Edward's Egg
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S through Z › Twilight Series › AU/AR
Rating:
Adult ++
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17
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Amnesia
Chapter 7
She awoke to find the day cloudy and normal, her room filled with the usual gloom. She panicked for a spit second wondering if her ball had vanished but then calmed as she found the hard, round, loving shape of her globe.
She pressed it to her face and kissed it, "Today Edward we're going to see Jacob...then finally I'll know what you are."
Bella pushed the covers off of her and sat up, folding "Edward" in her arms. She strode to the dresser, opening it with one hand, clutching "Edward" to her breast with the other. She selected a dull horizonally stripped shirt, a A cup frilly bra, underwear that possessed a resemblence to tighty-whities with a beheaded monkey on the front, and skinny jeans.
She took the folded clothes "Edward" with her into her private bath room and closed the door. She set the ball on the counter of the sink, grabbing a brush and proceeded to brush her long dark hair.
She mused to herself combing her dark tresses, staring at her skinny, naked form in the mirror, Today Jacob will tell me everything I need to know, then I won't need him anymore, I'll have Edward again."
She glanced to the ball and smiled showing her teeth, placed the brush down and switched on the in the shower water which soon steamed. She scooped "Edward" up into her arms and entered the shower closing the curtain behind her.
She stared maniacally at the ball between her hands as the water ran down the slope of the coral sphere, "Does that feel good Edward?"
***
"Mr. Piccolo!" Gohan's hands nudged his master's shoulder through his great weighted shoulder pads.
"Ughh," Piccolo groaned as he opened his eyes to see the young warriors face, grateful he was for Gohan's spikey hair, as it blocked the sun out of his now sensitive eyes.
Piccolo rose up, his head pounding, wincing he felt his skin pull as though some substance stuck just under his eyes preventing his skin's full range of motion.
Piccolo turned his head towards his pupil, "Gohan?"
"You passed out Mr. Piccolo!"
"What!?"
"Yeah, after you tried blowing up the moon but instead blew up a satellite."
He stood up in a flash, "What? I missed my target? But..." He settled down, "Why would I try to blow up the moon?"
Gohan stood, "Your eyes were bleeding last night, I asked you what was wrong and you said it was something horrible and then you got really angry and said you wanted to destroy the nearest spherical object."
Piccolo he put a hand under his eyes feeling the dried liquid and flinced, "I...don't remember."
Gohan nodded, "Hm, after you did a Special Beam Canon at the moon you fell backwards out cold," Gohan added blushing, "I stayed and watched you to make sure you were okay."
Piccolo raised his brow calculatingly, so...the little runt doesn't hate me after all these months of training.
"I must be in catatonic shock, but I remember the feeling of the disturbance, how Kami said it was some one tampering with the one starred dragon ball. I remember flying to the house with the orange truck and the police cruiser, approaching the back window to the left ," He furrowed his brows, "I just don't remember what I saw after that, that must be where the disturbance was."
Gohan's eyes widened in horror, "If you don't remember than how are we supposed to know what it was?"
"Don't worry Gohan, I made it back here with out a scratch, so it can't be anything too horrible."
Still Gohan gawked in horror, "Piccolo...if you don't remember does Kami remember?"
Oh shit! I haven't even thought about that! Old Man!
***
"Kami! Oh Kami...you're alright, I was so worried," he heard the deep voice of Mr. Popo say.
"Oh my head..." Kami felt a cold rag placed ontop of it, he discovered he was in his bed, Mr. Popo seated next to him his eyes wide and white with worry contrasting against his black skin the bright sun outside glaring off of the white veranda through the pillars dizzing.
"Kami...you fainted after you found spoke with Piccolo."
"What," he groaned.
"You said you found out what the disturbance was and then fell, but I made sure you didn't hit the ground."
Kami sat up horrified, "Mr. Popo...I don't remember even speaking to Piccolo."
Mr. Popo gawked, tears in his eyes, "What could be that horrible to cause you to go into shock?"
"I don't know Mr. Popo, but this is very serious," He stood, reaching for his wooden staff, "We will have to inform everyone right away, Goku might not be able to be resurrected if we don't do something now!"
She awoke to find the day cloudy and normal, her room filled with the usual gloom. She panicked for a spit second wondering if her ball had vanished but then calmed as she found the hard, round, loving shape of her globe.
She pressed it to her face and kissed it, "Today Edward we're going to see Jacob...then finally I'll know what you are."
Bella pushed the covers off of her and sat up, folding "Edward" in her arms. She strode to the dresser, opening it with one hand, clutching "Edward" to her breast with the other. She selected a dull horizonally stripped shirt, a A cup frilly bra, underwear that possessed a resemblence to tighty-whities with a beheaded monkey on the front, and skinny jeans.
She took the folded clothes "Edward" with her into her private bath room and closed the door. She set the ball on the counter of the sink, grabbing a brush and proceeded to brush her long dark hair.
She mused to herself combing her dark tresses, staring at her skinny, naked form in the mirror, Today Jacob will tell me everything I need to know, then I won't need him anymore, I'll have Edward again."
She glanced to the ball and smiled showing her teeth, placed the brush down and switched on the in the shower water which soon steamed. She scooped "Edward" up into her arms and entered the shower closing the curtain behind her.
She stared maniacally at the ball between her hands as the water ran down the slope of the coral sphere, "Does that feel good Edward?"
***
"Mr. Piccolo!" Gohan's hands nudged his master's shoulder through his great weighted shoulder pads.
"Ughh," Piccolo groaned as he opened his eyes to see the young warriors face, grateful he was for Gohan's spikey hair, as it blocked the sun out of his now sensitive eyes.
Piccolo rose up, his head pounding, wincing he felt his skin pull as though some substance stuck just under his eyes preventing his skin's full range of motion.
Piccolo turned his head towards his pupil, "Gohan?"
"You passed out Mr. Piccolo!"
"What!?"
"Yeah, after you tried blowing up the moon but instead blew up a satellite."
He stood up in a flash, "What? I missed my target? But..." He settled down, "Why would I try to blow up the moon?"
Gohan stood, "Your eyes were bleeding last night, I asked you what was wrong and you said it was something horrible and then you got really angry and said you wanted to destroy the nearest spherical object."
Piccolo he put a hand under his eyes feeling the dried liquid and flinced, "I...don't remember."
Gohan nodded, "Hm, after you did a Special Beam Canon at the moon you fell backwards out cold," Gohan added blushing, "I stayed and watched you to make sure you were okay."
Piccolo raised his brow calculatingly, so...the little runt doesn't hate me after all these months of training.
"I must be in catatonic shock, but I remember the feeling of the disturbance, how Kami said it was some one tampering with the one starred dragon ball. I remember flying to the house with the orange truck and the police cruiser, approaching the back window to the left ," He furrowed his brows, "I just don't remember what I saw after that, that must be where the disturbance was."
Gohan's eyes widened in horror, "If you don't remember than how are we supposed to know what it was?"
"Don't worry Gohan, I made it back here with out a scratch, so it can't be anything too horrible."
Still Gohan gawked in horror, "Piccolo...if you don't remember does Kami remember?"
Oh shit! I haven't even thought about that! Old Man!
***
"Kami! Oh Kami...you're alright, I was so worried," he heard the deep voice of Mr. Popo say.
"Oh my head..." Kami felt a cold rag placed ontop of it, he discovered he was in his bed, Mr. Popo seated next to him his eyes wide and white with worry contrasting against his black skin the bright sun outside glaring off of the white veranda through the pillars dizzing.
"Kami...you fainted after you found spoke with Piccolo."
"What," he groaned.
"You said you found out what the disturbance was and then fell, but I made sure you didn't hit the ground."
Kami sat up horrified, "Mr. Popo...I don't remember even speaking to Piccolo."
Mr. Popo gawked, tears in his eyes, "What could be that horrible to cause you to go into shock?"
"I don't know Mr. Popo, but this is very serious," He stood, reaching for his wooden staff, "We will have to inform everyone right away, Goku might not be able to be resurrected if we don't do something now!"