Mary Alice (mary_alice) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2012-07-30 10:58:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, alice cullen, jasper hale |
Do vampires eat ice cream?
Who: Alice Cullen and Jasper Hale
When: Circa July 12
Where: Cullen Household, Living room
What: Jasper comes home from work, Alice wakes up from a strange dream
Rating/Warning: Low/None
Status: Complete
Alice was passed out on the sofa. She’d been up until nearly 4am last night (this morning), working on the website and internet campaign for Haus of Glinda. She loved the fashion work, she loved being able to design the website, help organize the campaign. It was good work, shocking that she’d been able to find something in her field right out of school.
But she worked best at night time, which kept her up until 4am. Not really a big deal, as she didn’t have to get up and go anywhere in the morning. She did rise, shower, have breakfast with Esme, then move to the sofa to put the finishing touches on the site... and promptly fell asleep. Esme came over to take her laptop from her lap and put a blanket over her, and Alice had been asleep there ever since.
At the doorstep, Jasper dropped his keys. They landed with a clink and an annoying jingle of brass and silver. Some of the keys were for work, one was for his car, another for his storage locker, one for the house, and who knew what the rest of them were for? Right then, as he scooped the keys from the step, Jasper promised himself to get rid of the ones he didn’t use. He opened the door with the house key and stepped inside, surprised to find it so dark. No one greeted him, so it was only safe to assume everyone was asleep.
Jasper removed his cover, then his coat and hung everything on the coat rack. Underneath was his pressed uniform shirt and tie. As he walked toward the living room, his polished shoes barely made a sound. There was a figure on the sofa that was barely moving. When Jasper looked closer, he saw that it was Alice and he paused for a moment, leaning over the back of the sofa to make sure her breathing was slow and steady. She was asleep. Jasper moved to the front of the sofa, bent at the knees, slid his arms under her petite body and lifted her carefully. He hoped she wouldn’t wake up, not even for a moment, but he was sure she would, at least a little.
Alice stirred only slightly when he first lifted her--just enough to draw her slightly from the Dream she'd been having. It’d been so realistic, when she roused she was still in that mindframe. She’d forgotten about this world completely. If she kept up working all night and sleeping all day it might turn her nocturnal--not a big deal, considering the dream she’d just had. When she came to her senses, she would likely blame the insane, intense dream she'd just had on her unusual sleep today.
She woke just enough to realize that she was being lifted into strong, familiar arms. She was still mostly in the land of the dream, though, and simply curled against him. Jasper. The Vampire who held the key to her heart. She nuzzled her cheek into his shoulder and sighed.
When she stirred, Jasper paused. Not so she’d go back to sleep, but so just in case she woke fully and freaked out in his arms, he wouldn’t do something stupid like drop her on her head. As she relaxed, Jasper carried her up toward her bedroom, feeling the muscles in his legs burn. She wasn’t heavy, but she was all warm, sleepy weight. Jasper pushed the door to her room open with his foot and moved her to her bed. He laid her over the bedcovers, mindful of her hair which fanned out over her pillow. Quietly as he could, Jasper took the extra thin quilt from the foot of her bed and pulled it over her body to tuck her in.
Wait. Sleep? She wasn’t supposed to be sleeping. Alice’s eyes finally opened as Jasper was pulling the quilt over her body. She saw him up above her, tucking her in. It was strange, she didn’t think she’d ever seen it before. He would have no reason to tuck her in, they didn’t sleep. “Jazz?” She whispered. Then she realized it. She wasn’t a vampire. She was a teenage girl, he was her adopted brother that she had feelings for. Strange and confusing. Why couldn’t they just be vampires?
“What time is it?” She asked, reaching a hand up to take hold of his wrist, stopping him tucking.
Jasper stopped, fairly blinking down at Alice in the dark. He hadn’t meant to wake her up, and she seemed almost desperate just to know the time. Jasper looked at the red glow of the digital clock on her nightstand. “Late,” he answered. “It’s almost midnight.” Had he really been working that long? It appeared he needed to get to sleep, too, but there was something in Alice’s tone that was decidedly off, giving him pause. “Are you all right?” he asked.
Alice shook her head a little, sitting up in the bed. She looked around this room--her room--as if it was the first time she’d ever been in it. “...no. Yes. I mean, I don’t know.” She said shaking her head again.
“I just had the weirdest dream. It was... insane.” She admitted, lifting her hands to run them through her hair.
Insane dreams were something Jasper was all too familiar with, especially these days. Slowly, almost tentatively, Jasper sat on the edge of Alice’s bed. He didn’t know why he thought he shouldn’t, but there was a certain vibe he got from her now that sent up red flags when before, it would be nothing to sit where he was. Just a brother sitting and chatting with his sister, that was all. “What was it about?” he asked.
For the moment, surprisingly, Alice wasn’t thinking about the weird vibe that was between them. She was stuck thinking about that dream. It was so real, more like memories she had now than a dream. It wasn’t fading, wasn’t going away as she woke more fully. She swallowed, trying to suppress the emotions flooding her.
“You’re going to laugh,” she said, but there was absolutely no mirth in her voice.
“No I won’t,” Jasper promised, looking down at Alice there in the bed. “Not unless you had a dream about creating giant walking, talking gummi bears. Then I might laugh.”
If only. That would be so much easier to explain than... sparkling vampires. She lifted her knees under the covers and wrapped her arms around them. “...We were vampires. You, me, Edward, Emmett, Rosalie... Mom and Dad...” Weird that she called them Esme and Carlisle in the dreams. She almost wanted to call them that here.
You know how Jasper promised not to laugh? He was already trying to hold it in, nodding and rubbing his lips together. Go on, his expression was saying, or at least, he hoped it was. Strangely enough, he could at least picture Edward as a vampire, maybe even Rosalie, but not the rest of them.
“You promised not to laugh!” Alice gave him a little warning smack on his arm. Though, there was a grin breaking out across her own features, too. It was absolutely ridiculous, wasn’t it? Vampires? She wore a bright smile as she went on, “you and I met in 1948 in a diner. I’d seen it in my magic visions.” Sounding more and more insane the more she spoke. “...I was a vegetarian vampire by then... meaning I only ate animals, not humans. And I helped you learn how to control your hunger.”
“Sorry,” Jasper said, then tried to straighten himself out and become serious. Her grin didn’t help and Jasper noted how beautiful she was when she smiled that way. It brightened her entire being which was already bright if you asked him. He resisted the momentary urge to touch her cheek, to cradle it and let the strands of her hair touch to his fingertips. “Not exactly a vegetarian then, is it?” he pointed out.
“That’s what we called it, anyway.” Alice said, the grin going a bit shy, a bit sheepish. It was a silly dream, but it felt so real. She was looking up at him, up into his eyes in the dim light. It was hard to feel the love she felt for him, the lust. It was fading a bit, but slowly. Alice wasn’t sure if it would ever truly go away, or if she ever wanted it to. “Your eyes were red. I remember it so clearly.”
Jasper frowned. He and Alice hadn’t ever spoken of their dreams. Suddenly, perhaps not so inexplicably given the time they were spending together, she was having dreams of him as a vampire with red eyes. Not just dreams, but she said remember. “Are they like the dreams everyone talks about on the net?” he asked.
“I... I don’t know.” Alice said, lifting her hands to run them through her hair. She didn’t like the frown on his face, and would do anything to make sure it went away. Forever. Then again, maybe that was the Alice from the Dream bleeding into this life. “Maybe. It’s like... I was me, but I wasn’t me. I had all these feelings. Now I’m confused.”
“Confused?” Jasper asked. If she was confused, she should have been Jasper at that moment as confusion was a bit of an understatement. “What were you confused about? Because you definitely aren’t a vampire” And Jasper was of the mind that these were just very strange dreams, brought on possibly by the county’s drinking water or just power of suggestion. Of course, that didn’t explain the things that happened there, did it.
“Nothing.” Alice said after a moment. She finally picked her eyes back up to look into his. “It’s nothing. Nevermind.” She forced a smile onto her features. “On a scale of one to ten, how tired are you from work? Because I could really go for an ice cream.” She thought she saw Esme Mom putting Dove Bars into the freezer after her store run earlier.
It wasn’t nothing, Jasper could tell by looking at Alice. He didn’t push, though, he knew her well enough to know he shouldn’t. While he was about an eight on her scale of one to tired, Jasper stood up. “So could I,” he said, even though that was a bit of a lie. He didn’t want ice cream, but for whatever reason, he wanted ice cream with Alice, much more than he wanted to go to sleep just then.
When Jasper said he wanted ice cream and stood, the smile that crossed Alice’s features was bright and happy. She nodded, bouncing up from the bed, and looped her arm through his, meeting them at the crooks of their elbows. She led him out of the bedroom and off toward the kitchen. Her head leaned in a little to rest against his shoulder, and she realised that in all of her dreams, she’d never fallen asleep in his arms. Vampires didn’t sleep, so. It was something she wanted to do very badly, for whatever strange reason.
The kitchen was dark, but there was enough light so they weren’t tripping over anything. Alice released Jasper’s arm so she could pull open the freezer and dig around for dove bars.
The touching wasn’t necessarily new, but there was a new, inexplicable vibe to it, the same one that Jasper had been feeling for a while whenever it came to Alice. In the kitchen, he found he didn’t want her to let him go and he stood there, watching her outline as she took the bars from the freezer. He suddenly pictured her like this every day, maybe for the rest of his life, and as much as he tried to shake it, it stayed there. Jasper swallowed dryly, smiling as he took the extra ice cream bar. “You’re not pregnant or anything, are you?” he asked teasingly. “All these late night cravings and weird dreams...”
Alice actually snorted. It wasn't mean or malicious, just a little, almost bitter laugh she couldn't stop from escaping. "You do know what it takes for a girl to get pregnant, right?" She said, unwrapping her ice cream bar and turning around to lean against the counter. She began to nibble as they talked. "Pretty sure it's not possible for that. Unless there's some divine intervention, or something along those lines."
“Just checking,” Jasper said as he opened his ice cream bar. He didn’t know what time it is, but his internal body clock was telling him it was late and that he could only allow himself this one ice cream bar before he needed to call it a night so he wasn’t a walking disaster in the morning. “Do vampires eat ice cream?” he asked lightly. He didn’t act this way around anyone but Alice, he realized. Later, he might blame the late hour for his mood.
Alice took her hand that wasn't holding ice cream and playfully swatted him in the stomach with an open palm. "See if I tell you about my bizarre vampire dreams next time." She half-teased, half-scolded. The grin was resident on her features now, though.