Disclaimer: Our guest star for today's disclaimer is… Edward.
Pixievamp - Wouldn't it be great to be Stephenie Meyer and own all of these amazing books?
Edward - I guess it would but being a main character is good enough for me.
Pixievamp - don't you ever wish for something more exciting… like owning the Twilight series.
Edward - I think its time you calm down now. You don't own anything.
Pixievamp - (daydreaming) thank you thank you, it is an amazing series isn't it? Oh would you like an autograph? I would be ha- -snoring-
Edward - All it takes is a big whack over the head… on with the notes!
All You Need Is Paper And A Pencil
Mr. and Mrs. Mike Spork
Cullen Residence
"Bella, are you feeling all right?"
"I-I-I…" Bella tried to say she was okay but she lost her voice.
"Lets take you to Carlisle but you probably just have strep throat."
All Bella could do was just nod her head. Edward ran up to Carlisle's office with Bella in his arms.
"Carlisle, I think Bella might have strep throat. She has been coughing all day and now she lost her voice."
After an examination from Carlisle he confirmed what Edward had said. A loud squeal sounds through out the house and Alice runs up the stairs to Carlisle's office. She shoves a paper and pencil in Bella's hands. Bella gives her a questioning look.
Alice sighed as though it was quite obvious what they were for. "It's so you can right what you want to say, instead of trying to squeak out what you want to say."
Ok, but all of you have to pass notes with me to. Even Rose and Jasper.
"Fine, lets head down to living room and I will get the others." Alice agreed.
From here on out the characters will be under these fonts unless specified differently:
Edward - Bold
Bella - Normal
Alice - Italics
Jasper - Bold, Italics
Emmett - Underline
Rosalie- Underline, Italics
You know, I've been thinking…
What would that be, Love?
She thinks?!
More than we can say for you.
I object!
You can't object to anything, bubble brain. We're not in court.
EXCUSE ME!! I was beginning to say something but you and your stupid fancy speed keep stealing MY paper. Anyway, I was thinking…
Oh we're sorry, continue Bella.
Says you! I will not be brought down by the man!
What man?
My man of course! Eddie-pants!
Ha! Eddie-pants?!
Eddie-pants is a sexy nickname. It's a lot better than yours.
What's mine?
Doorknob!
Bookshelf!
Toilet seat
Spork!
Oh no, he didn't
Oh, but I believe he did
How could you doorknob? -sobs-
Wait…what's wrong with a spork?
Oh god, now you just started story time.
Well… when Bella first started staying over, I went and bought some silverware…
She wasn't sure whether to get me spoons or forks, so instead of just getting both…
I got what looked to be in between, a spork. I thought it was a brilliant idea…
Until I packed my lunch for the next day at lunch and without looking…
She grabbed a spork, neither of us knowing it was Mike Newton's favorite eating utensil…
He saw me with a spork and flipped out. He grabbed my hand kissed it and said 'dum dum da dum dum dum da dum (wedding tune) and pronounced us Mr. and Mrs. Mike Spork.'
Some story you have there
Thank you. I have been considering on becoming a professional storyteller.
Must you encourage her.
Hey, what happens if I say…
Don't say it Emmett
SPORK!
-Bella runs away screaming -trying to anyway- and hides under the table-
Emmett! -growl-
-Emmett starts running with Edward close behind. Jasper decides to give a play-by-play on paper (huh)-
As Emmett rounds the first corner, Edward is right on his heels. Emmett better be careful and watch where he is going. He just ran by with centimeters to spare. Uh-oh what has happened? Edward stopped in the middle of the living room and is standing in the opposite direction. Emmett is flying around the corner and -crack- Edward collided with Emmett sending Emmy to the ground. Edward is victorious.
-Emmett crawls back over to the table, Edward walks over with his head held high, and Bella pops out from under the table to write down a note-
I told you my man would bring you down, ha!
You sound pretty confident for someone who hid under a table because of a spork.
Maybe so, but you weren't the one ridiculously married to a spork lover.
Hey Bella, what was it that you were thinking earlier?
You know its funny cause… I can't remember.
I hope that you enjoyed my first chapter of the Cullens and Bella passing notes. I will update as soon as possible. Thanks for reading and don't be afraid to review -smiley face-