The Vampires Little Bat

Hum

*Mia's P.O.V*

Carlisle keeps playing the tossing game for a while, earning a coo of excitement from me. I liked this game. Kind of sort of. After a while I ended up in Esme's arms but that was only after the fifty millionth time of Carlisle tossing me.

"Do you want to try and close your eyes?" Esme asks, making me shake my head as I snuggle into her. My eyes close against my will, leaving me snuggling up with her. She chuckles softly as she leans back against the bed, rocking me slightly as she hums. I pout at that, not sure why she was making that annoying noise and acting like I was going to sleep! I was not going to go to sleep. Vampires couldn't sleep!

"Why you have bed if no sleep?" I murmur, looking up at her with half-lidded eyes. Esme chuckles as her thumb strokes my jaw, making me lean into her touch with a happy noise. I liked her touch, she was so gentle and it made me want to curl up with her and never move. Esme cooes at me, giving me back my pacifier which I had apparently lost. I suckle on it happily, nuzzling into her.

"Because Carlisle and I like to cuddle whenever anyone needs it. It gives us a nice comfy spot to curl up with you or anyone else who needs some nice cuddle time," Esme says as she boops my nose with her thumb, making me blink in confusion. A small giggle escapes me as she holds me even tighter.

"And by Carlisle and I, she means that she hogs all of the cuddles and pretends that she shares with me," Carlisle says dryly, making me giggle slightly. I squirm slightly to look at him, earning a hum from me.

"Are you being a cuddlebug? Without me?" Rosalie enters the room, making me squirm out of Esme's grip after a moment and reach for her. She scoops me up, resting me on her hip.

"Now who is hogging?!" Esme acts fake upset, putting her hands on her hips with an angry look. I frown slightly, looking at her with a small frown. Was she mad at me? I hoped she wasn't mad at me...

"Don't upset the baby! She doesn't know you're teasing," Rosalie scolds as she tightens her hold on me. She bounces me on her hip, pushing my hair out of my face when it falls in front of my face.

"I no like it," I whine, making Rosalie stop.

"No like what baby?" Rosalie says, giving me her full attention.

"Hair in face," I whine, making Rosalie nod.

"Do you want me to do your hair baby? So it stays out of your face?" Esme asks, making me reach for her without another thought. If she was going to help me then I had to go to her, it was only fair. Esme chuckles as she takes me, getting up with me in her arms.

"How unfair! The baby doesn't want me at all," Carlisle says, making me giggle slightly as he dramatically falls to the floor.

"Carlisle, you are so dramatic. The baby is better behaved then you," Esme says as she fake kicks him, making him dramatically roll over.

"Ow...oh dear me," Carlisle says as he closes his eyes, pretending to be dead. He peeks through his eyes after a moment, looking at me. I just giggle at him, finding his playing pretend to be very amusing.

"Car," I look at him, making grabby hands. I just wanted him to get up, he was being so silly! He hops up, going to take me from Esme but I slink back into her arms. I wasn't really going to let him hold me, that was for Esme only.

"Oh! I see how it is!" Carlisle fake huffs as he crosses his arms. He looks away, pretending to be very upset with me. I squirm slightly, letting Esme push my pacifier back in since it had started to fall out. It wasn't my fault that the paci didn't want to stay in! Paci's were so bad and naughty.

"Come darling, Carlisle is such a silly man," Esme says as she brushes past him, carrying me into their large and pretty bathroom. I liked it. It wasn't so bright, it was more darker colors. The room was almost pitch black except for the lights that were on the walls. I liked them, they were much better than the bright bright overhead lights.

"Let me see," Esme hums as she sets me down in front of the sink, keeping a hand on my hip. I stare at myself in the mirror, making a face. I keep doing that as Esme starts to brush my hair, working her way through the tangled curls carefully.

"Mmm, ba ba," I babble to myself, feeling Esme chuckle slightly since she's right behind me. I spin around at that, making Esme raise an eyebrow. I rest my hand against her chest, her brows furrowed in confusion when I do that. I don't know why, I needed to feel the vibrations.

"Again," I demand, confusing Esme based on the way her brows wrinkle. I didn't like that. I didn't like her not understanding or how her face wrinkled slightly.

"Laugh," I say, the confusion leaving Esme's eyes as she chuckles again.  I squeal happily at the vibrations, laying my head against her chest as I listen for more.

"Oh baby," Esme says, making me nuzzle into her chest. Yes talking worked, not as good as her laughing but if I kept my head in the right spot I could feel the vibrations. They were so nice, I wanted to melt into her skin and never leave. Esme has to wrap an arm around me when I suddenly become weightless against her, earning a small coo from her.

"Goodness little cuddlebug," Esme says as she goes back to doing my hair, humming the whole time and occasionally singing a word when I start to tap her chest. I snuggle further into her, deciding I'm never leaving her or this room and she can't make me. The echoes in this room and the vibrations of her chest were too perfect.