I don't own Twilight or New Moon or Eclipse or any of the characters present in said books. I am merely a Fan that is tired of reading Fanfic and has decided to try her hand at writing it.
Edward must leave to go hunt. Emmet has be left in charge of Bella. What will happen to her now?! First Fanfic…Butcher it[one shot
Waffles, Pancakes, and Emmet; Oh My!
"Must you leave?" I whined incessantly. I really didn't want to let Edward leave my side.
"You have seen my eyes, Bella." Of course I had, that didn't mean I didn't want him to stay. He leaned over and gently placed his cool lips to mine. Breaking loose, I saw him look meaningful at the vampire standing behind me. Then my love was gone. I turned to see a grinning Emmet standing in the living room of the Cullen mansion.
Emmet wasn't as bad as I thought. I sat around watching him play video games all day. By the afternoon I had sunk to udder depression and was completely bored with Emmet. I heaved a heavy sigh.
"What was that for?" Emmet commented. I could tell he had no real interest. He didn't even bother to look up from the TV. All I could think about was Edward. How he looked in the sun and how his bronze hair shone. Edward, you need to get home. I miss you.
"It's nothing Emmet." What else would I say? Oh, Emmet, it's just that I miss your brother soooo much. I want to feel his cool lips press against mine and feel his strong cold arms around me. No, that just won't do.
"So, what do you want to do now?" I was utterly shocked when he turned off the TV. He looked heart-broken. It wasn't like I had forced him to turn off his video game. "Ed made me promise to keep you entertained. How should I go about doing that?"
Of course, Edward would say something like that. To my dismay, my stomage voiced its opinions of the day's activities before I even had time to think about it.
"Mystery solved!" Emmet laughed hard. I still didn't see what was so funny about my stomage being hungry. Suddenly I found myself being whooshed off to another room. Darn them and their vampire speed. We where in the kitchen now. Esme had been kind enough to stock some human food in the house for me. I never understood her fascination with buying me food. I was perfectly capable of bringing my own.
"So, what do you want to eat?"
"What about waffles?" Emmet was completely lost. I guess vampires just didn't know or have any reason of knowing what waffles where. Such a shame too, they were one of my favorite breakfast foods. (I don't know her favorite food, but I do know that I love waffles!)
"Waffles? What are those?" I couldn't help but to chuckle a bit at his face. It was very un-Emmet like.
"Well it's a breakfast food that are kind of like pancakes, but not." I was pleased with my description. What else would you call waffles? "Didn't you eat waffles when you were a human?"
"Okay, what are pancakes?" Emmet paused to think for a second "I don't think I've ever had a waffle before. Human memories fade, you know." Of course I knew.
"Well, pancakes are… They are…" I felt like I was trying to explain the process of sex to him. Pancakes were just pancakes. "Well, pancakes are a battery substance you put in a fry pan. You let them cook till they are a creamy yellow. Then, you eat them!" Okay, that was easier than talking about sex.
"You're blushing." Great, why would I even compare explaining pancakes to sex... "Why do pancakes make you blush?"
"Emmet, are we going to plan 20 questions or are you going to feed me something?" I was spending too much time around the Cullens. They definitely weren't discrete about the love making, at least not as much as most humans. I personally thanked God for giving me a love who didn't quite think like that.
Emmet stopped and thought again (The most thinking Emmet has ever done). "Well, we could play 20 questions after you ate your waffles." Leave it to Emmet to take a sarcastic comment seriously.
"I was being sarcastic, Emmet."
"Oh." I rolled my eyes.
"So, how do I make waffles?" I never thought about that.
"Don't you have any frozen waffles?" Esme had been kind enough to stock everything else. I saw no reason why frozen waffles wouldn't be in there.
"You have to look first, Emmet." He hadn't left the spot in front of me.
"I already did." A wicked grin crossed his face. Of course, vampire speed. I swear, they did it on purpose because they knew it would leave me speechless as I was now.
Plan B. "Do you have a waffle iron?"
"Um…" Such an intelligent sound. "What does it look like?"
"Well, its flat and it opens up so you can put the batter in it and it has a cube like pattern on it." This is harder than it should have been.
"No, we don't have one of those." Once again, he never moved.
I moaned. "How hard is it to get some waffles around here." My head dropped onto my folded arms. Then, as if answering me, my stomach betrayed its hunger again. "I agree." Sitting up again, I blushed. I was talking to my stomach.
"Well, do you want anything else?"
"You can stop laughing now." Emmet only laughed harder. "What about pancakes?" There that should be easy enough.
"I thought you said waffles were pancakes?" In turn, I laughed. Emmet has the cutest facial expressions!
"No. I said waffles were LIKE pancakes, not that they WERE pancakes." I just couldn't believe my luck. All I had wanted was my Edward and instead I asked for waffles and now I can't even get pancakes. What was the use of having vampires around if they couldn't even get you some frozen waffles or some pancakes.
"Never mind, Emmet." I got up off of the stool I was sitting at and walked off. Boy, that was painful.
Wow, that's not too bad. I'll have to work on my writing skills or rather the lack of. So, I extended this out a bit, but I'm contemplating adding another or more chapters. What do you think?