A/N: This one is dedicated to my "sexy beast" and flippin sweet Twilight lover. It was all Tyler's idea. I'm just writing it. Bella is a vampire in this. Third Person POV

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Cullens or Bella. Or the game Twister.

What happens when eight vampires are bored on a Thursday night? What happens when a game of Twister goes wrong? Well, read on to find out.

It was a Thursday evening during summer vacation. The Cullens/Hales/Bella were sitting around the house doing absolutely nothing. Bella decided they should play a game.

"Hey, what do you say to a game of Twister?"

"That sounds fun!" Alice exclaimed. Carlisle went to the game closet and pulled out the box. Edward and Emmett put the tarp down.

"I'll call out the colors," Esme said.

Everyone, even Rosalie, seemed excited. They all took their positions.

"Right foot blue. Left hand green. Left foot red. Right hand yellow." With much grumbling and grunting, everyone found the correct places.

"Left hand red."

Alice fell while trying to maneuver under Jasper. She crawled off the tarp and sat by Esme.

The game went on. Next Bella then Edward, Rosalie, and Carlisle got out. It was starting to get more competitive.

"You're going down, Jasper!"

"You wish, Emmet!."

These comments were followed by many things that no one should ever repeat. "Left foot blue."Esme called. With that last command, they both fell down.

"I won!" they both called in unison.

"No I did!" they yelled again.

"Boys, boys. Settle down. Whoever wins paper-rock-scissors won Twister," Carlisle said in a professional tone.

"Rock-Paper-Scissors-Shoot!"

Emmett had rock (his favorite of the three) while Jasper, predicting Emmett would choose rock, had paper.

"Haha! I win! Now you have to follow the rest of the rules!"

You see, when the last Cullen falls in a game, you have to do whatever the winner says. Jasper led Emmett upstairs. After ten minutes and many loud protests from Emmett, Jasper had his way.

IN JASPER'S ROOM WITH EMMETT

Jasper pulled out a slinky cocktail dress with matching shoes, just Emmett's size.

"Why do you have those?"

"I was saving them until I beat you at something." Emmett rolled his eyes. Only Jasper would do that.

Emmett groaned and protested several times. But with much time, effort, and cursing, Jasper got him into the dress and heels. Jasper seemed very satisfied with his work.

- - - -

Emmett was led down the stairs and into the living room where the rest of the family sat. With one look at Emmett, they all started laughing uncontrollably.

"Shut up and leave me the hell alone!"

"Emmett if you just look in the mirror, you wouldn't be mad at us." Bella attempted to soothe him. No one likes to see Emmett when he's mad.

"I don't give a damn about stupid-ass mirrors!" He said as he stormed off.

Emmett ran outside and tore the outfit off. He ripped it to shreds and burned it, pretending it was Jasper. When he had finally regained his control, he went back inside.

"We should play Twister every Thursday night!" Alice proclaimed.

Emmett groaned. "As long as I don't have to wear another dress." The rest of the family burst out into laughter.

And that's what happens when you lose a game of Twister to Jasper.

A/N: I like to torture Emmett. It's fun. I hope you guys liked it. Please review. I'll give you any type of dessert you want if you review. And no, I don't have a picture of Emmett's slinky cocktail dress. Wow, that sounds weird.