One day Emmett decided to go for a walk, and not just any walk, but a walk around the park. He always went for a walk on Saturday mornings, for that was when ice cream went on sale. He never ate the ice cream of course because it was to cold for Emmett's poor tongue. He would always just chuck it at Edwards car and then run away like a frolicking idiot. But this Saturday in particular.. They had a new ice cream man handing out the car bombs. There was nothing wrong with him Emmett thought. Except...He had a mustache. Emmett was terrified of mustaches, well he was mostly scared of the way they curled and the edges. Emmett had to get away, but first he needed one of those ice cream balls to throw at Edwards car. Emmett then went up to the mustache dude and tried to make conversation.

"Hey dude...I need and Ice cream ball..." Emmett was stuttering over his words for fear that the mustache would choke him.

"Right sir what flavour?" He said this in a french accent for this would explain the mustache.

"I don't frickin care!" Emmett was almost in tears as he spoke. "But first you gotta shave your mustache Dude!!"

"Excuse me? I refuse to shave my mustache sir!!" The ice cream man was confused and assaulted and was contemplating if he should call the cops in order of this assault.

"Sir you must understand, he frighten away small children with that beast on your face!!" Emmett was certain he had made point.

"I think someone is jealous of my stache! Wouldn't you agree?" This man said in a implying tone.

Emmett thought for a minute. "You know your probably right...My brother Edward would be jealous. He's been trying to grow when for about, oh, maybe 56 years. But sir... you must understand.. My brother puts his daughter Renesmee in a steel crib. DO YOU TRUST SOMEONE WHO TRAPS LITTLE KIDS TO CAGES!?" Emmett was very into this case that he forgot all about the mustache.

The stache dude gasped "Your brother is a stupid ninkumpoop!! We must fight for the rights of our little children!!" The stache dude then lifted up his hand as if saluting and then shook Emmetts hand as if declaring a business partner.

"We shall fight until little kids can rest at night and not be scared of the evil Edward coming to lock them in a steel cage!!" Emmett was now sure he could trust the Stache dude!

Authors Note:

I will continue this story as soon as possible. Please review so I can know how the public likes my stories or I will stop writing them.