Hey people! This is my new fanfic! Twilight parodys! This chapter is dedicated to Michael Jackson!
R.I.P Michael Jackson!Hope you like! R&RXoxo
Emmett is a huggable bear-123
I sat on the couch watching TV with Edward.
"Hey guys! I just had the greatest idea ever!" Alice said as she walked into the room. Edward turned to her.
"What?" He asked.
"Let's dance!" She squealed.
"Dance? That's your 'greatest idea ever'?" I asked sarcastically.
"Yeah. Just do it!" She said. "Everyone! Come down here!" Alice called. Everyone was around us.
"What?" Carlisle asked.
"Let's dance!"
"No!
"Nu-uh!
"That's stupid!"
"Um, no."
"No thank-you."
"Yes!" Alice yelled.
"Fine." We all agreed. Alice beamed and snapped her fingers.
Smoke was all around us and when it disappeared there was a cemetery with fog and it looked really creepy. Where are we? I looked over at Edward…who was wearing a red leather outfit! It looked exactly like the one from…Michael Jackson's video 'Thriller'. I looked down on myself. I was wearing denim pants that were rolled up to look like capris, a red shirt and a denim jacket. Everyone else looked like zombies. Oh no. Everyone looked at each other and then looked at Alice. She was smiling; it looked like it hurt.
"Mom?" Renesmee asked me. "What the heck is going on?"
"I think I have an idea." I groaned. Alice laughed. All of a sudden everyone who looked like a zombie walked over to a grave and laid in one.
"Ugh! I look terrible! Alice! You so owe me!" Rosalie shrieked. Edward started singing.
Its close to
midnight and something evils lurking in the dark
Under the
moonlight you see a sight that almost stops your heart
You try to
scream but terror takes the sound before you make it
You start to
freeze as horror looks you right between the eyes,
Youre paralyzed
The 'zombies' and Edward started doing the Thriller dance
Chorus You hear the door slam and
realize theres nowhere left to run Bridge Theyre out to get you, theres demons closing in on
every side
cause this is thriller, thriller night
And
no ones gonna save you from the beast about strike
You know its
thriller, thriller night
Youre fighting for your life inside a
killer, thriller tonight
You feel the cold hand and
wonder if youll ever see the sun
You close your eyes and hope that
this is just imagination
But all the while you hear the creature
creepin up behind
Youre out of time
cause
this is thriller, thriller night
There aint no second chance
against the thing with forty eyes
You know its thriller, thriller
night
Youre fighting for your life inside of killer, thriller
tonight
Night creatures call
And the dead start
to walk in their masquerade
Theres no escapin the jaws of the
alien this time
(theyre open wide)
This is the end of your
life
They will possess you unless you change the number on
your dial
Now is the time for you and I to cuddle close
together
All thru the night Ill save you from the terror on the
screen,
Ill make you see
Chorus (rap performed by vincent price)
That this is thriller, thriller
night
cause I can thrill you more than any ghost would dare to
try
Girl, this is thriller, thriller night
So let me hold you
tight and share a killer, diller, chiller
Thriller here
tonight
Darkness falls
across the land
The midnite hour is close at hand
Creatures
crawl in search of blood
To terrorize yawls neighbourhood
And
whosoever shall be found
Without the soul for getting down
Must
stand and face the hounds of hell
And rot inside a corpses
shell
The foulest stench is in the air
The funk of forty
thousand years
And grizzy ghouls from every tomb
Are closing in
to seal your doom
And though you fight to stay alive
Your body
starts to shiver
For no mere mortal can resist
The evil of the
thriller
"Yay!" Alice yelled and snapped her fingers and we were all back to normal in the house. "That was fun, wasn't it?!" She asked us. We all stared at her, shook our heads at her and walked away. "Awww! You know it was fun!" We didn't answer. "Whatever!" She mumbled and went outside.