(A/N; Okay, so here it is, my first Twilight fan fiction. I've been thinking about what my fiction should be on for a few weeks and suddenly it hit me. What do the Cullens do at night when humans are supposed to be asleep? I know some nights they must hunt but this is assuming that they've already hunted. Now, I do not own any of these characters in any way. They all belong to the amazing Stephenie Meyer. Please do not make a fool of yourself and assume that I am her, though that would be very flattering. Ha ha. Also, this might have to stay T for the possible chance of Rosalie's temper. I think that's pretty much self explanatory. I also believe that I am not the only person who thinks about this.
Anyway, please enjoy! :D)
Third Person Point of View.

Cutting Back

Carlisle ran an icy cold hand through his light blond hair as he stared at the bills he held in his hands. How in the world were his children able to run the electricity bills up so far? It just had to be the new television the boys had insisted on buying. The thing was monstrous! It was a giant seventy-two inch plasma screen piece of junk. Who in the world would think of creating such a thing that wasted so much electricity?! Since it was always on all times of the day, the thing was in constant need for a changing of light bulbs. Not to mention that every single light was always on, Alice was constantly using her blow dryers and various electric hair tools on Bella, Rosalie was always tweaking the cars with her power tools, and Emmett was always playing on his various game consoles always striving to prove to Edward and Jasper that it was possible to play the x-box 360 and dance dance revolution at the same time. Carlisle was thankful to god that Edward, Bella, Jasper, and his dear Esme were able to conserve energy so well. It seemed that with Bella and Edward did very simple things. Like listening to some music on a smaller, less energy absorbent, stereo or even playing on the piano. Jasper... give him a candle and room full of books, and he's pretty much set for however long he is away from Alice. Carlisle had to admit. He was proud of his son; being able to surround himself in so much knowledge was amazing. Now Esme, she was different as well. His dear Esme loved being outdoors and taking care of her beloved flowers or when it was raining, she would sit on the porch swing and read.

For the millionth time today, Carlisle sighed. Slowly, he began descending down the large stair case and into the living room where everyone went about their usual activities. Like the father figure he was, Carlisle strode over to the giant television, stood in front of it, and switched it off. His actions seemed to result in various shouts and odd stairs from his children.

"What was that for, Carlisle!? Seattle was winning!" Emmett shouted angrily from the couch.

"Yeah Carlisle. I actually bet on this game!" Alice added in.

"Enough!" Carlisle shouted angrily, causing all of his children to shut their mouths immediately. When Carlisle was angry, it was no joke.

"Have any of you seen these bills?! If you all haven't noticed, money doesn't go on forever! One day, I am going to run out of it and all of your precious toys will be gone!" Carlisle said as he slammed the large stack of bills down on the coffee table with much less force than he could have used.

Edward hissed as he saw the numbers in Carlisle's head. Still, he had the satisfaction of knowing that he and Bella didn't contribute much to it. For example, Bella had dug out an old thousand piece puzzle from under her bed and they were sitting casually on the floor putting it together.

"Esme, I think you know what needs to be done here..." Carlisle said as he pinched the bridge of his nose. Edward wasn't the only one who did that to relieve stress.

"Yes," Esme said with a sigh and got off the couch. "Kids, this is not the first time this has happened. I believe that this must be the seventh possibly even the eighth time this has happened. Anyway, Carlisle and I have discussed this many times and believe that we should have a curfew on certain electric devices. Promptly at seven o'clock, exactly one hour after Carlisle gets home, you all will not use any more electricity than needed. Such as lights, that is something you all are allowed to use. You can also listen to some soft music for entertainment if you wish. Definitely no seventy-two inch television... Emmett." She said as she raised her brow at him. "And Bella, you're free to use any electric kitchen appliance if you get hungry. I don't want any of you to use anything in there, considering you'll probably get bored and start playing with the food and possibly even blenders."

"Esme, that's not fair!" Alice shouted in her high soprano voice. Even though she knew better than to talk back to Esme, she just didn't want to stand for this!

"Enough. Kids, this is final. Until we can see that the bills go down significantly were keeping this rule. By the way, all of your electronic uses can come back on at ten in the morning. No earlier!" Esme said with a deep sigh. "That's it. Now, it's getting late. I want all of you upstairs and in your rooms in twenty minutes." She said softly and looked over to Carlisle who nodded as the two went upstairs for the evening.

"Well," Alice said in an unamused tone.

"She's right... it is getting pretty late. Alice?" Jasper asked as he stood up in front of his short wife who was seething on the love seat.

"Alright," She said softly as she stood up and wrapped an arm around Jasper's torso then made their way upstairs. Alice could feel Jasper sending wave after wave of calm emotion over her. Thank goodness one of the two were sensible.

"Bella and I should turn in for the night as well. I take it you'll be spending the night, Love?" Edward asked as the two got up and he placed a chaste kiss to her temple.

"Sure. Ever since Charlie left to see his cousins in California, the house has gotten really creepy." Bella said with a shudder as Edward lifted her up and took her to his - or rather - their room.

"Oh whatever. I guess I'm going up for the night as well. Emmett." Rosalie demanded in her stern but beautiful voice.

"Coming." The grizzly bear like man said, shutting off his game consoles, and following his wife upstairs.

So with that, all the Cullens decided to retire for the night.

(A/N; Jeez, I was nervous when I posted this. I really want to know what you all think so, I know you all know what to do. But let me tell you anyway. You see down there, that little lavender box thingy? Well how about you click on that thing and review my fan fiction. Seem easy enough? Constructive comments only please. Or if you'd like, tell me what you think about it.
The next chapter will be up sooner than you'd expect from me, so don't act like your panties are in a bind over this. Ha ha, it may not seem like it, but I have a life to you know. - Pixie or Asia :D)