|The Cullen's Discover Fanfiction?
Author: Koinaka PM
What if the Cullen's discovered all the lovely pieces of fanfiction that we slave over? How would they react?Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor/Parody - Chapters: 4 - Words: 3,514 - Reviews: 81 - Favs: 56 - Follows: 75 - Updated: 03-14-08 - Published: 03-09-08 - id: 4121164
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I never wanted to wake up. This dream was too good. I was lying in bed
with my bronze-haired angel; I could feel his ocher eyes staring at me, smell
his breath on my face. Except my angel wasn't here. He was on a hunting trip
with Alice, Rosalie, and Esme. I opened my eyes up to find two pairs of eyes
less than a foot in front of me.
"Ahh!" I screamed.
"Are you awake, Bella?" Emmett asked impatiently.
"I am now," I growled.
"You were talking in your sleep," Jasper said, laughing.
"What time is it?" I asked, pulling the blanket over my head.
"A little after four in the morning. Come on, we're bored, Bella," Emmett whined.
"Ugh, Emmett! It's too early to get up."
"What are we supposed to do now? We're bored," Emmett said again.
"Whatever you want to do, Emmett. As long as it doesn't take place within the four walls of this bedroom, I don't care."
Emmett and Jasper shared a look.
"Anything?" they asked in unison.
If I had been fully awake, I would have known something was off, but as it was, I was half-asleep and eager to get back to my dream.
"Yes, Emmett. Whatever you want. I don't care."
"But Rose and Edward..." he started.
"Aren't here to stop you, now just go," I mumbled and promptly fell asleep.
"So, you don't mind if we play around on the internet?" Jasper confirmed.
"I swear to everything holy, if the two of you do not get out of this room, I will rip you apart myself and gladly throw the matches down," I growled again.
"Someone's not a morning person…" Emmett said, but luckily – for him – he left the room.
Less than five minutes later, something vibrated off of the nightstand and onto my head. My arms flailed about, attempting to grab the offending object, a tiny silver cell phone. After a bit of maneuvering, I managed to get it open.
"When I said go away, I meant no calling either. It's 4am! Humans need their sleep, you know?" I said.
The person on the other end of the line chuckled. "I was aware that humans needed their sleep. Alice had a rather disturbing vision, so I just thought I would call and check on you. Would you still like me to go away?"
My eyes popped open when I heard Edward's voice. "Edward!" I squealed. "I miss you."
"And I, you. May I ask why you growled at me, though? Not that I mind – it was rather adorable – but I just wondered."
I sighed. "Not at you, I thought you were Emmett. Dumb and Dumber are bored, and they're driving me crazy."
Now he growled and hissed something to Alice. "Bella, if I asked you to do something for me – would you do it?"
I paused for a minute. "Maybe."
"Bella, please," he breathed.
I narrowed my eyes at the tiny cell phone in my hands. "You're good, Edward, but I doubt even you could dazzle me through the phone."
He chuckled again. "What if I told you I was on my way home? Would you actually do what I asked?"
"Are you coming home?" I asked.
"Will you do what I asked?" he countered.
"Fine!" I said exasperated.
"I am on my way, then. All I ask if for you to stay exactly where you are. In the bed. I'll be there in fifteen minutes."
"Okay," I grumbled, but was jumping for joy in my head. Edward was coming home, and all I had to do was stay in bed and wait for him? Nothing bad about that at all!
I should have known it wouldn't be that easy. Nothing – for me – was ever that easy. I hung up the phone, and there was a knock at the door.
"Bella, we know you're awake," Jasper started.
"No, I'm not," I argued fruitlessly. They opened the door and walked in. I sighed. They had no concept of boundaries. Emmett sauntered around the room with an idiotic grin on his face.
"So, Bella," he said, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"What?" I hissed.
"Would you like to watch a movie?" he said suggestively.
I eyed him warily. "I'm supposed to stay in bed."
"Says who?" Jasper asked. I was curious now, very curious. Stupid empathic vampire.
"E-Edward," I stammered.
Emmett scoffed. "Didn't you tell me a few minutes ago that Edward wasn't here?"
"Yes, but…" I trailed off.
"But what? Are you going to let Edward tell you what to do for the rest of eternity? If he changes you … that is." Jasper said.
I felt a surge of anger go through me. I was indignant. Who was Edward to say what I could and could not do? He wasn't even here. If I wanted to watch a movie, I could watch a movie. I flung myself off the bed.
"Let's go," I muttered.
Jasper and Emmett exchanged a look, and we headed downstairs to the living room. Jasper and Emmett sat on opposite ends of the couch, leaving me to sit in the middle. Emmett picked up the remote to turn the TV on when the front door opened, and Rosalie charged into the living room. She snatched Emmett off the couch and pulled him upstairs growling something about 'a figment of your imagination', 'fanfiction' and 'utterly disgusting'.
A murderous Edward and a ferocious Alice were behind her. Jasper – sensing there would be trouble – flew up the stairs to the sanctuary of his room. Alice followed behind him, a stream of words too high-pitched for me to understand flowing out.
Edward's face softened when he looked at me, his eyes smoldering under his luscious eyelashes. "Bella," he said disapprovingly. "I thought you told me you would stay in bed."
"I did, but I decided against it." I said and glared at him defiantly, thinking of what Jasper said earlier.
He sighed. "Do you not want to be in my bed?" he asked closing the distance between us with one fluid motion.
"I d-d-didn't say that," I stammered as he sat next to me and pulled me in his lap. He nuzzled my neck with his face and all thoughts of anger were out the window.
"Didn't you?" he said against my neck.
My heartbeat thundered in my ears as his icy breath trailed up my neck.
"No," I gasped as he pressed his lips against mine. I parted my lips and flicked my tongue out grazing his lower lip. He stiffened and untangled himself from me.
"You'll be the death of me, I swear," he growled.
"Kiss me again," I demanded.
"No sense of self-preservation," he muttered as he carried me back to his bedroom.
Once he had me tucked into bed, I reached out to pull him closer. He complied, and I snuggled against his chest.
I sighed contently. "What movie did Emmett want me to watch with him anyways?"
Edward's body tensed. "Time to go to sleep, Isabella."
"No," I pouted. "I'm not tired."
I tried to stay awake, but he was humming my lullaby in my ear, and before I knew it my eyes closed involuntarily. As I fell asleep, I reminded myself to ask Emmett about the movie in the morning.
A/N: The inspiration for this one is none other than "Don't Stain the Couch"... Can anyone give me a recommendation of a good Bella/Mike fic?