Chapter 12
Jasper
Q: What year will Robots attack the humans? A: Trust me, it won't be in your lifetime. About 420 years. It will be six months after houses start flying. By then, robots will have been sold as slaves for 30 years and they have had enough of working for humans. I suggest you tell your great great great great grandchildren not to get a robot. The robots will only attack those who have used robots as their personal butlers/maids/slaves.
Q: Will Alice's past, after she was separated from Bella, be revealed? A: I don't really want to look into it. If I have at least 5 votes for it, maybe I will. But truthfully I don't plan on telling Alice's story.
Q: Why were they on boats? A: The government doesn't want Bella to interfere, so they set Bella away to Spain (where the underwater castle is) and try to drown her, but it fails by Bella getting turned into a mermaid.
Bella's POV
As Edward stopped dancing, our families entered the house. I kissed him one last time before we headed downstairs. It was my first time dancing in so long, Edward had to teach the steps so many times.
When we entered the living room, my sisters were waiting for me to leave, but I remembered something that I needed to do.
"Jasper, may I have a word with you?" I called playfully. He seemed to know what I was going to talk to him about, for he looked nervously over to Alice. We both hugged Alice before we exited. We didn't run very far, we were still in hearing range.
"So... You're married to Alice, huh?" I interrogated.
"Yes," he said, nervously.
"You are aware that Alice is my daughter, aren't you?" He nodded, "How has she been treating you?" I asked.
"Very-very well," he stammered.
"Vice versa?"
"She's been my world. She only deserves the best," Jasper said, starting to feel more confident.
"Okay..." I said. I was only playing with him, I knew he could sense what I was feeling. Total cockiness. Part of me was completely serious though. I didn't know how Alice and him were getting along. I knew that vampires find love once, but you never know...
"How did you two meet?"
"Alice saw me in her visions," Jasper started to relax the more he talked about Alice. By the way Jasper was talking, I knew she had picked the right guy to marry. It must have been twenty minutes of him talking about his and Alice's adventures together, so I interrupted his story as he was getting to the part of meeting the Cullens. I only called Jasper here to have a little fun.
"Okay, Empath, let's go back. We have school tomorrow," I said. He was startled by my sudden interruption.
"Oh, right," Jasper replied still nervous. He ran out ahead of me like a frightened rodent.
When we got to the house, we were greeted with laughter. Like I intended, they had overheard the conversation, and were teasing Jasper.
"I think it's sweet," Alice gushed.
"Thank you, dear," Jasper replied gratefully.
"Oh, I was talking about how my mother was willing to do the parent talk with you," she joked. Jasper pouted.
"Well, we've got to go. We'll see you tomorrow," Misi called, as she gave a one arm hug around Carlisle's waist. I walked over to Alice and gave her a warm hug, overjoyed at finally finding my lost daughter. I kissed her forehead. I was also very upset with myself for not being there to play with her while she was little, teach her do chores and worst of all, witnessing her marriage. I guess I have Jasper, Carlisle, and Esme to thank for giving her a happy existence. I hugged them, too, to say a good-bye, and Misi said good-bye to her long-lost sister, Esme.
When I came across Rosalie and Emmett, Rosalie nodded her head with a polite smile and walked away, but Emmett straight out tackled me as he also did to my sisters as a 'good-bye hug.' Finally, I came to stand before Edward. I hugged him fiercely. He has been there to give me so many things, teach me new and old things, and comforted me when I was telling him my past. I would never forget the day we met, though thanks to me, he has.
When I slowly parted from him, I leaned on my toes to peck his lips.
Edward had a different idea.
apparently he wanted his family to see that we were together now because he grabbed the back of my head at lightning speed and ever so gently kept it in place as he slightly deepened the kiss. It was so passionate, I could never imagine giving someone so much love in a single touch. Suddenly, I heard, "EW! Mother! That's disgusting! Why did it have to be Edward?! He's my brother! OOOH GROSS!" and light footsteps echoed up the stairs quickly.
I smiled before we parted. Edward wore a goofy grin on his face and I bet my face looked the same before it turned into a smirk.
"Oh man, Eddie-boy! You're a wild man aren't you!?" Emmett wiggled his eyebrows.
"I just had to fall in love with an inappropriate ass," Rosalie groaned, walking away as my sisters and I took a step back from him.
"Oh come on, Rose! Forgive me?" He apologized innocently.
"Okay, you're forgiven," and they hugged. Emmett leaned down to Rosalie to whisper loud enough for us to hear, "You think it's a sexy ass," Emmett joked. Rose was out of the room as fast as sound. Giving one last hug to Alice and kiss to Edward, my sisters and I were off to pick up some supplies for Tick's fish bowl. I was looking forward to dreaming tonight.
Edward's POV
"Wow Eddie-"
"My name is Edward
"Edmond. Going after the older LADAYS!" Emmett shrieked.
"Edward. Emmett, my name is Edward. Technically Emmett I'm older than Bella by two years," I told him and walked away. I was so purely happy, I wasn't that mad at Emmett. I never got to learn that much about mermaids. I was either to busy talking to Bella... or thinking... and staring... at Bella...
I decided to go talk to Rosalie about it. This may be the one of the few times I go to Rosalie for anything and she may use up my limited patience but I don't have enough patience to deal with Emmett. I glided up the stairs to her room and knocked on the door.
"You may come in," she told me. When I entered her and Emmett's bedroom, it always surprised me to see how much Rosalie made things. She usually sculpts airplanes, or parts of Earth into wood with her bare hands. She's quite the artist.
"Rosalie, while they were explaining the mermaids' life, I was talking with Bella. Do you mind if you explain them to me?" I asked awkwardly. She seemed shocked that I would ask her to do something, but nobody usually asks Rosalie to do favors. She happily obliged as I sat down on the silky rug next to her. She explained to me a mermaid's skin, diets, eyes, emotions, mermaids can sleep, kingdom, powers a normal mermaid would get, a Special Mermaid would get, and the legend of the mermaid in the tower named Didyme.
"Wasn't Didyme the name of Marcus' wife?" I asked her. I knew who Didyme was, I was just looking for reassurance.
"Yes, I think so," Rosalie said, doubling our suspicions. We burst into Carlisle's office without knocking and found that he was already checking his paintings' dates and looking in books and scrolls.
"Hello, children. Can you tell me when mermaids were first seen again?" he asked, pulling out a calculator.
"1,840 years ago, why?" I responded.
"1,840 years ago... that's two years after Didyme was killed," Carlisle told us. (I do realize that almost ALL of my dates are messed up. Please don't criticize, I made it up. Don't like it? Deal with it!) Before we can push the subject any further, the cloudy skies became a bit brighter, turning from black to light gray, though it started to lightly drizzle.
"You must get ready for school now, I'll do more research when I get home later," Carlisle waved us away and we went to get ready for the day to come.
To the girl who asked the first question, if you want to know how I know that the robots are attacking approximately at that time, I'm psychic. I might get it a few years wrong or right but still, when we're dead and we're looking down from heaven or up from hell, I just want to tell you this... I'm totally right.
Don't forget to say 'Post Name' at the end of your review so you can get your name on the Dedication List! As you can see, nobody said 'Post Name' and though it doesn't sound like it I am feeling pretty down bout it. It doesn't seem like I'm upset because I feel like a newscaster, reporter, whatever they're called and never in my life have I seen them be sad or over-react.
I hate them.
Also remember to ask questions! And if you're a news reporter and you're reading this story, you are probably awesome because you just made all your co-workers look boring with their boring boringness.
~Cici