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Professor Cuddles

Summary:
Alice has something that Bella apparently suggested and that has Edward testy. What did she go and do now?


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1. Chapter 1

Rating 4.5/5   Word Count 796   Review this Chapter

“What’s wrong,” I asked, alarmed, when Edward slammed the door of the Volvo hard enough to shake the mirrors.

“Nothing you did,” he snapped, throwing the car into reverse and speeding away from my house.

“Does that mean that I normally am the cause of your anger,” I said coolly, hurt that he had snarled at me.

“I’m sorry Bella,” he whispered, glancing down at the floor mats. “I didn’t mean to get mad at you.”

“I know. But what’s wrong. I don’t want you to be upset. I don’t like you sad.”

“It’s Alice,” he said, sighing. “She’s being ridiculous. She said you gave her the idea, but I’m not sure…”

“What? What did she say I did?”

“Nothing,” he said, kissing me.

“Umm, Edward, the road,” I muttered breathlessly, eyes closed.

He turned back just in time to whip the car into his driveway. I was going to spend the afternoon at his house, since it was only a Wednesday and I managed to tell Charlie that I needed Edward to help me study for a Biology test.

We both got out of the car, Edward more gracefully than I. On the short walk to the entry, I managed to trip over nothing at all, Edward catching me as he always, wonderfully does. When we reached the door, I was almost blown over by Alice.

“Bella!” she squealed in a very overly-Alice-like way. “Come on,” she cried, tearing me away from Edward. “Come meet Professor Cuddles!”

“Wait, what!” I stopped dead. “Professor Cuddles?”

“Come on Bella.”

I looked back at Edward, who was glowering at Alice as she ran up the stairs.

“Come with me,” I whispered. “Your sister is scary.”

“I heard that,” Alice yelled down the stairs.

Edward came to the bottom of the stairs and took my hand. His face was still clouded with anger, though it seemed mild now. Exhaling, I began climbing the steps, dreading every one. Reaching the landing, I entered Alice and Jaspers’ bedroom. Alice was clearly responsible for decorating, there was pink and frills, but I have to say that it wasn’t too overdone. It was most likely Jasper who had put up a shelf full of thick books and tossed his shoes into a corner instead of lining them up in the closet.

Alice was sitting on the floor with her back to us, hunched over something. As she stood up, I could see one of those wire cage slash habitat things, like a giant hamster maze. She smiled brightly, holding out a ball of white fluff.

“Isn’t he adorable?” she squealed. “He’s a dwarf Hotot. I called him Professor because it looks like he has glasses, see?”

I took the very fuzzy rabbit from her and saw that it did have large black spots around its eyes, like heavy mascara. The rest of it was all white except for the little pink nose. It snuffled around, tickling my arms with its whiskers. All my tension vanished.

“Alice, he’s so sweet. A bunny huh?”

“Yeah, don’t you just love him? I remembered what you said about having fish, and I thought ‘I’ve never had a pet before’, so why not?”

Edward was grumbling and cross, standing near the door. “Now that you’re in on it, I’ll leave you to play with your snack.”

“Edward!” Alice gasped. “Don’t say that about Professor Cuddles!”

“Not my words, Jasper’s. It’ll never last in this house.”

Turning on his heel, he left the room, leaving me with images that I really didn’t want. I turned back to Alice, who was frowning at the empty doorway.

“That boy’s gonna get it,” she growled.

“Which one?” I asked calmly.

“Both of them!”

We spent the rest of the afternoon laughing and playing with Professor Cuddles, who seemed more than happy with the attention. When Edward took me home, he seemed in a slightly better mood, and I waited patiently for bed.

When he had crawled in beside me that night, matching his unnecessary breathing with mine, I ventured the question that had been eating at me.

“You’re not going to eat Alice’s rabbit are you?” I murmured sleepily.

“No,” he chuckled. “I’m more of a big game hunter.”

“Who do you think will?” I asked.

“Emmett,” he laughed, burrowing his nose into the hair at the back of my neck.

“He’d do that just to get Alice’s goat,” I said groggily.

“Goats, huh?” he whispered.

I fell asleep then. I don’t remember anything else. I do know however, that when I went back to the Cullen’s house, I didn’t see any rabbits, and everyone was careful not to mention it, even though many of the family could be seen with amused smiles on their faces whenever Alice wasn’t looking.