So I had an idea about Carlisle and Emmett. Why hasn't Carlisle gone through mid-life crisis? This is what I imagine he would go through. After Breaking Dawn. So they are all at a new town and school and everything.

~~~~~~~~~~Carlisle~Feels~Old~~~~~~~~~~

Emmett's Point of View

I was sitting on the couch watching TV, when a bright idea came to me. I got up and walked to Carlisle's study. I walked in and saw him reading a book. Ewww.

"Sup Carlisle." I said and sat on the chair.

"Well hello Emmett. What could I do for you." He responded.

"Do you ever feel old? I mean you have six kids and a grand daughter. And the worst part is you're like 300 and something years old." I said.

He looked at me with a shocked expression and his mouth open. He moved it as to respond but closed it. Finally he said.

"Well Emmett, I don't know. I guess not." He said.

My face fell. I thought he would freak out. Oh well, off to mess with Eddie.

"Kay bye."

~~~~~~~~~~Carlisle~Feels~Old~~~~~~~~~~

Edward's Point of View

The next day

I knew I should have stopped Emmett from asking Carlisle the question but it seemed too funny to stop him. What I didn't expect was what Carlisle did the next day. We got home from school just to see Carlisle walk out the door with a worried Esme coming outside after him. He had on a way too tight shirt with Echo red shoes and his hair was brown. IT WAS BROWN!!!!

Everyone else was shocked like me.

"Hey kids!" Carlisle said cheerily.

"Why is Grandpa wearing that? It scares me!" Said Renesme.

"Oh!"

"My!"

"Fucking!"

"Carlisle! What did you do?" Yelled Rosalie horrified.

"I'm trying to stay young. Emmett gave me the idea." We all turned to him. He looked at us and smiled.

"I ...Um…I….Edward didn't stop me when I thought of it.!!" He yelled. I glared at him.

They turned to me, even my Bella.

"Carlisle you don't have to do this. Emmett was just being a goofball and wanted to get a reaction from you."

"But it makes me feel young." He said.

"Yes honey but you look ridiculous. Please take it off." Said Esme.

"No!"

We all advanced towards him.

"Okay Carlisle but remember you made us do this. Then we attacked him.

~~~~~~~~~~Carlisle~Feels~Old~~~~~~~~~~

Some several hours later, ripped clothes, and unleashing the thing we call Alice, we were able to get Carlisle to were normal clothes and made him promise to never do that again and if ever felt the need to go through mid life crisis, to think of what happened today. We were also able to fix his hair. He sat in the corner of the living room mourning over his clothes and pulling at his hair. It took all of Esme's will to not go over and comfort him; she knew it was best for him to get over it himself.

I might not be the best at telling funny stories but this was the best I could do. I hope you liked it even a little bit. Bye!