Title: The Great Fire
Chapter: 2/3
Words: 393
Notes: This is the lead up, so it has to be OOC, and full of bad humour. :)
“Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore -
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
’"tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door -
Only this and nothing more.”
Within the first line of the poem, I knew this was not his. He thought he could get away with this?
“Emmett, are you serious?” I started, “You were just reciting Poe how d-“
“Carlisle, shh, I’m listening to the story. We all know it’s Poe, but it’s one of my favourites.” Bella put a hand on my mouth to prove that she was serious about me keeping it shut. Through her hand I muttered a muffled reply of ‘yes Bella.’
Emmett continued on with his story as if nothing ever happened. Bella stayed engrossed in the story, she barely blinked. Rose and Jasper tried to stay focused, but were distracted by the fact that Emmett looked ridiculous with that torch on his face. I attempted to stay focused, although it didn’t work. I was constantly turning to Esme, admiring her beauty in the candlelight. The way the flickers of the candle reflected in her eyes, the shimmer of happiness as she looked down at Bella. She was truly amazing.
“And the lamp-light o’er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - nevermore!”
I huffed in relief as it ended. Maybe now I can concentrate.
“Who wants to go next?” Emmett gave everyone an ear to ear grin, dimples and all. No one spoke up, though instead of the crickets humming, Bella’s thrumming heartbeat filled the silence.
Emmett stared at me right in this eye, his grin got larger - if it were possible - “Looks like it’s Papa’s turn. I wonder what Mr. Romantic can come up with.” He said in a sarcastic tone.
“Bring it on son.”
“Dad, don’t say that ever again. Ever.”
“Will do. Now pass the torch.” Emmett threw me the torch and I snapped it in half. I smirked menacingly at Emmett, just as a loud clap of thunder echoed through the house, causing Bella to jump.
I’ll get them good.