I don't own Twilight...damn it...I do want to keep the Cullen boys as pets though...I don't own Grand theft Auto either.

Emmett's POV

I was bored.

There was nothing to do, no game on today. Rose had gone on a marathon shopping trip with Alice in Seattle. Carlisle was at the hospital and Esme was out at some garden party. Edward was upstairs with Bella. He and Jasper had just gotten back from hunting.

"Jasper, what are we gonna do?" I asked, staring at the ceiling as I leaned back against the couch.

Jasper was reading some history book on the Civil War. I could feel tension and frustration rolling off him whenever he read something he didn't like. A touchy subject for Jasper

He just ignored my question.

"General Lee was a coward," I mumbled. Again he ignored me.

There has to be something to do. Think Emmett. Come on, big, bad Emmett. You can entertain yourself till Rose gets home. Hmmm, Rose.

"I can hear your thoughts," Edward called two floors above me. I could hear Bella's quiet giggles.

"Not my fault you're the 108 year old virgin," I muttered, knowing full well he could hear me.

Jasper rose from the other end of the couch and headed upstairs grumbling about needing Alice to get home soon. I'd feel bad for him if he hadn't won our last bet.

I was so bored.

I could play some video games. But last time I played I broke the controller in half. Got too excited about beating the final level in Grand Theft Auto. I could torture Jasper. Throw out some random emotions…nah, Alice would call and warn him about my plans. Last time I did that she came home to a very frustrated, yet guilt ridden Jasper. I've since been ordered to not mess with the empath while his wife is out on a psycho shopping trip.

When will Rose get home?

Rosalie.

"Emmett," I heard Edward's voice again. I heard both Bella and Jasper laughing throughout the house.

A man's thoughts aren't his own in this house. I stood up from my position on the couch and headed out the back door, going for a run. I sloshed through the river and headed north, thinking.

I was glad my brother found someone to love. The change in him was a complete 180. But the fact that any time anyone in the house tried anything, even thought about anything, Edward would 

jump down their throats all because he wasn't getting any, was a sore spot. It wasn't all the time. Only when Bella was around and Edward wasn't sure of his control. Pfft…… It's been getting worse the closer that damn wedding gets.

Don't get me wrong, I loved Bella. She was my fragile, human sister and she made Edward happy….and hungry. But mostly happy. But sometimes, unknowingly to herself, she made the rest of us less than happy. Poor Jasper. As much as I razzed my brother, I felt a little sorry for him. The rest of us could suffer silently, unaware of everyone else's problems. Jazz was stuck feeling it all. No wonder he stayed in his room so much. That wasn't something I'd wish upon my worst enemy. Ok, maybe my worst, but not my family.

I stopped mid run. An idea hit me.

Oh yeah.

A grin crept along my face. I'd have to keep this from Edward. Definitely have to think about something else. And I'd have to get Jasper's help. I'm sure he'd be game. Edward beat both of us in our last wrestling match. And with Edward and Bella's wedding only a few weeks away, Bella was over all the time.

I turned around and sprinted back towards the house.

Jasper's POV

Damn book, I thought as I sat on the floor by the open window. I wasn't sore about the south losing. I was happy the south lost. But a lot of people died on both sides. A lot of loss on both sides. The books never got it right. Then Emmett sending lust waves at me. Not something I enjoyed feeling from my brother. Something I was feeling a lot more of lately. That and other emotions.

It wasn't really Emmett's fault with Edward on the warpath. Every time anyone even thought anything, he'd be yelling and snarling. It wasn't all the time. Although it seemed like it the closer the wedding got.

The Wedding.

Alice was all about the wedding right now. I smiled thinking about her. How excited she got over flower arrangements and cake that only the humans would eat. That little pixie flitting about, scaring the living hell out of Wedding vendors in a three state radius. Damn she was scary when she didn't get what she wanted. Alice….

"Jasper," Edward growled from above.

This was getting to be too much. I don't know how much more of these feelings I could take. My family was running hot and cold with the emotions. Esme and Alice were on cloud nine all the time, but even they had their moments. Rosalie was as bad as Emmett, although she would occasionally get 

on the Wedding train. Secretly she enjoyed planning Weddings with Alice. Even if it was for Edward and Bella. Carlisle, thank God, was at the hospital most of the time. Still, it was getting to be too much.

"Hey Jazz." I heard Emmett from across the river. "Come here."

I leapt out the window and ran towards Emmett. I reached him and silently followed him into the forest. Something was up. There was a smirk on Emmett's face and that meant one thing. He had a plan. I could feel the smug pride coming off of him. There was something else. Was that evil I felt? At least it wasn't boredom and lust like earlier. Once we were well out of ear shot from the house we stopped.

"What are you planning, Em?" I asked. I wasn't too sure about whatever Emmett was planning. His plans either went really good (rarely), or really bad (usually).

"How do you like the emotions in the house lately?" He asked casually.

I grimaced. "How the hell do you think I like the emotions in the house? I'm a prisoner in my room. No, not even then, in my own body. With Edward on the warpath I can't even look at Alice. If we could have harnessed Edward's power to make us miserable we could overthrow the Volturi if we wanted to."

I didn't think it could, but Emmett's smirk got wider. I was getting very excited. I could feel it like a wave pulling me under, rolling off of Emmett.

"How would you like to give Edward a taste of his own medicine…."

Author's Note: Ok, so chapter one, tell me what you think. Any ideas, comments, everything is welcomed! this is the first time I've felt like writing a fanfic, so enjoy. Please review. Review and the League of Transvestite Mythical Creatures will NOT come to your house and seranede you with a very bad rendition of Rhianna's 'Shut up and Drive'. Instead you'll get cookies...you've been warned.