Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

The Rabbit Meets The Magic Stick

By Mama4Dukes

Chapter 21:

On Thursday, the kids stayed after school to decorate the gym for the school dance.

“Geez, Paul, this is such a pain. Remind me never to join the dance committee again,” Bella griped as she spread glue onto a cardboard star.

“Not a problem. I’m in complete agreement with you.”

He stroked her cheek softly with the back of his hand.

“Hey, none of that stuff,” Charlie joked. “Hey, Arizonas, watch this.” Charlie, Adam, and Quil lined up in a V formation and started performing for them. This time, they did Corey Hart’s ‘Sunglasses At Night’ complete with dark sunglasses and upturned collars.

After they were done, Adam asked, “So, do you guys think we should do that or our Thriller routine? Quil thinks we should do DEVO again, but we did that at the last dance.”

“I think you should do both,” Paul suggested.

“I suppose we can, but it would involve a costume change.”

“A costume change?”

“Yeah, we have costumes for each song.”

“Charlie is their designer,” Bella informed Paul proudly.

“That’s pretty cool, dude,” he replied simply, which put a smile on her father’s face.

“You know? We should definitely do both,” Quil agreed. “We’ll do ‘Thriller’ and ‘Sunglasses.’ That way, we can save DEVO for lunch on Monday.”

“Good idea.”

“Oh, and Maile, you really need to have my mom perm your hair or something. It’s looking pretty flat,” Quil informed her.

“Uh, thank you for your advice. I’ll take it into consideration.”

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Later that afternoon, while Paul was out getting a driving lesson from his grandfather and Bella was shopping for a dress with her grandparents, Jake went to the Ateara house with Quil, Charlie, and Adam.

“Are you sure that it’s an easy job, man?” Quil asked him.

“Sure, with the four of us working, we can probably get this heap road ready tonight.”

“How come you know so much about cars?”

“I’ve always liked tinkering with tools. Besides, I needed to get my Rabbit running back home in Arizona so I could have transportation.”

“How old is your Rabbit, man?” Adam questioned.

“Uh, it’s super old. It’s a 1986.”

“You own a 1986 Rabbit? That’s like a year old! You must be rich man. What does your dad do?”

Jake’s eyes widened. He was so comfortable with his new buddies that he had forgotten that he was time traveling in the past. “Did I say 1986?” When his friends nodded, he continued, “No, no, I meant 1976. I… I was dreaming of an 86 Rabbit.” He quickly changed the subject, and turned to Quil. “Now, you said you’ve already diagnosed the problem, right?” Jake stared in awe at the 1979 Camaro Z28.

“Yep, it needs new brake pads and a new radiator. I have all of the parts. I just can’t get them all in. I gave it an oil change this weekend and changed the plugs and wires. Adam can do the electrical stuff. He helped me install this rad new radio with a cassette player. Charlie sewed all the seat covers, but he can’t do the mechanical stuff.”

Charlie nodded his head. “My job is to make things look good.”

“I’m impressed,” Jake said. “This is all easy stuff. We can get this all done tonight.” He was already tinkering under the hood. “Do you have any money? Because your fan belt is about to snap. It shouldn’t cost too much and I can put one in right away. We should change the air and fuel filters, too, while we’re working on it.”

“I have some money and I’ll see if my dad can spot me the rest,” Quil said. “Let me go and ask him now.”

“Yep, and if he does, I’ll run to the store with Adam to get the stuff. That way you guys can keep working on the car,” Charlie offered, and then he had a thought. “Guys! We should do a ‘Greased Lightening’ routine after the car is all done! Jack here can be our special guest.”

“Sounds good to me,” Jake said.

The boys worked hard until they got every repair done at around eleven pm. Old Quil had even come out to help with the car repairs and Aunt Molly let them all have dinner in the garage because she had to watch ‘Who’s The Boss, ‘Growing Pains’, and ‘Moonlighting’ without being disturbed. Afterwards, she came out to the garage with her clippers and scissors and started trimming everyone’s hair. After all, there was a dance tomorrow night and they had to look spiffy. Jake was kind of happy about that because he had phased last night with Paul and the elders, and he kept tripping over his own fur. He didn’t like that.

The boys all ended up spending the night at the Atearas, which was ironic because, growing up, he’d spent a lot of nights here at this house. Quil the Fifth was his best friend in the future. Oddly enough, when considering the future, he wondered how things were going to be. He had never been friends with Paul, but now that they had this shared time-traveling experience, they were buddies, and he had no doubt that they’d be close friends when they got back to their time. Would he still be friends with Embry and Quil? Jake already felt as if they had grown apart. Was this a result of his trip to the past?

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On Friday, the school day passed without incident and the kids were busy getting ready for the dance. The boys were in the cabin and Bella was at the salon with her grandmother and aunt, who were doting upon her. Her grandmother had purchased a pretty, new dress for her together with a pair of heels.

They had just finished her hair and makeup and she was in the backroom trying on her dress.

“Remember, Bella, we’re picking you up right after the dance in front of the school,” Aunt Molly reminded her.

“Got it,” she replied. “Do I really have to wear pantyhose? They’re really hard to get on. People don’t really wear these anymore.”

“Of course you have to wear them! You won’t look put together! I won’t have my niece running around town looking raggedy.”

“I’m not going to look raggedy. I just don’t want to wear pantyhose!”

“Put the damned pantyhose on this instant, young lady! They provide an extra layer of protection against unsavory boys who try to get into your panties. You are a Swan! And Swans definitely don’t run around without their pantyhose on.”

“They do in my time!” Bella yelled back.

“Isabella, nylons make your legs look tan. Now, put them on,” her grandmother insisted. “And you had better not be parading around town without your stockings on, young lady. And keep your panties on, too! My granddaughter is not an exhibitionist!”

“I swear! The first thing I do when I get back is get a spray tan.” She stood up after she got them on and slipped into her heels.

Her grandmother zipped up her dress. “Oh, you look beautiful!” she gushed. “Peach is definitely your color.”

“I agree. It goes well with your skin tone. You have my coloring,” Aunt Molly said.

“She does not! She has my coloring!”

“Pardon me? Helen, are you blind, this girl is all Swan!”

“Yeah, only the bad parts.”

“Swans do not have bad parts!”

“You could have fooled me.”

“Oh my God! Stop arguing! I love you both!”

“Oh, she loves us!”

The two women hugged Bella who replied, “Of course I love you. Why wouldn’t I? You’re my grandmother and my aunt. Isn’t it required that I love you? Besides, you two are the most caring, loving women I’ve ever had the honor of meeting.”

It was true. She wished she could take her aunt and her grandmother back with her to the future. Unfortunately, by the time she had been born, they had both passed away. She would have to make the most of her time with them now. She smiled at the two of them warmly while they continued to pamper her.