-Renesmee-
I couldn't help but laugh; the thought of my Aunt Rosalie putting my larger-than-life Uncle Emmett in a headlock was something you could hardly stop yourself from laughing about.
Jacob laughed with me, and then he said, "Speaking of which, I believe there is something we need to see."
He led me upstairs; and then grabbed a small silver digital camera on the nightstand.
* * *
We spent the seguinte hora in hysterics; The first picture, obviously taken por my mom, was Dad and Uncle Jasper andvancing on Uncle Emmett. The seguinte one; they held him down. Then many of Aunt Rose and Aunt Alice putting make-up on him, and finally, bedazzling his shirt.
Eventually, after Jacob had braved the animal-blood fridge clean-up, was done, he came out of the cozinha to where I was sitting in the living room.
Something about my expression stopped him from tossing a "half vampire girl afraid of blood" jibe at me, because he didn't bring the issue up again.
Instead we went grocery shopping.
I was dressed in a scarlet cabeçada neck top, black skinny jeans, and scarlet peep-toe heels. Alice. She had insisted I follow a strict clothing "schedule". I thought it was a little ridiculous, but anyone who enjoyed the idea of their head attached to their shoulders listened to Aunt Alice.
It was a little dressy to be going grocery shopping, so I'd decided that I was going to force Jacob into coming clothes shopping with me.
People stared at us the whole time we were in there, I mean, really, to the gossip-deprived people of Forks, the Cullens were a gift from the gods. Start anywhere you like.
Still, it felt good to be on my início turf again.
I couldn't help but laugh; the thought of my Aunt Rosalie putting my larger-than-life Uncle Emmett in a headlock was something you could hardly stop yourself from laughing about.
Jacob laughed with me, and then he said, "Speaking of which, I believe there is something we need to see."
He led me upstairs; and then grabbed a small silver digital camera on the nightstand.
* * *
We spent the seguinte hora in hysterics; The first picture, obviously taken por my mom, was Dad and Uncle Jasper andvancing on Uncle Emmett. The seguinte one; they held him down. Then many of Aunt Rose and Aunt Alice putting make-up on him, and finally, bedazzling his shirt.
Eventually, after Jacob had braved the animal-blood fridge clean-up, was done, he came out of the cozinha to where I was sitting in the living room.
Something about my expression stopped him from tossing a "half vampire girl afraid of blood" jibe at me, because he didn't bring the issue up again.
Instead we went grocery shopping.
I was dressed in a scarlet cabeçada neck top, black skinny jeans, and scarlet peep-toe heels. Alice. She had insisted I follow a strict clothing "schedule". I thought it was a little ridiculous, but anyone who enjoyed the idea of their head attached to their shoulders listened to Aunt Alice.
It was a little dressy to be going grocery shopping, so I'd decided that I was going to force Jacob into coming clothes shopping with me.
People stared at us the whole time we were in there, I mean, really, to the gossip-deprived people of Forks, the Cullens were a gift from the gods. Start anywhere you like.
Still, it felt good to be on my início turf again.
-Renesmee-
por the time we landed for THE LAST TIME, I was really tired, despite sleeping like a rock the entire time.
"Emmett is going to personally ensure your permanent skin tone becomes bright red," Jacob remarked.
I scowled at him; I hated that I blushed so frequently.
"But I like it," he grinned. "It makes you look cute."
"Are you on his side or mine?" I almost growled at him. I was NOT in the mood for this.
"Yours," he said, still grinning.
"Great. Then please be mais supportive."
"Yes, ma'am," he said, saluting me.
"Whatever," I mumbled as we stepped into the cab.
* * *
por the time we reached Forks, I was still incredibly tired.
The last thing I remembered was steeping out of the cab, and making it eight steps before my legs folded underneath me and Jacob's warm arms catching me before I fell.
I blinked my eyes closed, too exhausted to move.
por the time we landed for THE LAST TIME, I was really tired, despite sleeping like a rock the entire time.
"Emmett is going to personally ensure your permanent skin tone becomes bright red," Jacob remarked.
I scowled at him; I hated that I blushed so frequently.
"But I like it," he grinned. "It makes you look cute."
"Are you on his side or mine?" I almost growled at him. I was NOT in the mood for this.
"Yours," he said, still grinning.
"Great. Then please be mais supportive."
"Yes, ma'am," he said, saluting me.
"Whatever," I mumbled as we stepped into the cab.
* * *
por the time we reached Forks, I was still incredibly tired.
The last thing I remembered was steeping out of the cab, and making it eight steps before my legs folded underneath me and Jacob's warm arms catching me before I fell.
I blinked my eyes closed, too exhausted to move.
10. Tell him only to address you in a cute English accent.
9. Call him Carlisle, but be sure to pronounce the “s”. When he corrects you, give him a weird look and tell him the “q” is silent.
8. Ask if blondes really do have mais fun.
7. Inquire as to what he actually does on his night shift on the hospital, with all the pretty nurses in the ER.
6. Instead of telling him to “get lost” in an argument, tell him to swim to France.
5. When he annoys you, respond with “times have changed, old man”.
4. Ask what type of superhuman power compassion is – what does he do in a fight? amor thy enemy to death?
3. Leap out from behind the escrivaninha, mesa in his study when he isn’t expecting it and spray him with Holy Water.
2. Call him McSteamy or McDreamy.
And the Number One way to annoy Carlisle Cullen?
1. Run around the Emergency Room screaming “I’ve been bitten! I’ve been bitten!”
9. Call him Carlisle, but be sure to pronounce the “s”. When he corrects you, give him a weird look and tell him the “q” is silent.
8. Ask if blondes really do have mais fun.
7. Inquire as to what he actually does on his night shift on the hospital, with all the pretty nurses in the ER.
6. Instead of telling him to “get lost” in an argument, tell him to swim to France.
5. When he annoys you, respond with “times have changed, old man”.
4. Ask what type of superhuman power compassion is – what does he do in a fight? amor thy enemy to death?
3. Leap out from behind the escrivaninha, mesa in his study when he isn’t expecting it and spray him with Holy Water.
2. Call him McSteamy or McDreamy.
And the Number One way to annoy Carlisle Cullen?
1. Run around the Emergency Room screaming “I’ve been bitten! I’ve been bitten!”