Is this.... is this a kid fic?

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A/N: y'all missed it I had a whole ass crisis over on ao3 about whether or not to continue this but we're good now. it's it's happening folks.

Her family took it rather well.

"Oh, fuck no! I've heard enough horror stories, I'm not living with a vampire!" Ashton slammed his fist on the dinner table.

"Quite being rude, you shithead!" Bella snapped back.

"I don't give a damn! This is crazy! She's a fucking newborn! She'll kill us in our sleep!"

"She can learn to control it! She can live off animal blood!"

"Like hell she can! Charlie, back me up here!"

"What?" Charlie looked up from where he was petting Willis with Winnie.

"Dammit, traitor!"

"Hey, she seems cool!" Charlie defended. "Besides, we can finally do something with all those clothes we said we were going to donate and never did."

"Really? That's what you're thinking about?"

"Anything would be better than these clothes." Winnie grimaced. "My jeans are basically stiff at this point."

"What the hell." Charlie gaped.

"We can't have that." Bella frowned. "What size are you? We should have some skirts for you, and if I remember correctly, we should have some Diamond Girls shirts you can wear."

"Mother, no!" Charlie was aghast. "How could you even consider putting her in those clothes?"

"What, would you rather she dress like an emo like you?"

"Yes! It's the only sensible way to dress!"

"Oh, piss off, Charlie. She can wear whatever she wants, and if her current shirt is anything to go by, she'll probably like the pink stuff."

"Oh fuck no, this will not do." Ashton forgot his reservations and marched over to the vampire. He grabbed her hand, and pulled her away.

"Wha- what?"

"We're putting real clothes on you. This is bullshit. Charlie, do you think that skull shirt is up there?"

His brother shook his head. "No, but I know there's Fresh Corpse tee in one of the garbage bags."

Ashton pulled down the ladder to the attic.

"It will do." he faced Winnie. "If anyone asks about it, say your favourite song is Momma Don't. It's obscure enough for you to pass as a fan."

"O-okay?"

Ashton went up, then Charlie ushered Winnie up.

"Boys, wait-"

The attic door slammed shut.

The fuck?

Her son went from not wanting anything to do with the girl, to trapping himself in an enclosed room with her.

The power of emo indoctrination was not to be underestimated, apparently.

Bella sighed heavily into the table top.

Well, at least he seemed more likely to let her stay.

Bella rubbed her temple as her phone buzzed.

She slipped it out of her pocket, and saw it was from Jacob.

"Hey, what's-"

"Bella, there's a vampire on our land. Don't worry the kids, I'm coming home to take care of it, but keep them safe."