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EMPOV
"I wouldn't sit there if I were you." Nessie was about to sit on Esme's newly upholstered sofa. For some reason Esme was being really protective of this couch. No one was allowed to sit on it for 24 hours, something about glue needing to dry. She even went so far as to rope it off and put a sign on it. Personally, I think she was still a little miffed about the last couch. I may have accidentally broken it when Jasper beat me at Guitar Hero 3. Nessie just smiled at me and sat down anyway.
"Nessie did you hear me? Esme doesn't want people on that couch. She put a sign up and everything."
She dangled her feet off the edge and started swinging them back and forth. "Oh Emmet," She replied smirking at me, "when will you learn the rules don't apply to me."
"I know you're cute and little and all but Esme will still murder you when she sees you on that couch."
She yawned and stretched out. "Whatever" She looked like she was about to fall asleep.
"You'll see. In fact, here comes Esme now." Just then Esme walked into the room carrying a massive pile of freshly folded laundry. Heehee apparently I am the lucky one today, Esme's timing is perfect. For once I won't be the one getting in trouble.
"Esme, I swear I told her not to-"
"Shh-" Esme cut me off with a hiss and an evil glare. "You'll wake her." I watched horrified as Esme pointed lovingly at the little monster curled up on her new sofa. At that Nessie sighed and rolled over to face me. She opened one little eye and smirked up at me.
"But you said no one could…" How can this be happening?
"Yes well, she's a growing girl, and she needs her sleep. So leave her alone."
"But she's faking. She's not even really-"
"No buts. I swear Emmet if you wake her you are grounded. I mean it no x-box for a month. Now go up to your room and leave her be." With that Esme continued walking up the stairs and out of sight. As soon as she left the room Nessie opened both eyes and grinned at me. What just happened here? Did I just get sent to my room because Nessie broke the rules? She crooked her finger at me to come closer. Moving as little as possible she reached up and touched my face.
"Oh Emmet," She replied smirking at me, "when will you learn the rules don't apply to me."
She played back our earlier conversation dripping with satisfaction. She patted my cheek lightly and whispered. "What can I say, I'm exempt."
"Emmet" Esme called. "Come on, upstairs now."
I groaned and straightened up. Little monster freak, I'll get you one of these days. You think you're so cute. We'll just see what happens once you grow up and the family stops treating you like a little baby. Then I'll get the last laugh. I thought bitterly to myself as I climbed the stairs away from the little faker who was once again sleeping on the couch.
