Hi @eclipsethemidnightsun Surprise! I’m your secret gift exchange friend from the @twilight-secret-gift-exchange :D
You wanted a oneshot about one of the following: Emmett, Jasper, Paul or Quil. So I ended up putting the first three in this story for you. I hope you like it.
Jasper sits back in his seat frowning for a moment at Emmett’s words.
Of course, the bear of a man had been so excited about his ‘excellent idea’ that in his haste to explain he omitted a few words leaving Jasper one very confused cowboy.
“You want to be cryptic?” He knew he was wrong as soon as the words left his mouth and Emmett launched into a more in-depth and coherent explanation that he wanted to be a cryptid.
“Like… the sasquatch. That thing you were hunting for all summer in Ohio?” The enthusiasm from Emmett was genuine and Jasper felt himself coming round to the idea of helping him become that he so wished to be.
“Yes! So, will you help me? I asked Rosalie and she just walked away without saying anything.” Her reaction was that of any sane person that was for sure, but his real worry was Carlisle and Esme.
If Emmett gained any sort of notoriety or was even caught it would spell the end of their settled state in Forks and they would be unable to return for a good few years. A few years Charlie did not have and he wasn’t about to jeopardise Bella’s last years with her father for a moment of fun.
“I will but we really must be careful.”
He knew he was the last resort, not out of spite, but the last choice all the same and yet he still couldn’t find it in him to refuse Emmett his help.
Alice all but danced into the room and to his side. That look in her eye told him she has something of interest to offer the both of them.
“I have something that might help.” In a split second, she was gone and back again. Upon her return she held something large and dark, an old fur coat it might have been but no… it was a bear costume.
A terrifying life-like costume. The fur was had seen better days but at a distance, it wouldn’t matter, it was the hood come mask that would send shivers down the spine of even the most seasoned of hunters in Forks.
Intense brown eyes and a snarling maw so true to life that Jasper could swear he felt the hot breath of the beast fan over his face. Before he could say a single word Emmett had swiped it from Alice and thrown it over his clothes pulling the hood over his face.
His hulking mass under the costume gave a very real feel and Jasper watched mesmerised as Emmett emulated the movements of a bear with very little effort.
Sadly the roar needed work but it wasn’t a total loss.
After a moment of lumbering about in the costume, Emmett threw back the hood to reveal his smiling face his golden eyes darting from Alice’s face to Jasper’s awaiting their reaction.
“The only problem with this is that it’s just a bear. Nothing otherworldly or supernatural about a bear, is there?” Jasper voiced and Emmett agreed almost immediately as he slipped out of the costume turning it around to survey it completely.
“How do we make it weird?”
