DISCLAIMER: TWILIGHT DOES NOT BELONG TO ME, SO DONT SUE ME FOR THIS OR BODILY HARM ME IN ANY WAY.
Carlisle sat nervously at his desk, twiddling his thumbs and looking for a way to escape the certain doom that was about to happen
"Carlisle...you have to do something about him, he is getting out of control." Esme said quietly, hoping that no one would overhear their conversation.
Crashes could be heard coming closer and closer to the study. Esme and Carlisle looked dreadfully at the door, praying that whatever was going on outside that door would not come into the study, where they were talking.
Carlisle forcibly look his wife in the eyes and whines, "But why me Esme?"
"Because you're his father, his creator, and the head of the house! He is your responsibility." She whispered back strongly.
"But Esme, he is your son, and he's a mama's boy not a dadeeee...," Esme's left eyebrow, was twitching so far out of control, that he did not think that it was possible even for a vampire like them.
Esme only said two words in the most disturbing voice "PROVE IT!"
As soon as the words left her mouth, Emmett burst through the office door, destroying yet again another piece of the house for the tenth time that day.
Carlisle's and Esme's eyebrows almost left their face when they saw Emmett standing in only a pair of briefs that were about two sizes too small for him, along with a cape tied around his neck doing a superman pose, with whipped cream on his bare chest that spelled out Mama's Boy. Emmett then disappeared yelling "SUPERMAN", faster than he appeared in the office.
"See Esme you have to do it." That was all Carlisle could say at the moment.
"Carlisle if you don't do it you shall have to stay at your office at the hospital for the next two months."She whispered with that deadly glare that only a wife could do to her husband if he cheated on her.
Letting out a tired sigh he finally gave in to his wife's demands proving that the man may be the head, but the wife is the neck, and she can turn the head any way she wants with two little words "No Sex."
- 3 Hours Later -
Holding his breath Carlisle stood outside of his son's room. He had been standing there for 2 and a half hours trying to think about what he was going to talk about and how he was going to survive this very embarrassing situation. Should I beat around the bush and go with the birds and the bees or be straight forward and talk about sex? Uuughhh I don't know! I've never had to do this before! He thought to himself hoping desperately that Edward wasn't anywhere listening onto his thoughts. But his face dropped when he heard the devilish laughter from his depressed son coming up the stairs.
" Hehe, well taking that its Emmett you are going to talk to why not think of a different way than those?" Edward mused and sarcastically smiled at his father.
"Huh? What are you trying to imply Edward?" He carefully replied to the statement.
"Why not put it into a song you know that will keep him entertained, also it will get stuck in his head." He suggested while looking at his nails.
"Oh right I remember when he listened to that one song um... Lovegame by that gaga girl he wouldn't stop singing for months!" Carlisle raved at this brilliant idea thought up by his 'favourite' son at the moment.
"You're welcome and I suggest a more kiddish song going for his kind of behaviour...if you know what I mean." Edward pointed out heading to his room.
"Um right...yeah of course...hmmmmm...you're going to be listening in on this aren't you?" Carlisle said in a matter of fact voice.
"Every minute!" He mused as he closed the door slowly smirking at his father.