Brand new story about what happens when the whole Cullen family go on a holiday to Isle Esme, chaos ensues. Enjoy, read and review :D

Chapter 1 – Madness at the Cullen mansion

The house was buzzing with movement, bodies moving here and there, getting in each-others way, all with a particular job in mind. Hands were mindlessly grabbing bottles of shelves, clothes out of wardrobes, the zipping and unzipping of bags as more necessities were found. It was pure and utter chaos.

Jasper was lay sprawled across the double bed watching his pixie wife running like a maniac around the whole house, filling a whole five suitcases with long designer dress and stilettoes, throwing in everything she thought Jasper would need to make him look good on the holiday. Jasper just giggled, occasionally disrupting her work to give her an abrupt kiss or tell her to relax, which only made her swat him away like an annoying insect.

The next room was no different; Rosalie was lying elegantly with the latest gossip magazine in her manicured fingers, whilst Emmett ran around satisfying her every order. He packed everything she asked for, her lotions, every single hair item you could ever think off, as well as each specific piece of expensive clothing folded perfectly so that there would be no creases.

Edward was entirely different to his siblings at this moment in time, he wasn't being lazy watching his other half pack the bags, he wasn't rushing around, obsessed with packing the best clothes Washington had to offer, no he was too concerned with packing pain killers, bandages, extra food and electric blankets, along with woolly socks, short and long pyjamas. All that was only for his fragile human girlfriend, he just chucked in a couple of items of clothing for himself, making sure to be prepared for all weather.

However the most chaotic room in the whole house was not one of the teenagers but rather unusually Esme and Carlisle's. Whilst he was trying to pack their bags, getting no input off her, she was hastily running around checking each of her kids had everything they could ever possibly need, grabbing anything she thought they had forgotten and throwing it across the room in whatever direction she felt the suitcase was. She had never once aimed perfectly, which sent Carlisle playing a game of fetch to pick every item up and place it neatly before another one came hurtling across the room.

Zip, zip, zip, zip, zip, the packing was complete, but getting it into the car would be the hard part.

Ok, first chapter is up, that was a short one, I promise they will get better and longer, that was just setting the scene for you all, please read and review the second chapter should be up very shortly, make sure you check out my other story Second Chances, any ideas for later chapters would be welcome to. Thanks a bunch.