Penalty of Lost Bets
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.
Summary: There is always a price to pay when losing a bet...
Rated: T
Rosalie watched in morbid horror. "What are you doing?"
Hearing the blonde's question, three pairs of eyes turned to find her at the doorway of the bedroom. Face looking pinched in terror; Alice frowned at her adoptive sister. "What's the matter?"
She looked to the small pixie faced vampire and gawked. "Wrong? A million things are wrong with" she gestured toward another vampire in the room "this." She turned her gaze to Bella. "How could you let this happen? I thought you hated these kinds of things."
Bella gave a shrug, "I do. But this was an opportunity I didn't want to pass up. I mean wouldn't you if it were Edward. You want to get a good jab at him."
Rosalie had to admit, it would have been fabulous to see the solemn vampire all dressed up. But that wasn't the case. Instead of Edward…
"Aww come on Babe, it's not that serious." Emmett fluttered his now mascara stained lashes at her with a red smile. "I lost a bet to Bella. I'm just going along with it."
Rubbing a hand down her face, she tried to calm herself down just as Jasper and Edward walked by then back peddled to find their brother standing there in blush, lipstick and…
"Oh my God!" Jasper exclaimed, hand clamoring over his mouth as he tried hard not to laugh. Emmett didn't stop his laughter as he twirled, showing off his new look.
Edward looked amused as he glanced to his wife who wiggled her fingers to him in a waving victory.
Rosalie meanwhile was still frustrated, as she asked her husband in a mutter. "But why the tutu Emmet?"
He shrugged. "Shows off my legs." They watched as the blonde hung her head before an eruption of laughter echoed from her lips. No one survived from the temptation to break out in laughter after that.