I started writing this a while ago. It's time for me to put it up.

Disclaimer - I do not own the Twilight series, or Edward, or Bella, or Alice's car. They all belong to Stephenie Meyer. No copyright infringement intended.


Carlisle POV

Esme and I pulled up to the house after a weekend away in my shiny black Mercedes. But only chaos and destruction greeted us. And Alice.

We walked in the door to see marker covering the white walls, a crushed piano, feathers covering everything, what looked like jello spilled across the linoleum, a Jasper shaped hole in one wall, and a confused looking Bella sitting in the middle of the living room eating a chocolate chip cookie.

Suddenly Alice came running down the stairs. "Carlisle! Esme! Your Back!" she said, sounding a little fearful.

"ALICE!" I yelled, unable to control my temper. "WHAT HAPPENED HERE!?" I demanded. "Wait, where is everyone?"

"Well, I'm here, Bella is, as you can see eating a cookie, Rosalie ran away, Jasper is hiding upstairs in the closet, and Edward is repainting the Volvo since Rosalie can't do it for him."

"Repainting? What? Why?" I started, but Esme interrupted me.

"Alice." She said quietly. "Where is Emmett."

"Oh yeah. Edward chained him to a tree. Maybe we should get him."

"YES! BRING EVERYONE HERE!!!"

Within a few minutes, everyone, Rose and Emmett included. Had entered the disaster of a living room.

"Your behaviour was inexcusable." I began my lecture, as calmly as I could. I was very disappointed in my five children. I didn't, however, blame Bella whatsoever.

"You will each have to get a job for a week."

"Do we get to choose?" Emmett asked.

"No." I said simply.

"Emmett, you will be a kindergarten teacher. Jasper, you will be a therapist. Alice, an engineer, Rosalie a waitress and Edward," I paused looking at my son. "A male model. You each begin tomorrow."

I left the room, swiftly, followed by Esme, leaving a room full of complaining teenage vampires.

"How long do you think they'll last?" Esme asked.

"Let's just wait and see" I said smiling.


Hehe this is going to be fun to write. How long do you think Emmett will last in a classroom full of five year olds? Mwahahaha

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