Twilight imagines

Paul 2

You'd been best friends with Paul as long as you could remember, ever since you were little kids and you and Bella used to visit Charlie in the summer. To say he wasn't pleased when he started morphing into a giant wolf and found out that you were Jasper's mate would be the understatement of the century.

He went fucking mental.

Then again to say Jasper was happy with you hanging around with "one of those oversized fleabags" wasn't entirely correct either. Jasper was in fact, completely not okay with that situation. Especially since it was well known that Paul was the most unstable of the bunch.

He went batshit crazy.

You'd spent some time watching the whole Edward/Bella/Jacob scenario play out however, and that just wasn't something you felt like being involved in. So with your superior sneaking skills and by generally being a devious little shit you'd managed to get them both to agree to meet you at the bowling alley in Port Angeles.

Yeah, when they walked in to find each other there, they weren't pleased.

"What the hell is this Y/N?" Paul growled, stalking over to the lane as you set up the score board. "You think I want to spend time with this leech?"

"Darlin' for once in my life I truly agree with the mutt. Why are we both here?"

Turning and crossing your arms over your chest you stared them both down as they stood toe to toe ignoring the wondering looks from the other humans in the bowling alley.

"Stop this right now!" You snapped. "Both of you."

Fixing them with the harshest glare you could muster you continued in a calmer tone as the humans turned away. "I've seen this play out before, the whole Edward/Bella/Jacob bullshit and I don't need any more of that crap in my life so you want to have your little male pissing contest fine. You want to have your little supernatural male pissing contest fine. You want to prove who's the best, most controlled species fine. We'll do that while we're bowling."

The men, for their part, just stared at you open mouthed. "Bowling?" Paul asked.

"Bowling?" Jasper repeated equally vexed.

"Yes bowling." You snapped. "And then Saturday we're going to play laser tag. Wednesday we're going to go dirt-bike riding. Hell we can even set up a werewolf/vampire baseball match if there's a storm coming." You swallowed before continuing in the most confident tone you could muster. "But pissing matches aside you are going to get on. We will be doing things together. I will continue to date Jasper." You shot a challenging look to Paul who didn't respond although he looked to be biting his tongue. "I will continue to hang out with Paul." Jasper didn't respond either although he did grind his teeth. "And we will all continue to hang out together until you get along. I am not Bella, I will not put up with the crap she does. Either you both get along or I'm done with both of you. Is that clear?"

Jasper responded immediately. "Yes Ma'am." Sometimes his past really did help you out a lot.

"Paul?" You asked, voice hard.

"Sure." He sounded pretty put out but at least he agreed.

"Good. I'll bowl first." Picking up the ball and striding towards the alley you didn't miss the quips they threw at each other.

"I bowl well. I'm so going to kick your cold, dead ass."

"Bring it on mutt."

Progress. You chanted in your head. It's progress.