Authors Note: This is pointless… Really, I have no idea what was going through my mind when I wrote this… Oh yeah I was thinking 'must write drabble'
Disclaimer: I own nothing, including the ability to spell properly, thank god for spell check.
EmPOV
"Hey Jaspy…" I start before being cut off.
"Please don't call me that!" said Jasper the emo kid.
"Why not?" I ask smirking; this kid can't do anything… right?
"Because if you are stupid enough to keep going I shall be forced to make your existence hell" said Jasper.
"Whatever Jazzy" I say making jazz hands.
"Well that name still sucks but its better… What were you saying before?" asked Jazzy (Insert jazz hands here)
"Oh yeah… Why the hell is half a car in the middle of the forest?" I ask pointing at the aforementioned car.
"I think I can explain that" said a feminine voice coming out of the bushes. Oh dear god, it's Edward! Edward is dressed in drag using a feminine voice…
"Can you spell blackmail?" I asked Jazzy (And jazz hands).
"B-L-A-C-K-M-A-I-L blackmail" said Edward in a girly voice… this isn't creepy at all.
"Well, um, why is the car there Edward?" asked Jazzy ("jazz hands?" "You know it")
"My name is Sven, call me SVEN!" said Edward now in a Swedish accent.
"Ok Sven" I say putting emphasis on his/her new name "Why is that car half rusted in the forest?"
"It's my Volvo" said Edward giggling in a Swedish accent… you can stop laughing now… no really… it's not that funny… oh who am I kidding, ha ha ha ha lolz ha ha ha!
"Urm, Sven, why is your Volvo so rusted?" asked Jazzy (jazz hands in 5-4-3-2-).
"Volvos don't like the sauna" said my girly Swedish brother.
"Urm… Why did you take your Volvo into a sauna?" asked Jazzy (I say jazz hands away)
"Well silly, I needed something to sit my strudel on didn't I?" asked scary Eddy.
"Strudel? Like the desert?" I ask the weirdo, he nods.
"YOU ARE A VAMPIRE" yells Jazzy (This is getting annoying I rechristen you Jazwardian) "YOU DON'T EAT!"
"Of course I… Emmett?" said a surprisingly normal sounding Edward.
"Yes" I reply.
"You put caffeine in my reindeer blood again didn't you" he said.
"Yes, no, maybe, YES I CONFESS IT!" I yell at the top of my lungs.
"YOU KNOW HOW BADLY THAT EFFECTS ME" he yells.
"Well duh, why else would I do it?" I ask.
"RUN" yells poor poor Edward.
"I'm not breaking this up!" said Jazwardian.