The Vampires Little Bat

Rest

My friend dragged me back into this fandom, so obviously I have to write for this fic.

*Mia's P.O.V*

I had my head resting against Esme's shoulder as she just carried me around. I found it quite nice to just get to sip on her hip as she moved around the house, going from room to room to fix things up.

Esme carries me to what I presume is her and Carlisle's room, based off the scent that radiated from it. She digs through a drawer for a minute, one that has bunch of stuff in it. She hums happily, pulling out a plastic thing.

"Here baby, this will be much better than your thumb," Esme says, gently tugging at my hand that was close to my face. When she does that, I realize that my thumb is in my mouth. I blink tiredly, my thumb falling out my mouth.

"I think this pacifier fits you much better than your thumb," Esme says as she adjusts her hold on me, pressing the pacifier into my mouth. I accepted it, hesitantly suckling on it. I had never used a pacifier before but it actually felt quite soothing to use. Esme ran her fingers through my hair as she turns me towards a mirror.

The pacifier was black, white writing on it. I squint slightly to focus on it, smiling when I see it has "Little vampire". I look at Esme, tapping my pacifier to show her what it says. Just in case she hadn't seen it yet.

"Oh yes, you are a little vampire. That's for sure. Such a darling little vampire," Esme agrees as she sits down on the bed, lying back with me. I snuggle into her, a small squeal of happiness escaping me when she scratches my back gently

"You are just a cuddle bug, huh darling?" Esme asks, making me nod my head as I sigh contently.

"Esme, like cuddles?" I ask, tilting my head back to look up at her face.

"Esme loves cuddles darling, especially from cute little vampires," Esme says as she leans down, kissing my forehead. I squirm happily, so delighted with how she showed affection.

"Mia loves cuddles...with Esme," I say, deciding to let her know that it was her specifically I liked cuddles with.

"Just me? Am I that special?" Esme asks, making me nod. I giggle when she tickles my sides lightly, kicking my legs as I try and fail to wiggle away.

"No cuddles! No, bad!" I tell Esme, waving my fingers in her face when she continues to try and cuddle with me after her awful tickling. I earn a chuckle from her, a small smile on her lips as I rub my eyes.

"Are you sleepy?" Esme asks, despite knowing that I couldn't sleep. No vampire could. We could have little rest periods but we were very much awake for them, we just chose to lay still.

"No, not rest," I shake my head quickly, earning a small hum from Esme.

"Not even if I lay with you?" Esme asks, making me throw myself down onto the bed quickly. I close my eyes pretending to sleep as I let out exaggerated snores.

"Oh what a sleepy baby you are," Esme cooes as she lays down next to me, sighing softly as I cuddle into her. Her hand smooths my hair back, my curly hair fighting against it.

"Are you hogging the baby?" Carlisle's voice startles me and makes me want to open my eyes. I squirm slightly, keeping my eyes closed only because I wanted Esme to keep cuddling with me.

"I think she's actually hogging me," Esme says, making me shake my head before I remember I'm supposed to be acting like I'm asleep. My action earns a chuckle from Esme and Carlisle, making me feel embarrassed.

"Mind if I join? I could use the break," Carlisle says. I'm assuming Esme shakes her head no as I feel the bed dip down, feeling Carlisle on my other side.

"Car," I coo at him, turning on my side as my eyes open. It was too hard to keep pretending I was asleep, not when he was there and wanted to cuddle with me and Esme.

"Is Carlisle too hard for you to say little one?" Carlisle chuckles as he lifts me up, holding me up in the air carefully. I squeal, my legs kicking out in excitement. I enjoyed being up in the air, it was so fun. It was like I was flying.

"Do not drop her, dear," Esme says. Her voice actually sounds worried which I think is funny because I'm flying and there's nothing to be worried about! Flying was the funnest thing in the world!

"She loves it darling, don't worry," Carlisle says as he pretends to drop me, catching me quickly. The slight drop in the air is enough to make my eyes go wide, excitement in my eyes.

"More, more," I beg, my pacifier falling out of my mouth. Esme catches it effortlessly, holding onto it. Carlisle stands up, lifting me up and up so that his arms are practically straight over his head. I squeal happily as he walks around, moving me around so that I get to enjoy it.

"I thought I was going to have to worry about the boys being rough with her, not my husband," Esme mumbles to herself, clearly not expecting for us to hear. Carlisle laughs as he brings me down, letting me sit on his hip.

"Esme, look at her! She's fine and perfectly happy. Here, watch," Carlisle says as he spins in a circle with me before he throws me onto the bed. A gasp escapes me, my entire body freezing for a second before I scramble off the bed and go straight back to Carlisle.

"I thought you came in here to rest," Esme fake growls as Carlisle scoops me up, tossing me onto the bed again.

"I'm tiring the baby out," Carlisle says simply as I run back to him and am immediately tossed back onto the bed. I love this game! I want to play it forever! I hope he does too!