This is my first Fanfic! I will give everyone who reviews a BIG hug! And a cookie, if you want one.

RPOV

It's lucky that this car has shaded windows, I thought. It's a sunny day.

I was pulling into the parking lot of a big store that Alice and I agreed looked like it had nice clothes. I was about to pull the keys out of the ignition when my cell phone buzzed in my pocket.

"Hello?" I asked, thinking it was probably Emmett calling to say he had gotten his hair stuck in a curling iron. Boy was I creative.

"Rosalie? Emmett wants to talk to you."

Well then, why didn't HE call me?

"Yeah, sure. What's he done this time?"

"Well, uh, er, he kind of-here. You can talk to him."

"Rose?" asked Emmett. His voice sounded guilty. Uh oh.

"Emmett, what did you do?" my voice was starting to rise to a furious level.

"Well, uh, nothing big." He assured me. I sighed.

"Well?"

"Well, uh, I kind of got my hair stuck in a curling iron." He muttered, hoping I wouldn't hear correctly. Of course, I did.

"EMMETT!"

"What?" he said defensively.

"For gods sake, WHY DID YOU GET YOUR STUPID HAIR STUCK IN A STUPID CURLING IRON!? YOUR HAIR IS CURLY ENOUGH ALREADY!"

"Well, uh, no reason. Hey, how's your shopping going?" he said this all very quickly, obviously trying to change the subject.

"Emmett, why-in-the-world-did-you-even-try-to-curl-your-hair?" I said this slowly and with pauses in between each word, trying to calm down. It didn't work. I was shaking with fury and the people who were passing by our car were looking at me worriedly.

"Rosalie, you should come back. We can't get it out ourselves."

Edward.

Alice quickly took the phone from me before I smashed it into oblivion.

"Yeah Edward, that'd be great. You keep trying, okay? Bye."

"Emmett is going to get it." I said in a low and threatening tone.

EMPOV

"Now I'm going to top it of with-! Drum roll, please!" I said as dramatically as I could, "With a healthy dose of whipped cream!"

"Emmett, you can't even eat whipped cream, and we don't have any in the house, thank god." Said Edward with his eyes closed, massaging his temples.

"Ah, but there will be very soon!" said I, the almighty important person(A/N-or should I say vampire).

EPOV

"Now I'm going to top it of with-! Drum roll, please!" said Emmett, with an attempt at drama,"With a healthy dose of whipped cream!"

"Emmett, you can't even eat whipped cream, and we don't have any in the house, thank god." I said with my eyes closed, fingers on my temples.

"Ah, but there will be very soon!" said Emmett.

I felt a slight breeze. I opened my eyes to see the front door wide open, swinging on its hinges.

Rosalie is going to kill me.

EMPOV

I was off to the store, at last!

When I arrived at Kroger, I went straight to the aisle with whipped cream.

Now, which kind should I get? This kind, or that kind? Hmm… Well, this kind is prettier. At least, the can is. I'll get this.

When I was exiting the store, I saw Edward through the glass. He was coming for me. It looked like he was going in the right door, so I slipped silently through the left.

When I got home, I positioned myself hiding behind one of the huge vases beside our front door, poised with the can of whipped cream in one hand.

RPOV

We just pulled into the driveway, when I smelled it. Trouble.

I walked up to the front door cautiously. As I opened it, I got a face full of white, fluffy,(A/N-yep, you guessed it!) whipped cream.

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