Disclaimer: Aro, Jane, and twilight belong to Stephanie Meyer.

THIS WAS NOT MY IDEA. This is based on the comic "Aro's fangs" by ~tilt5000. The original idea can be found at

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Just get rid of the spaces.

It had been a relatively normal day in the home of the Volturi. Several rogue vampires had been brought in and judged by the three leaders, Aro, Caius and Marcus. They had all been labeled as a threat and had been executed (after Jane had her fun with them, that is).

Aro was walking down the hall later that day when he passed in front of a mirror and stopped to admire his reflection. He looked the typical Hollywood vampire you saw in movies; black hair, chalky white skin, red eyes . . . there was one thing missing, though. He opened his mouth a bit and frowned. No fangs.

That was the one thing that bothered Aro about his kind; unlike Hollywood vampires, they didn't have fangs.

"I wonder," Aro muttered while continuing down the hall.

Hours later he reappeared in front of that same mirror while clutching something in his hand. He looked around to make sure he was alone before opening his hand to reveal a pair of plastic fangs. He fitted them on his top teeth and then viewed his handiwork.

Not Bad, He mused as he ran his tongue over the fang points. I like it. He looked around once more, checking to make sure the hall was still empty before he grabbed the edge of his cloak with his right hand and raised his arm so the cloak covered all except his eyes. With one fluid motion he swept his arm away from his body and bared his "fangs."


Aro's eyes widened and he spun to see Jane standing not ten feet away.

"Do I even want to know?" Jane asked.

"No, Jane dear, you do not."

A/N: The best part about this idea? It's totally believable. I could see Aro doing this.