S U N S H I N E - Demetri Volturi

Chapter 32

"Carlisle, my dear friend."
Aro greets his old friend as the Cullen's step into the throne room; accompanied by Jane and Alec, who picked them up at the airport.

"Aro. It is great to see you again."
Carlisle nods with a respectful smile as he pulls Esme a tad closer to him.

He is certain nothing is to happen to her in here but Esme still feels a bit uncomfortable around all of them. now, she would never admit that; but he can see right through her façade.

Aro's eyes land on Isabella for a second before he lets them glance over the other people in the room. He doesn't like her attitude; the way she holds herself like she is their superior; the way she doesn't lean on Edward for support anymore and the way her eyes seem to be challenging him.

"I let the guards get a wing ready for you, I hope you don't mind."
Aro turns to Carlisle.

"That was very considerate of you."
the coven leader nods at the master.

"Jane, would you..?"
Aro asks one of his most loyal alleys, who bows slightly in return before pointing for the Cullens to follow after her. While they don't really have to bow to the masters – especially when no one is around – the guard has made a habit out of it and the kings just let it slide. Why would they say anything against it?

"Alec. Do you happen to know where Demetri and Kyra disappeared to?"
Aro asks the you and yet old vampire next to him.

"Demetri and Felix left for their mission an hour ago and Kyra mentioned something about annoying Caius."
Alec replies with a shrug.

Letting out a sigh, the black-haired master sits down on his throne while rolling his eyes. This girl really does have a death wish.

"I really don't think this is a good idea."
Didyme comments as she watches Kyra glue the last post its on Caius's wall, which now looks like a super bright and neon rainbow made out of post its.

"I think this is an awesome idea."
Kyra grins back.

"Do you have the paper cups?"
she adds and the older woman nods with a sigh while throwing the bag at her.

"Why do you need them again?"
Didyme questions.

"Give me a second."
the ginger tells her before unwrapping the cups and speeding from bedroom to bathroom and back to the bathroom until all of the cups are filled with water and put all over the floor around the room.

"Caius is going to end you."
the black-haired comments flatly.

"Nah."
Kyra shrugs uninterested and the two of them leave his room together. Kyra doesn't waste any time to grab the cling film in front of it and wrap it around the door in hopes the blonde master will be too distracted to notice it.

"You are the definition of a bad influence. Do you know that?"
Didyme asks with a raised brow making the ginger smirk at her in reply.

"Maybe. Maybe not."
the newborn gives back.

"His art room is right down there, right?"
she adds a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"What do you need?"
Didyme sighs.

"His old diaries. Wait here."
Kyra means before speeding into said room – a room no one is ever allowed to enter. Whoops.

Walking over to the loose floor board, she opens it and gets out the three of the twelve boxes before speeding back to Didyme with them. They are running out of time.