A/N: All characters by Stephenie Meyer. This is my first story, please be nice :-)

Emmett complained loudly in the kitchen. Well, not loudly physically but his thoughts literally screamed and flung themselves in my telephatic brain.

I am soooo bored! Ugh, what's fun around here? Hey..


I did not like where his thoughts were redirected. His memories started to flood of Bella's klutz moments and, most especially, her beautiful blushes.

Ah, Bella's clumsiness is one of her redeeming human features I'll never forget. It'll probably intensify when she's .. one of us.
I shuddered inwardly at the very thought. A sharp, blunt pain on my left ear dragged me back to reality.
Emmett had slapped me, helping me out of my trance. "Hey bro, you up for some challenge?" He was grinning, ear to ear.

I searched his mind for something suspicious. Instead of rancid, immature thoughts, Emmett was singing the nursery rhyme 'Baa Baa Black Sheep'.

Baa, Baa, Black Sheep have you any wool? Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full. One for my master, one for my dame, one for the little boy that lives down the
lane! Baa Baa Black Sheep have you any wool? Yes sir, yes sir three bags full!

I furrowed my brow, curious and mad at the same time. If Emmett hides something from me, it's often fraught with embarassment and peril.
"What challenge?" I asked. "Hey, you'll see," he replied, dragging me to the backyard. Then, he bellowed, "Jasper! Come down with us!"

Jasper, who was looking as bored as Emmett was, excitedly ran to us. "What's going on?" he asked, smiling.
"Ah, well.. we're being faced by a dilemma here," Emmett offered, "it's Edward's fault, mostly."

Ah, I guess Edward doesn't realize.. I mean, Bella's already picked!
I hope Eddie picks me.. I picked him the last time me and Rose ..

"Pick? Pick for what?" I asked, genuinely confused. Jasper and Emmett's eyebrows rose.

"Hmm, let me ask you this, Edward," Jasper said, "who's Bella's maid of honor?"

"Alice," I replied, "and what does that have to do with ... "

HA! You realize now? Who's your best man Edward? Can't be Carlisle, he's the DAD.
Eddie-weddie, pick me! C'mon, I'm your best bro! Jasper's just gonna manipulate you!

I grinned. I'd been to lots of Emmett's weddings and Jasper and I get to alternate being the best man. However, knowing Bella, she probably won't
get married again. It's going to be a hard choice.

"C'mon, Edward, I'm the one who always puts up with your foul mood swings! And, still take you hunting afterwards," Emmett said proudly.

"Edward, I calm you down during your nervous breakdown. You'd be popping all veins in your body if I wasn't here," Jasper replied seethingly.

They both provided lame excuses. I thought up of something creative, and fair at the same time.
"Well, since I don't want to do this personally, let's do this through a challenge," I said, "in revenge for all the times Emmett and Jasper, yes you two, embarassed me both in book and fanfiction format, this challenge is for you. Whoever wins get the coveted spot of being my best man."

Both of them exchanged wary, but excited expressions.

Psh. Edward can't cook up no goody-goody scheme. He's too "GOOD" to be evil like me.
Heh, Edward thinks he can thwart me, EMMETT MCARTY HALE? No chance there..okay, maybe if there was, Jasper will have figured him out sooner..

I bit back a "bear choke" laugh and turned back to the house. This was going to be one interesting afternoon.