My first ever posted story. The idea got stuck in my head after listening to Lego House by Ed Sheeran, which got me thinking about Toy Story, which obviously got me thinking about Twilight... Everything reminds me of Twilight. ;)
This is just for fun and please understand that it was written with humorous intent. It is not intended to degrade Twilight or any of it's characters in any way.
English is not my first language, so please excuse me for any grammatical errors. Constructive criticism is always welcome though. :)
Disclamer: I do not own Twilight, Toy Story or any of the brands occurring in this story.
Chapter 1 - Gift
"Are you sure you want to give her this?"
"Yes, I'm sure. Would you stop asking me that?"
"She's only six."
"So? Every six year old girl has dolls. Besides it's not like she never had a doll before."
They'd had this conversation at least five times in the past week. Ever since the woman had picked me up in the store.
"But why did you have to get her the boy?"
The man wasn't pleased with his wife's choice of gift. I couldn't help but be a little offended. I was a classic after all. Besides my target age group started at four.
"Seriously? That's what you're worried about? It's not like she'll marry it, Charlie. Every girl gets a Barbie. I wanted to give our girl something different, something special. Now stop whining and start singing before she wakes up."
I'd seen the woman coming down the aisle through the plastic window in my box. She was searching the racks with an exceptionally bored expression. When she spotted me between all the pink Barbies, she nearly set off the alarms with her squeal of joy. A sales attendant came and asked her what was wrong. She simply took me from the rack and had me gift wrapped while she paid.
I hadn't seen much after that except the inside of the wrapping paper. But I could hear them. I guessed Renee, as I'd heard the man call her once, kept me hidden in a closet and every time the door would open I could hear them talking.
I heard another door open now and Renee and Charlie started singing Happy Birthday. A little girl's voice started moaning as she awoke.
"Mommy... You promised no singing."
Renee giggled. "I know, sweetie. Happy birthday!"
"Happy birthday, Bells. Your mom got you a present."
"Yes! Open it, Bella! You're gonna love it."
I couldn't be sure, but I had a feeling Charlie was rolling his eyes right now.
This was it. I was going to meet my owner. I hoped I would like her. I don't think I can live through my plastic life playing with a spoiled brat. If she was anything like her mother, it would be alright. Renee seemed a little overly enthusiastic, but she was bound to be up for a few adventures.
My box shook and I heard the tearing of paper before the light shone through my plastic window once again. At first I couldn't see anything but the purple, flowery bed sheet I was facing. But then I was turned around and the most adorable little girl stared back at me. She had brown, shoulder length hair that was tousled and wild from the nights sleep. Her eyes were also brown, chocolate brown. She looked a lot like her mother actually. I hoped that was a good sign for her personality.
Her face fell a little when she realized what I was. "Thank you, mommy. But all the other girls in school have a Barbie. I'll be the only girl with a Ken. They won't play with me."
"Told you she wouldn't like it," Charlie mumbled. I guess I was wrong; she got her personality from her father.
"Of course they'll play with you, sweetie," Renee told her. "All the Barbies of your friends will want to be Ken's girlfriend and marry him." Great, I thought. "You'll be the most popular girl in class. You'll see."
That prospect didn't really seem to cheer her up either, but she smiled a little bigger regardless. "Thank you, mommy. Thank you, daddy."
"You're welcome, honey." Renee gave her daughter a big kiss on the top of her head before turning in the direction of Charlie's voice and smirking.
"Hurry up and have breakfast, you two. The guests will be arriving in a few hours. I'll take this fellow downstairs and free him from his box so you can play before the party starts."
"Come on Bella. Let's put you in that new birthday dress I bought you."
Renee lifted Bella off the bed, while Charlie carried me out the room. He put me down again on the kitchen counter and started rummaging through the drawers.
I was happy to get out of these restraints and this stupid box. If you ask me, they tied dolls way too tightly. It's not like we're going anywhere anyway. My back was stiff and my wrists hurt like I'd been in handcuffs too long. And don't get me started on the neck brace.
Charlie turned around and I got my first good look at him. Bella had inherited her chocolate brown eyes from him, but his most striking feature was his thick moustache. He had a police uniform on. The irony didn't escape me that he would be the one to free me from the handcuffs.
Then I saw the huge pair of scissors he carried. He wasn't going to cut me loose with that, was he? He probably was a good guy, but his earlier comments on me didn't exactly increase my trust in him. Besides, I only had tiny limbs; easily cut by a pair of scissors that was larger than me. And what about my perfectly styled hair?
If I could have closed my eyes, I would have. But Charlie got me out of the box without accidents and thankfully put the scissors away again. Then he turned back to me and picked me of the counter to examine me more closely. His eyes seemed to be sizing me up.
"Listen pal. You may be a doll and have that innocent look on your face, but don't go getting any ideas. Bella's my little girl and you better treat her well or the scissors are coming out again."
Strange human, this one. The threat with the scissors hit a sensitive spot though. But even if I could, I would never do something to hurt a cute little girl like Bella.
She came running in the room then. Her hair was neatly combed and pulled back with a big white ribbon. She wore a knee-length dress that flared out at the bottom. The dark blue color complemented her pale complexion perfectly.
"Can I play now? Please? I want to show Ken my other toys."
"Have you finished your breakfast? Alright then. Here you go, Bells."
Charlie bent down so he could give me to her. Bella gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and ran off with me in her arms. I could just see Renee as she gave Charlie a goodbye kiss and wished him good luck at work.
"I'll introduce you to Jacob first. He's my favorite," Bella was saying as she hurried up the stairs. I had to admit that I was anxious and nervous to meet her other toys. Besides the owner, they were the ones a doll had to spend his entire day with.
We went back into her room and she ran straight to the bed. She sat down and picked up a stuffed animal from the pillow. She must have slept with it. I hadn't noticed it before when she'd unwrapped me.
"This is Jacob. He's a wolf and he's my best friend. Jacob, meet Ken." She placed us both on one of her legs, facing each other and started talking about Jacob and the fun times they'd had.
"Hey. What's up? I'm Jake."
"Nice to meet you. My name's Edward actually. Ken is just my brand." Humans couldn't hear us. Bella was still prattling along about the adventures she'd had with Jake.
"Well, Edward than. You're a lucky doll with this one here. She's the best owner one could wish for. Not a single one of her toys has a scratch on it. The only toy she ever lost was a doll named Victoria. It went missing in the super market. Bella cried for days."
"What are the other toys like?" I asked him.
"O, they're great. Can you see the shelf above the bed? That's where all the other stuffed animals stay. The big bear is Sam. He usually keeps an eye out for when the humans come back. The lion's name is Paul. He's a bit proud, but a good guy. The monkeys are the goofballs around here. The big one is Jared and the two smaller ones are Embry and Quil. Then there's Leah and Seth, the two horses. Bella also has a Mr. and Mrs. Potato Head, but we haven't seen them in a while. You're the first doll here since Victoria."
It was nice talking to someone again; I hadn't talked to anyone in a long time. Jacob obviously felt at ease here and the enthusiastic way he talked about his friends gave me hope that I would like it here as well.
Bella had changed the subject to her upcoming party now. She seemed a little nervous.
"Why is she so nervous for her party? Shouldn't she be happy about her birthday?"
"She's just a little shy. Her mother invited her entire class, but she's not that comfortable in big groups. She only has one real good friend, Angela. Nice kid. You'll meet her soon enough."
"Bella, honey?" Renee was calling her. "Your friends are here. Come downstairs and say hello. We'll have cake in a minute."
"I'm coming, mom." She put us down on the bed. "I have to go. I'll be back soon. Don't go away." She adjusted her skirt and with a big sigh turned around and walked out the room.
"Come on. I'll introduce you to the rest," Jake said as soon as she was gone. I looked at the door hesitatingly. "Don't worry. It'll be a while before anyone comes back. Renee doesn't let the kids come upstairs when there are that many guests."
I followed Jake and climbed up to the shelf with the other animals. It seemed a little premature, we hadn't even really played after all, but I was feeling pretty good. I seemed to have won the toys' jackpot. A nice owner, friendly other toys… Well, I liked Jake. If everything else turned out to be a big disappointment, I had a feeling I would at least have one friend here.
Tell me what you think. I'm writing chapter 2, but I don't know when it'll be done or how fast I can post the other chapters. It's my first story, so it's all trial and error. :)