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"Bella." Edward told her slowly, seductively, "I need to go now. My curfew's in 3 minutes, at 2pm. I need to be in bed by 3. I'll see you tomorrow."
Of course, Bella only heard 'leave,' and ran into a corner to cry. She refused to eat for days, even when Edward came in to comfort her. The fifteenth time he did this, she turned and screamed at him, "Stop dressing up as Edward to make me feel better, Dad! It's not WORKING!"
Edward had muttered back, "Well nor are you." It was true, Bella had missed 3 weeks of school so far. Her father was dying with worry, or, more accurately, dying: he couldn't cook. Or shop for food. Or microwave. Or order at restaurants. Before Bella had come, he had relied on his neighbour, who had brought him food everyday after Charlie had convinced him he was handicapped.
When Bella had arrived, the neighbour had spotted Charlie walking up his drive. From then on he had refused to bring food.
They ate nothing for the rest of the school year. As I'm immitating Stephenie Meyer's writing style, I'm not actually going to explain Bella's state, or describe the months of her emptiness from another character's point of view.
Instead I'm going to write random words.
Chicken liver.
Sausage.
Shoelace.
Feather.
Eventually, the Summer holidays came. The Cullens left on the very first day for their annual holiday to a random unknown island where it was permanently sunny so that they could sparkle all the time and feel cool.
A week in, Alice came back to collect her favourite door handle. She had felt so alienated from everyone without it: Edward had his plastic bottle which he liked to chew on, Emmett had his pink wig, Rosalie had her blanket make from loads of facial wipes sewn together, and Jasper had his spelling test vocab- which he still hadn't learnt- in his pocket (there were 3 words: dog, cat, and antidisestablishmentarianism). Esme and Carlisle shared a radiator which they had ripped out of their bedroom wall, and refused to go anywhere without.
Alice decided to drop in to Bella's house to see if she could help with anything. Charlie hadn't lost any weight, because he had been eating the couch at a steady rate, and since he had dropped his food on it multiple times, it had contained enough nutrients to keep him going.
"Hi, Charlie." Alice smiled, "How are you? What did you eat today?"
"I'm fine, thanks. I found another mouldy sausage under my cushion, so I ate that, and some of the cushion."
"Aww! You're so lucky! My parents don't let me eat mouldy food since I got a deadly food poisoning disease. Pity really, it was so good…" She replied with total sincerity, "So where's Bella?"
He gave her a bored look, "Take a guess. She hasn't moved from there since September."
Hmmm...That's a hard one… Alice thought to herself, "Oh! I know! The kitchen!"
"No."
"Then...must be...the bathroom!"
"No."
"How about...the living room!"
"We're in the living room."
"Then the dining room?"
"There isn't one."
Alice opened my mouth to guess at another room, but he stopped me with a small hand gesture.
"You know what? I think I'll tell you, hun." He flashed a paedophilic smile at her, "She's in her bedroom."
"Thanks!" Alice exclaimed, before skipping/dancing upstairs (and tripping up on every step).
"Maybe I should just walk normally up stairs…" She muttered to herself, "But just up stairs, not on the street. I'll skip in public." She promised.
"Bella!!"
"Go away, Dad. Your Alice costume can't fool me." Bella muttered in fluent gibberish, which Alice happened to speak. Charlie had taught it to her.
"No really, it's me, Alice."
"The Cullens left, dad. Forever."
"Sure….About that, Edward really misses you, Bella."
Bella sprang out of bed.
"HE'S GOING TO COMMIT SUICIDE BECAUSE HE THINKS I'M DEAD?!?" Bella screamed.
"No, not exactly." Alice tried to tell her, but she was already online (though she had no internet) booking plane tickets to Italy.
"Bella, the rest of my family aren't in Italy- they're in a random island not far off the coast of India."
"You can't stop me from saving my Eddie-Weddie." She growled, before printing off her tickets with a non-existent printer, "Let's go now."
Alice was about to complain, but then realised that Charlie would probably want her to go to chaperone his child and keep her safe.
"You drive. I sleep." She growled, "And I'm not going to tell my father in case he worries about me."
She ran down the stairs, dragging Alice along behind her. Her feet thudded down on each step, waking Charlie up from his dozing on the sofa.
"Bella! Is that you?" He called, recognising her footsteps immediately.
"No!" Bella replied, "I'm not Bella!"
"Oh. OK then." Charlie mumbled before falling back asleep.
Within sixteen hours, they were in Italy.
"We're there, Bella." Alice shook her awake and she screamed.
"AARRRGGHHH!!!!" Then she fell back asleep, muttering, "Tired. So tired." The fact that she had slept for the whole year, and the past sixteen hours, made no difference.
"OK then…" Alice pulled Bella into a crummy old car.
"Such a….pretty Lambourghini." Bella sighed, obviously oblivious to the smell of dog poo and old person fart. Alice drove her to the nearest town.
"We're going to stay here for the night." She decided, but Bella had her own plans.
"NO! Edward's plan is to walk into the sunlight at midday. If I don't stop him, he'll die of vitamin C overdose!"
Alice sighed.
"Where is he going to do this?"
"Clock tower."
Another sigh.
"OK, go find it yourself though."
Bella nodded, before sprinting over to a statue, which she seemed to think was a clock tower. Along the way, she tripped over a few children, but nothing mattered to her, except for the dark figure in the shade of the statue.
"EDWARD!" She screamed, but above the deafening sound of the light drizzle, no one heard her. She repeated herself, louder this time, but Edward did not hear (he was somewhere near India, remember?).
Finally, she reached the statue, and tripped over it, landing head first on the stone. Her face was covered in blood and she was missing some teeth, but she could feel no pain, for she was looking at Edward.
Well, she wasn't, it was actually a random drunk man who had passed out in a pile of his own sick.
"Edward!" She shrieked, before magically appearing back in her house, hugging the actual Edward.
Of course, Bella only heard 'leave,' and ran into a corner to cry. She refused to eat for days, even when Edward came in to comfort her. The fifteenth time he did this, she turned and screamed at him, "Stop dressing up as Edward to make me feel better, Dad! It's not WORKING!"
Edward had muttered back, "Well nor are you." It was true, Bella had missed 3 weeks of school so far. Her father was dying with worry, or, more accurately, dying: he couldn't cook. Or shop for food. Or microwave. Or order at restaurants. Before Bella had come, he had relied on his neighbour, who had brought him food everyday after Charlie had convinced him he was handicapped.
When Bella had arrived, the neighbour had spotted Charlie walking up his drive. From then on he had refused to bring food.
They ate nothing for the rest of the school year. As I'm immitating Stephenie Meyer's writing style, I'm not actually going to explain Bella's state, or describe the months of her emptiness from another character's point of view.
Instead I'm going to write random words.
Chicken liver.
Sausage.
Shoelace.
Feather.
Eventually, the Summer holidays came. The Cullens left on the very first day for their annual holiday to a random unknown island where it was permanently sunny so that they could sparkle all the time and feel cool.
A week in, Alice came back to collect her favourite door handle. She had felt so alienated from everyone without it: Edward had his plastic bottle which he liked to chew on, Emmett had his pink wig, Rosalie had her blanket make from loads of facial wipes sewn together, and Jasper had his spelling test vocab- which he still hadn't learnt- in his pocket (there were 3 words: dog, cat, and antidisestablishmentarianism). Esme and Carlisle shared a radiator which they had ripped out of their bedroom wall, and refused to go anywhere without.
Alice decided to drop in to Bella's house to see if she could help with anything. Charlie hadn't lost any weight, because he had been eating the couch at a steady rate, and since he had dropped his food on it multiple times, it had contained enough nutrients to keep him going.
"Hi, Charlie." Alice smiled, "How are you? What did you eat today?"
"I'm fine, thanks. I found another mouldy sausage under my cushion, so I ate that, and some of the cushion."
"Aww! You're so lucky! My parents don't let me eat mouldy food since I got a deadly food poisoning disease. Pity really, it was so good…" She replied with total sincerity, "So where's Bella?"
He gave her a bored look, "Take a guess. She hasn't moved from there since September."
Hmmm...That's a hard one… Alice thought to herself, "Oh! I know! The kitchen!"
"No."
"Then...must be...the bathroom!"
"No."
"How about...the living room!"
"We're in the living room."
"Then the dining room?"
"There isn't one."
Alice opened my mouth to guess at another room, but he stopped me with a small hand gesture.
"You know what? I think I'll tell you, hun." He flashed a paedophilic smile at her, "She's in her bedroom."
"Thanks!" Alice exclaimed, before skipping/dancing upstairs (and tripping up on every step).
"Maybe I should just walk normally up stairs…" She muttered to herself, "But just up stairs, not on the street. I'll skip in public." She promised.
"Bella!!"
"Go away, Dad. Your Alice costume can't fool me." Bella muttered in fluent gibberish, which Alice happened to speak. Charlie had taught it to her.
"No really, it's me, Alice."
"The Cullens left, dad. Forever."
"Sure….About that, Edward really misses you, Bella."
Bella sprang out of bed.
"HE'S GOING TO COMMIT SUICIDE BECAUSE HE THINKS I'M DEAD?!?" Bella screamed.
"No, not exactly." Alice tried to tell her, but she was already online (though she had no internet) booking plane tickets to Italy.
"Bella, the rest of my family aren't in Italy- they're in a random island not far off the coast of India."
"You can't stop me from saving my Eddie-Weddie." She growled, before printing off her tickets with a non-existent printer, "Let's go now."
Alice was about to complain, but then realised that Charlie would probably want her to go to chaperone his child and keep her safe.
"You drive. I sleep." She growled, "And I'm not going to tell my father in case he worries about me."
She ran down the stairs, dragging Alice along behind her. Her feet thudded down on each step, waking Charlie up from his dozing on the sofa.
"Bella! Is that you?" He called, recognising her footsteps immediately.
"No!" Bella replied, "I'm not Bella!"
"Oh. OK then." Charlie mumbled before falling back asleep.
Within sixteen hours, they were in Italy.
"We're there, Bella." Alice shook her awake and she screamed.
"AARRRGGHHH!!!!" Then she fell back asleep, muttering, "Tired. So tired." The fact that she had slept for the whole year, and the past sixteen hours, made no difference.
"OK then…" Alice pulled Bella into a crummy old car.
"Such a….pretty Lambourghini." Bella sighed, obviously oblivious to the smell of dog poo and old person fart. Alice drove her to the nearest town.
"We're going to stay here for the night." She decided, but Bella had her own plans.
"NO! Edward's plan is to walk into the sunlight at midday. If I don't stop him, he'll die of vitamin C overdose!"
Alice sighed.
"Where is he going to do this?"
"Clock tower."
Another sigh.
"OK, go find it yourself though."
Bella nodded, before sprinting over to a statue, which she seemed to think was a clock tower. Along the way, she tripped over a few children, but nothing mattered to her, except for the dark figure in the shade of the statue.
"EDWARD!" She screamed, but above the deafening sound of the light drizzle, no one heard her. She repeated herself, louder this time, but Edward did not hear (he was somewhere near India, remember?).
Finally, she reached the statue, and tripped over it, landing head first on the stone. Her face was covered in blood and she was missing some teeth, but she could feel no pain, for she was looking at Edward.
Well, she wasn't, it was actually a random drunk man who had passed out in a pile of his own sick.
"Edward!" She shrieked, before magically appearing back in her house, hugging the actual Edward.
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I know the ending is slightly crap, but that always happens with my parodies :/
If anyone here is a Twihard, then no hate comments- Twilight sucks, and you should face it.
Also- in case you missed it- here's the link to the beginning of this parody: [link] .It's not spoofing any particular events in Twilight- just my views on Bella and Edward. So please read ^_^
Oh, and if you liked this, then you'll probably like my Hunger Games spoofs, and my spoof of Cucumber-girl's Killjoy story- so please read them! ^_^
I know the ending is slightly crap, but that always happens with my parodies :/
If anyone here is a Twihard, then no hate comments- Twilight sucks, and you should face it.
Also- in case you missed it- here's the link to the beginning of this parody: [link] .It's not spoofing any particular events in Twilight- just my views on Bella and Edward. So please read ^_^
Oh, and if you liked this, then you'll probably like my Hunger Games spoofs, and my spoof of Cucumber-girl's Killjoy story- so please read them! ^_^
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