Rosalie stared at the waffle unsurely, the fried chicken sitting on top of it, and the syrup dripping down onto the paper plate.
"Are you going to eat it, or am I going to have to?" Stiles asked from across the picnic table that they were sitting at.
She poked it with her fork, inhaling the scent and it made her mouth water, she had only grown more human over the several months since Emmett left, she still had her strength, speed, bullet proof skin. But now she also had a heartbeat and blood in her veins, she had also started craving human food instead of just blood.
Rosalie and Stiles had gone to a local food truck that sold dozens of different kinds of waffles for her first human food in decades. Stiles had already eaten his, now he just waited for Rosalie.
"Do I need to give you the airplane?" Stiles asked sarcastically.
"I love you, but can you please be quiet?" Rosalie asked.
"Sure, why not," Stiles said, leaning his head on his hands.
She slowly cut off a corner of the waffle and chicken, any human food to a vampire tasted like ash to them, and Stiles understood her hesitancy, but ten minutes of just staring at it is a little overkill.
Rosalie started to bring the fork to her mouth, and Stiles looked up, his hands starting to drumroll.
Rosalie stopped, and glared at Stiles, and he held up his hands stopping the drumroll.
And to get it over with quickly, she shoved it in her mouth, chewing it quickly.
Then her eyes rolled back into her head and she moaned at the taste.
"And she likes it," Stiles said joyously.
Rosalie started to scarf the whole thing, and when Stiles reached for a piece she slapped his hand away.
Stiles smiled at his girlfriend,"I'll go get another one."
Rosalie held up two fingers.
"Two more," He corrected himself, going back to the food truck and waiting in line.
By the time he got to the front Rosalie had asked for three, and Stiles couldn't help but laugh. It was her first day eating human food in almost a century and now she was determined to eat as many waffles as she could.
When she finally deemed herself full enough, they both went back to the mansion in the middle of the woods, Rosalie bringing several other waffles in styrofoam packages and putting them in the fridge that they only ever used for Bella's food when she came over, and now Rosalie's.
"So it turns out Rosalie likes waffles," Stiles said, walking up next to Bella, while she practiced walking in high heels, and she stumbled and Stiles caught her.
"Cool," She mumbled, her brow furrowed in concentration, trying not to stumble,"Actually, there's something I want to ask you."
"What's up?" Stiles said, as Bella held onto his hand tightly, both from being nervous and keeping herself up right.
"Can you give me away?" Bella asked nervously.
Stiles did not expect that,"What about Charlie?"
"It was his idea," She said,"He felt like a more stable person should do it."
"Meaning he doesn't trust himself to not break down crying, or shoot Edward?" Stiles asked, and Bella nodded.
Stiles smiled,"I would love to walk you down the aisle."
Bella smiled too.
"You," Alice said, walking up to Stiles,"Help with the pews," She ordered.
"Ma'am, yes, Ma'am," Stiles replied, and Bella let go of him,"See you later Mrs. Eunuch."
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Beauty And The Beast
ФанфикThe pack is gone, dead, completely killed by hunters, Stiles was the only one to survive because Scott gave him the bite at the last second. But he didn't turn into a werewolf, or any sort of shapeshifter known. The only word to describe what he wa...