Pranks on Carlisle Cullen and Alice pranks Carlisle again (year after)

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Carlisle's POV

Alice had been acting strange lately. It was the first day of April,

and I knew what she was going to pull. The whole 3 months of April fool's

thing, though I wasn't sure exactly how long it would last, I knew at least

3 months. Alice lightly knocked on my door, and I knew what she would be

doing.

"Come in, but drop you're weapons, Alice." I called. She came in, smiling.

"So, Carl. How've you been?"

"DO NOT call me that. It's Carlisle, not Carl or Carly or anything else."

"Okay, Okay. So, I'm studying to be a cosmetologist, and I was wondering..."

My eyes widened. "You were wondering what?"

"If I could try it on you?" She asked. She seemed innocent enough...

"Uh....I...I had planned on going to the mall today to master cuts, but...."

"Please Carlisle? I won't mess up!" She pleaded. I sighed.

"I guess." So, she dragged me to the bathroom and sat me down in a chair. I was utterly terrified as she started. I had to admit, though, once she was done, that she had done a good job. "Nice."

"Hey, I'm gonna add highlights to your hair, okay?"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. What COLOUR highlights?" I asked, expecting an answer like

blue or purple or even, I shuddered at the thought, pink.

"Just a light brown. Nothing drastic." She pleaded once more. I sighed in utter

defeat again.

"Fine." I waited as she mixed the colour, getting scared again, it looked bright

orange. Once she had added the colour, and it had set for a while, I washed my

hair and saw her gleeful expression as I turned to look in the mirror.

My. Hair. Was. ORANGE! I turned to Alice, glaring. "You..."

"Sorry, I couldn't resist." She giggled. I stomped downstairs, hoping no one

would notice, but in a houseful of vampires, one couldn't get so lucky. Esme

saw me and gasped.

"What did Alice do to you?!"

Alice flitted down the stairs, smiling. "Oh, nothing. Just added a little...

erm....colour." She said. I turned to glare at her.

"Alice, why of all things would you do something so permanent?"

"Oh, It's not permanent, it comes out in oh, five washes." She said. I bolted up the stairs and washed my hair at least six times, and my hair was still somewhat orange, but only a vampire would notice, and it would come out with time.

The next day, Alice rapped on my office door again. I shivered, thinking

of what she would do to me.

"Come in." I said, a little scared.

"Carlisle, there are some people who desperately want to meet you."