An Ocean Away
Twins Ansel and Allegra live very different lives. Ansel lives in Forks, eagerly anticipating the day he will become a werewolf. Allegra lives in Volterra, loving the life of a Volturi guard member. The problem is, they have no idea they're related. Part four in the Twist of Fate series.
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18. Axelle: Best Friend
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A few hours later, at the big house...
“Emmett, we have to beat them,” I whispered.
Jack and Ansel were sitting at the kitchen table. They were trying to look as impatient as they possibly could. Emmett and I were at the other side of the room, talking so quietly that they couldn't hear us.
He nodded. “I don't think we'll have any problems with that.”
“You suck at trivia,” I retorted.
He laughed. “Not as much as they do.”
“Good point. Carlisle, we're ready!” I called.
Carlisle would be the one asking the questions. He decided that because we were going to fight the Volturi in a week, we should all do something we really enjoyed until we had to leave. Emmett, Jack, Ansel, and I loved competing against each other, so it's what we decided to do.
Emmett and I sat at the other end of the table, and Carlisle ran into the room.
“Alright, which team is first?” he asked.
“We are!” Jack boasted. They won the rock, paper, scissors before, so they got to go first.
“Okay, Ansel, who was the tallest member of Monty Python?” asked Carlisle. He sounded like the perfect game show host.
We got twenty seconds to answer, and Ansel spent the first eighteen doing nothing but look at the wall. He knew the answer, of course, he just wanted to make Emmett and I wait. Sure, it was fun to compete against each other, but it was even more fun to be irritating while competing.
“John Cleese,” he answered with a second to spare.
“Correct!” exclaimed Carlisle. He turned to Emmett. “What is Jasper's favorite character on Mari-”
“Bowser!” he answered before letting Carlisle finish.
“No fair!” gasped Jack. “That's all Emmett thinks about!”
“It is so fair!” retorted Emmett. “Ansel thinks about Monty Python as much as I think about Mario Kart!”
“Next question,” said Carlisle. “In France, is it legal to name a pig Napoleon?” It was for Jack.
Jack shrugged. “Why wouldn't it be legal?”
Carlisle frowned. “It is actually illegal,” he admitted. “But the other team can't steal, because there was only one other answer.”
“Dad!” exclaimed Ansel. “Why didn't you know that?”
“Oh, I'm sorry, Ansel. Sorry for not knowing about random French laws. I'll remember to do some studying,” said Jack sarcastically.
“Yeah, you better,” snapped Jack.
I tried not to laugh. I had never in my life seen someone get so worked up about pigs.
“Axelle, your turn!” said Carlisle, turning away from the fighting werewolves. “What year was Schnorr von Carolsfeld born?”
“I don't even know who that is!” I sighed.
Jack and Ansel didn't know either, so the question was thrown out.
Carlisle shook his head. “He was an artist.”
Emmett laughed. “Yeah, Axelle.”
“Like you knew,” I scoffed.
“Emmett, why was Frank Sinatra referred to as Chairman of the Board?”
Emmett paused, and my mouth dropped open.
“Can he transfer the question to me?” I asked quickly.
“No,” answered Carlisle.
Emmett bit his lip.
“You know this one, Emmett!” I urged. “And if you don't I'll be forced to rip your limbs off.”
After twenty seconds, the question was passed to Ansel and Jack. Either one of them could answer it, so Jack answered.
“He was called the Chairman of the Board because he formed Reprise Records. It was a nickname that quite a few of his friends used for him,” said Jack.
I sighed heavily. “Sometimes I want to hit you, Jack.”
He grinned. “Do it, Axelle. Hit me.”
“Eww, stop!” exclaimed Ansel. “Don't even start your little fake fights... they make me want to hurl.”
I shrugged innocently. “I don't know what you're talking about, Ansel.”
“Carlisle!” called Esme. “Will you come here?”
Carlisle smiled. “Game over, Jack and Ansel win.” He swept out of the room without another word.
“Ha!” exclaimed Jack and Ansel at the same time.
“And you were all high and mighty,” said Ansel, giving Jack a high five.
“They never learn,” sighed Jack.
“Fine!” I exclaimed. “We'll just go be losers outside, then!” I took Emmett's hand and dragged him outside.
We ran nowhere in particular. We just wanted to be away from the house. Jack and Ansel would be insufferably excited for the next few hours, and we didn't want to deal with it.
“Where should we go?” asked Emmett.
I thought about it. There was one thing that Emmett and I had never been able to do.
“Emmett, want to watch Mars Attacks?” I asked.
He stopped running and looked at me. “You promise you're not going to... going to get hit by a meteor, or maybe smashed by some sort of heavy object before we watch it, are you?” he asked cautiously.
I shook my head. “I pinky promise.”
We decided to watch it at my house instead of the big house. It would let us watch our movie without being plagued by “so there” and “suck it!” Emmett had been wanting to watch that movie with me for almost twenty years, and it was about time.
We decided to watch it in the master bedroom. We sat on the floor at the foot of the bed, and waited for it to start. The only part I had ever seen was the beginning, where the cows on fire run by.
“Isn't that cool?” exclaimed Emmett.
I laughed. “Oh yes, very cool. Cows on fire always means a party.”
Emmett would exclaim something every minute or so, just to show how much he liked the movie. When the people were first melted by the lasers, he shouted, “Isn't that weird?”
When Las Vegas was invaded by the aliens, he gasped “Could you imagine?”
And when the president had the creepy alien hand crawling all around him, he whispered, “Sick, right?”
When it ended, he hopped of of the ground and started babbling about how much he loved that movie, and how much he wished he had the thought to go and find Tim Burton before he died. Emmett was always talking about how Tim Burton would be the worlds best vampire, and I found it hard to disagree with him.
I didn't really watch the movie that closely, though. I mean, I understood what was going on, of course. I could process quite a few things at once. I was watching Emmett watch the movie, instead. He was just as interesting, if not more.
Emmett was over a hundred, but he still acted just like a kid. He got excited at the smallest, silliest things, and I loved that about him. I could give him a high five one day, and he'd still be talking about it hours later. Silly as he was, he could be serious if the moment required.
When I was little, I saw a commercial for Disneyland on TV. It was very early in the morning, and I wasn't ready to be awake at all. The one thing that made me want to be awake that early was the thought of Disneyland. I told Emmett, and he took me. It was the best memory I had of when I was little.
One time, when I was about five, we were playing secret spy princess. I fell down and scraped my knee, and I could have sworn he went into super “I need to protect Axelle” mode. He wouldn't let anyone aside from my parents near me for a week.
He let me dress him in a sparkly dress, put makeup on him, and then build him a pillow fort. He didn't get angry, which is enough to qualify him for uncle of the year. And even after my dad took embarrassing pictures, he didn't wash the makeup off because he knew it would hurt my feelings.
When Allegra was kept in Volterra and we had to go back to Forks, Emmett was the one who made Jack and I feel a little better, which was better than what anyone else had done. He always knew how to make me happy, no matter how horrible I was feeling.
He was my best friend.
- Ansel: The Bee's Knees
- Allegra: Fishing
- Ansel: Narcissus
- Allegra: Embarrassing
- Ansel: Sick
- Allegra: Cookies
- Ansel: Freeze
- Allegra: Good Hosts
- Ansel: Secret
- Allegra: Wrong Time
- Ansel: Bear
- Allegra: Get Away
- Ansel: Rip Your Pretty Little Face Off
- Allegra: Plotting
- Ansel: S' My Job
- Allegra: We Could Pay
- Ansel: Anso!
- Axelle: Best Friend
- Allegra: A Whole Forever
- Ansel: Camping
- Allegra: Too Easy
- Ansel: Don't Even Think
- Axelle: Auntie
- Ansel: Boring
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