A/N:I do not own Twilight nor do I own its characters. These belong to the enormously wonderful Stephenie Meyer. :

Emmett and the Mosquito

I was sitting there in mine and Rose's room, just minding my own business. I had decided to play with the new teddy Edward and Bella had gotten me for christmas. I know its strange that we celebrate christmas, but we all wanted to give eachother gifts.

I was just poking Pooky's nose, (yes his name is Pooky) when I started to hear a buzzing noise. As I figured, a mosquito came flying at me. I tried swatting it away and for a mere second, he had gone. No buzzing. But then, it was in my face again.

My curly hair didn't help, it had been hanging in front of my face and the mosquito got trapped in the thick locks of brown. I was swatting over and over and eventually smacked myself in the face.

"OW!" I roared. I stood up from the bed I had been sitting on and went to find some bug spray.

"What's wrong Emmett?" Edward said coming towards me. As if he didn't already know.

"Freakin' mosquito got in the house. I was just trying to find some bug spray." I could see the horror come to Edward's face right after I had spoken the word mosquito. I had no idea why he was so afraid, its not like it could bite any one of us. "What? Are you afraid of a little mosquito?" I asked flailing my arms around like little wings when the mosquito came into contact with my bangs again.

I growled at the little buzzing pest then tried reaching for the bug spray that happened to be on the counter.

"Emmett, I wouldn't do that if I were you..." Edward said backing away from me.

"Do what?" I asked right before unleashing the putrid smelling chemical. I realized something that I should've realized before. I was spraying right into my eyes.

Even with our enormous strength, it still hurt like hell when I sprayed my eyes with the liquid death. It practically blinded me. I started running around frantically, running into anything and everything. I couldn't help it. When I was scared and in pain, I rain like a maniac. I heard a few things crash and others thud but I kept running until I got to the stairs. Then Edward had called for Jasper and they both tackled me to the ground.

Despite their being smaller than me, they held me down pretty tightly to the floor. I tried to wriggle free of their grasp but then Edward poured tons of water into my eyes.

A couple of hours passed before I was able to recover from the pain. When I could see, I looked around the living room and the kitchen. Everything but the sofas had been destroyed. Then my eyes landed on the big screen tv Jasper and Alice had gotten Carlisle and Esme. Of course I used it the most so it almost broke my heart to see it in pieces.

"NOOOOOOO!!!! NOT THE TV!!!!!!" I yelled rushing over and hugging one of the metal sides.

"You know, this is totally your fault everything's broken," Jasper said, hands on hips. I would swear he was gay if he wasn't married to Alice.

"No, it's the mosquito's fault!"

Just then, I heard a buzzing. I looked around, eyes twitching.

"DAMN IT! WILL IT EVER END?!" Then I felt something tickle my ear. I smacked myself in the side of the head but then the mosquito flew right into my bangs again. I grabbed the bug spray again and shot.

"AHHHHH!!!!!!" I began running again. I could over hear Jasper and Edward mutter, "Dear God, here we go again."