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Post by spider on Jul 15, 2009 0:18:07 GMT -5
"Oh that's a load of Crap! I know my family better then that, Mabel! If Edward was contacting Bella he'd do it in person or talk to her! And Alice always giggles when she gets a text! I'm pretty sure you don't own one, so you either took Alice's or Edward's and is going to take a picture! Or, Alice or Edward is going to. And if either of them do, the previous threat still stands and the severity of the violence inflicted upon them will multiple by several leagues if that is the case." The humorous Emmett was slowly being locked in a cage by furious-wants-to-bite-vampire-Emmett.
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Post by Kerrigan on Jul 15, 2009 0:22:28 GMT -5
Mabel grumbled and swung open the door, breaking the lock and snapped a quick picture. She trilled a laugh and jumped back away from any objects that could hide her from public view. She then slowly walked back to Edward and Alice. She had a hard time figuring out how to work the small piece of technology in her hand, but finally found the pictures.
Mabel's burst into uncontrollable laughter. "OH LORD!" she said. "He looks like an angry celebrity who has just had their picture taken while walking out of the shower!" she showed the picture to the other two, Emmett's arm trying to cover his chest and the other tried to cover his face.
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Post by spider on Jul 15, 2009 0:24:24 GMT -5
Emmett bellowed in anger at the events that occurred. He removed the offending clothing as fast as he could and pulled on his pants before he was out of the dressing room and back to where they were before he grabbed the phone from their hands and deleted the picture. "I swear--Mabel! Ug! I'm so close to headbutting you right now!"
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Post by Kerrigan on Jul 15, 2009 0:28:39 GMT -5
Mabel let out another round of laughter. "It's fine if you delete that. We all have photographic memories!" she said. She giggled even louder, causing odd looks her way. "Oh dear." she said, wiping away an imaginary tear. "You Cullen's are fun. I may even take up your disgusting diet just to hang out with you." she thought for a moment. "Well, maybe not that." she admitted and laughed through her nose once more.
"Edward's turn!" she declared, twirling his way.
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Post by spider on Jul 15, 2009 0:35:23 GMT -5
Emmett scowled at her and chucked the phone at Edward and stomped back into the changing room, yanked his shirt on and stomped out. "The photgraphic memory we have makes taking pictures redundant, Mabel." He growled, saying her name like it was an expletive. He hrmphed and sat on a bench near them with his arms across his chest.
Alice was tittering on the edge of rolling on the floor. "I think you'd like it if you tried. But it of course isn't for everyone."
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Post by Kerrigan on Jul 15, 2009 0:39:48 GMT -5
"To be completely honest, I enjoy the feared look on their faces before I take a bite. I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to see that on a bear." she said, with a shrug. "I'm a bit evil that way," she smirked.
"But no distracting me! Edward is not getting out of this one!" she said, pulling the clothes from Alice and shoving them in Edwards arms.
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Post by spider on Jul 15, 2009 0:44:06 GMT -5
Alice held up her finger and ticked it back and forth liked a metronome. "Actually you can. It's even more instinctual and barbaric, in a way. Animals eyes are so expressive." Alice quipped with a devilish smirk.
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Post by Kerrigan on Jul 15, 2009 0:46:44 GMT -5
Mabel looked at Alice for a moment. "The taste?" she asked, a brow raised. She turned from Edward to Alice, engaging on conversation.
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Post by spider on Jul 15, 2009 1:00:47 GMT -5
"The predators are so very close to humans, the smell doesn't send us into a blind frenzy, but it does smell very appetizing. I am sixty-four percent sure you'd like it." Alice said seriously. "I would compare it to something else but...." She trailed off. "Animal blood is right here." She held up her hand to about her shoulder level and then her other hand floated around the underside of her chest. "And this is animal blood. If we take different reasons and matters of principle." As she spoke her hands raised and lowered a few times until they were equal in front of her. "Drinking animal blood has brought us so close together we are a family, we can stay in one place and even attend high school, enjoying being human again for a few hours. Morally we feel better about being turned into vampires because none of us actually asked for it. We feel better about our humanity and our conscious' are clearer because of our strives to better ourselves as a race and as people." Alice said in her normal perky tone. "It is a hard thing at first because it goes against our base instincts, but Carlisle--our father--has been doing this for a little over three hundred years. Edward is the second oldest when it comes to being a veg and that has allowed him to have a relationship with his singer." Alice smiled proudly at Edward for a moment. "You're really like it, Mabel, trust me."
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Post by Kerrigan on Jul 15, 2009 1:08:35 GMT -5
Mabel's' eyes bugged. "Singer? Relationship? Lord, that's amazing!" she said. She had heard about singers, that their blood was impossible to resist. It made her thirsty just thinking about it. "Jesus." she said again.
"So..." she thought for a moment, tapping her chin. "I would really like animal blood, huh?" she looked to Alice's eyes and pouted. "And then I would get stuck with golden eyes." she said, her lower lip jutting out. She loved her red eyes. They were so... intimidating.
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Post by spider on Jul 15, 2009 1:24:23 GMT -5
Alice nodded almost vigorously. "Yup." She popped the 'p' for emphasis. "I know things." She said with a small grin and tapped the side of her head. "Gold eyes can be just as intimidating. It's all about the intentions." She said with a grin. "Emmett can teach you how to harness the evilness in the gold eyes. He's got it down, like right now." She glanced over at him, his arms were folded across his chest, his hands balled into fists and his eyes were positively menacing. No one was walking anywhere near him.
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Post by Kerrigan on Jul 15, 2009 2:22:38 GMT -5
Mabel smiled a cheeky grin at Emmett and then looked back to Alice. Her face was no longer in a smile. It was hard, set in stone. "If I tried it...tried it..." she said, and an eyebrow rose. "Then I am moving into the Cullen house. I want my own room, with my own bathroom. Three windows, large closet. I want a red mustang convertible with leather interior. I want my own cell phone and credit card,, and Emmett and I are going to have a rematch." she said with a smirk. She had actually started counting off with her fingers toward the end.
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Post by spider on Jul 15, 2009 2:47:50 GMT -5
Alice actually squealed and threw her arms around Mabel and spun them in a circle. "Done done and done. The last ones up to Emme--"
"Rematch, tomorrow." Emmett cut in.
"That settles it! I'll call Esme and she'll clean out the last guest room on the top floor! This is so great! We can get the convertible today and start building your wardrobe!"
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Post by Kerrigan on Jul 15, 2009 3:02:18 GMT -5
Mable clapped her hands together again, a habit she had since she was human. "Great! That means we should start shopping right this instant!" she said, a large grin on her face. "Looks like you're off the hook today, Edward." she said, hooking her arm with Alice's.
"And Emmett, you're not as much as a curly wolf as you think you are. Tomorrow I'm gonna fight like Kilkenny cats, you believe me. And no Four-flushin' either, or I'm gonna put up a fuss." Mabel turned back to Alice. " Let's get a wiggle on so I don't have to listen to that gospel sharp preach and kick up a row." she said, speaking in her native language, Aka, 1800's slang. She wasn't sure if they understood anything she said, but she shrugged it off.
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Post by Edward Cullen on Jul 15, 2009 10:27:06 GMT -5
Edward had remained passive, even during the photo incident. He stood by his tactic of pretending to be invisible and...well whatta ya know, it worked.
While Alice and Mabel carried on the veg versus monster conversation, he quietly placed the ugly girly man items back on the racks and smiled when Mabel deemed him off the hook.
At the mention of cars however, his ears did perk and he agreed with her.
"Fine by me kitty kat, let's cut to the hut and check out some groovy wheels."
He offered his arm and his own brand of slang...1970's slang. It was still his favorite.
"Whadda ya say pony mamma? shake that groove thang?"
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