Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, New Moon, ect. Stephenie Meyer does.

A//N: Hi! I'm annoyed for no reason, so I decided to write a oneshot. Not sure what it's about yet, though… I think I'll just add all my oneshots to one big collection…

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"Oh, time for you to go now!" A strangely gleeful Charlie called out as he held the door open.

Edward nodded and got to his feet, walking over to Bella who sat curled up in the arm chair.

"Goodbye Bella," he said, leaning closer to whisper," I'll be back in a bit."

Bella glanced up from her book, gave him a brief smile, then started reading again.

Edward blinked, but walked out the door.

"You going to bed soon?" Charlie asked after he slammed the door and the quiet purr of the Volvo died away.

When Bella didn't answer, he tried again. "Bella?"

Still getting no response, Charlie walked over and bent down to her. "BELLA?!" he yelled.

The girl jumped and looked up from her book. "Yes Charlie?"

"Are you going to bed soon?" He replied.

She shrugged. "Pretty soon, I suppose."

"Well, good. I'm going to sleep now; I'm getting up early to go fishing with Billy tomorrow."

"Oh, have a good time." Bella's voice was muffled by the book's pages.

So Charlie went up to his room, muttering to himself.

An hour later, Edward appeared by her side. It took a few tries for him to get a response from her.

'What?!" she half yelled when she tore her eyes from the black type.

Slightly confused, Edward just looked at her. "Shouldn't you be upstairs and trying to sleep by now?"

Bella spotted the glowing numbers on the oven clock. "It's only 10:15, Edward. And besides, I need to take a shower."

"Go take a shower then." He replied, easily snatching the book from her fingers.

Instantly, a change came over Bella.

"Give me back the book Edward." She said in a low voice.

"Not until after your shower."

"I said, give me the book!" her voice was icy now.

"I can't. I don't want you staying up all night reading it."

The girl picked up a flower vase that was beside her on a table, holding it threateningly in the air.

"You wouldn't." Edward said, knowing she wouldn't throw it at him.

This belief was soon proved wrong, because the vase flew through the air, almost shattering before he could quickly catch it.

"What's the matter with you Bella?!"

"I want that book now!"

He handed it over, not sure if it was worth the trouble.

The human smiled. "See you in a few minutes. I'm taking my 'human minute' now."

She skipped carefully up the stairs, leaving a stunned Edward staring after her.

Shaking his head, he climbed the stairs and settled down to wait. For an hour.

By now Edward was irritated. He got up and ran to the bathroom door, knocking gently.

He heard a splash and a muffled noise, before Bella answered him in a tone that was almost as annoyed as himself.

"Are you almost done?" he asked.

"Yes, I only have 21 more pages to read, thank you for asking. Now, if you'll excuse me, it's now 20 more."

She must be reading that book! I wonder what it's about, she's so interested in it. Why, she can't even be bothered to pay attention to me! He thought to himself.

"Actually, I was asking if you were done with your shower, but I'm going back to your room now." The vampire turned and ran before Bella could growl at him again.

Twenty minutes later, she showed up in her raggedy pajamas, closed book inhand, and with a smile on her face.

"Finished already?" he asked cautiously.

She nodded, grinning still. "I loved it; had to keep reading."

"I'd noticed." He responded dryly.

His words were lost on her, for she merely turned off the light, and climbed into bed.

Edward appeared right behind her, holding her warm form like he did every night.

"What was the book called anyway?" he murmured into her ear, curious now that he wasn't going to get a snapped reply.

She sighed happily," It's called Twilight Fanfiction. It's an in-depth look into what the characters in fanfictions go through, from wrong pairings to making out with kitties. It was very captivating."

"I'm sure it must have been." He replied, hoping fervently that she would be normal after a good night's sleep.

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((A//N: Lol, sorry, that was really random. I totally just thought up one sentence and then started writing. No idea if you'll like it or not, but I'm fairly happy, even if this random story serves no purpose… REVIEW!!))