I hate hunting trips. Edward goes away for at least three days or more, and I'm left alone. At least this time I have Emmett to keep me company. I look over to the couch and see him Quietly watching TV. Quietly. Something's wrong.

"Wow Emmett, you've been so quiet. I'm a little scared."

"I've been watching these cooking shows. They're amazing!" he replied still totally mesmerized by the TV. "I wanna be a chef!"

"You wanna be a what now?" Were my ears deceiving me? Why the hell would a VAMPIREwant to be a chef? Well, I mean, it is Emmett.

"A chef." He was now grinning ear to ear.

"Why would you want to be a chef? You can't even taste food!" I knew he was being to quiet I shouldn't have asked.

"Well, that's were you come in…" Now I was really confused.

"Bella," Emmett asked in his most innocent voice, "will you be my taste tester?"

"Well, I don't know…"

"Please! Please! Please! Please!" He stared running around in circles, and I was getting dizzy.

"Alright! Alright! Just shut up!" I yelled over his pleading.

"Thank you, Bella! You're the bestest almost sister-in-law ever!" Then he planted a big, wet kiss on my cheek. "Let's start now!"

Before I knew it, I was being thrust into the kitchen by my arm, which Emmett forgot was still very fragile. He turned on the TV, and put on an apron that said "I'm a Grizzly in the Kitchen!"

I really hate hunting trips.

"Emmett when did you get that apron?" I asked skeptically.

"Well, Alice…" Emmett started to say.

"Enough said." I interrupted.

I looked over to the TV, and saw what Emmett had been watching. I tried to hold back my giggling but failed miserably.

"You're watching Rachel Ray?" I couldn't hold back the laughter anymore.

"Yeah, so, what's so funny?" He looked confused.

"Why?" was all I could choke out.

"Why not? she is a very good cook! Plus she not too bad to look at either. But don't tell Rosalie that or she'll bite my head off." He chuckled.

"Ok, ok," I said trying to calm myself, "What are you going to make first?"

"Well I was thinking we'd start with something easy like…Baked Alaska!"

"Um, Emmett, I don't think that's very eas…" but before I could finish, he interrupted me.

"Oh come on, Bella, it'll be fun!"

"Ugh, alright. Just let me…" HE interrupted me again and started screaming "Yaay!"

"I'll be right back." I said angrily. When Emmett was out of sight, I pulled out my phone and began to dial.

"Hello?" said the most beautiful voice I had ever heard.

"Hi Edward."

"Bella! How are you? Is something wrong? What's the matter?" I couldn't help but smile at his concern.

"Don't worry, everything's fine. But Emmett…"

"What did my idiotic brother do this time?" I heard a faint "Hey" come from the kitchen but I ignored it.

"It's not what he did, it's what he's about to do. He's decided that he wants to be a chef and…" I heard laughter on the other end.

"A chef? Are you serious!" HE sounded very amused.

In the background, I heard a pixie-like voice yell, "Ooh! If Emmett gets to be a chef, then I want to be a personal shopper. Think of all the good I could do! Saving people's lives from horrible sweaters, grotesque pants, and just plain ugly blouses. My first project: Bella. Oh! I have so much shopping to do!" Edward chuckled.

"Don't encourage her!" I yelled into the phone.

"Calm down, love. I won't let her hurt you." He laughed at his own joke. "As for Emmett, just play along with it. He'll get bored eventually and move on. Remember the time he wanted to be a professional wrestler?" Pictures of Emmett in a spandex suit crossed my mind, and I giggled. "Or the time he wanted to be a pop singer?" about a month ago, Emmett decided he was going to be the next Hannah Montana. I fell on the floor laughing at the memory.

"Alright, I guess I'll play along." Emmett started to call my name from the kitchen. "Ok, well the master chef is calling me. Hurry up and get home! I love you!" I didn't want to hang up but Emmett started jumping up and down, shaking the whole house, which made me fall. While I was getting up, I began to grumble, then I heard Edward's musical laugh ring through my ears and I forgot what I was angry about.

"I love you too. I'll be home before you can miss me." Then the line went dead. I sighed and put my phone back in my pocket as I walked back to the kitchen.

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