Ok so I've never actually written anything Twilight related before so I'm sorry if this isn't very good.
He really should have known better than to piss Alice off. It had been just a casual remark, missing the thought process and bursting out of his mouth. Alice had narrowed her eyes and walked off, thoughts of retribution bouncing around her brain.
Edward glared at Jasper; he could have warned him that telling Alice that her dress made her look “curvy” was nowhere near a smart thing to do. For someone who had been alive for almost a hundred years sometimes Edward’s survival instinct just sucked.
The next day Alice sat extra close to him on the couch, lean body curled next to him with Jasper on her other side. Suddenly she sighed loudly and began to daydream, memories of what she did last night assaulting him in full colour, booming sound and high definition. And boy he did not need to know that his adopted sister could do that with her tongue... or that she was that flexible... or what Jasper looked naked... and was that position possible even for a vampire?
Edward let out a manly squeak and jumped off the couch. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Carlisle looking at him with worry and Jasper burying his face in his arms. Edward escaped to the sanctuary of his room to the twinkling sounds of laughter.
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Date: 2009-04-10 07:14 am (UTC)He really should have known better than to piss Alice off. It had been just a casual remark, missing the thought process and bursting out of his mouth. Alice had narrowed her eyes and walked off, thoughts of retribution bouncing around her brain.
Edward glared at Jasper; he could have warned him that telling Alice that her dress made her look “curvy” was nowhere near a smart thing to do. For someone who had been alive for almost a hundred years sometimes Edward’s survival instinct just sucked.
The next day Alice sat extra close to him on the couch, lean body curled next to him with Jasper on her other side. Suddenly she sighed loudly and began to daydream, memories of what she did last night assaulting him in full colour, booming sound and high definition. And boy he did not need to know that his adopted sister could do that with her tongue... or that she was that flexible... or what Jasper looked naked... and was that position possible even for a vampire?
Edward let out a manly squeak and jumped off the couch. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Carlisle looking at him with worry and Jasper burying his face in his arms. Edward escaped to the sanctuary of his room to the twinkling sounds of laughter.
Sometimes reading minds really sucked.