct. "Anything else?"
"A dancer," she giggled. "I like dancing."
"You dance beautifully," I assured her, patting her on the head before running the brush through. "You're still going to have the wear the dress."
"Jazzy!" she whined. "But it's all, poofy and girly." She wrinkled her nose. "Rose gets mad when I get dirty with Emmett if I wear doll dresses."
"She is having a party tonight so I doubt you're going to get dirty."
"Do I have to go?"
I sighed and walked around the chair and crouched in front of her. "You know I would never force you to do anything, but you would make Rosalie very upset if you missed it."
"You'll protect me from the ones that stare?" she asked as her bottom lip quivered. I cupped her warm cheek in my hand and nodded seriously.
"I would never let anyone hurt you."
A small smile started to show on her face. "'Kay." I pressed my lips against her forehead; her skin was so soft and silky beneath my lips. When I let go I went back to doing her hair and happy that she told me the real reason she didn't want to wear the dress.