Bella and Edward swam through the crowd at the movie theatre. She felt light headed, as she always did when near her Edward. She always noticed how beautiful he was, but she noticed...more now.

"Bella, are you well?" Her perfect marble Adonis sang.

"I'm fine I just have diarrhea." Was her reply. She was always all too aware that Edward could read minds, so she almost always said the opposite of what she felt. This usually led to embarrassment later.

"Diarrhea yes, I remember it. Back in the 20's everybody had it." He melodiously uttered. Even 'diarrhea' sounded a symphony to her. Just then, Edward stopped.

"We are being followed." His voice was full of nerve. A figure appeared out of the shadows.

"You a long way from home, bub." A short, cigar smoking hairy man growled. His sideburns were overtaking his face. Muttonchops she had heard them called.

"Leave us be, friend. I have no quarrel with you." Edward stepped between her and the fellow. This man was dangerous she knew, but she felt as safe with Edward as if she were in an atomic bomb shelter.

"You've got nothin' but quarrel with me bub." He took a long drag on his cigar and tossed it into the air, and with a shrill *SNIKT* Adamantium claws flew from his knuckles and lunged at Edwards perfect face. Edward dodged, she assumed. He moved too fast for her to see. The hairy man with the claws swirled around, looking frantically for Edward.

"Come out you blood suckin' son of a bitch! You aint got no chance, I ken smell ya!" He howled. Edward appeared in a flash, and landed a graceful slap on the beastly man's neck. But oh no! He staggered up, and a fury of Adamantium rain fell upon her Edward.

"AHhhhhh my face! MY FACCCEEEE!!!!" He screamed. He screamed as if 90 years of puberty had just gone out of him.

"I have to go Edward. Um. See you." She heard herself saying as she backed away.


*I was talking to [link] and she was telling me how hard it is to write fanfiction. So I took my first shot at it. And whipped up a quick drawing.*