A/N: Hey you guys! So this is my second Legally Blonde fic based on this argument I had with my friend Riley. :D

Disclaimer: Yeah, not that creative.

Elle was sitting at her computer, typing away noisily at an essay for professor Nikidik's class. She just finished the last sentence and started to re-read her work. "Okay the case of Russel vs. Sullivan concluded that..." A loud rumble from the bottom of her stomach caused Elle to pause and look down. Where was Emmett with their food?

As if on cue Emmett came through the slightly ajar door, balancing two sodas and a bag of food in his arms. Elle raised an eyebrow slightly. "What happened to the pineapple pizza?" She asked, clearing the books and empty Red Bull cans from the desk to make a somewhat suitable eating area.

"They were closed since it's Sunday. Must be Catholic or something." Emmett shrugged and set the food on the desk. He took out a small frie and chicken sandwich and handed them to Elle. He took out his own meal and started to eat. After a few moments he glanced up at Elle and saw that she hadn't touched her food. Instead she was staring at the Hardee's bag with a slightly confused look on her face. "What's wrong?" He asked worried that he had gotten her something she didn't like.

"What the hell is Hardee's?" Elle asked picking up the bag and examined the smiling yellow star.

"Uh...a greasy fast food joint?" Emmett offered before taking a sip of his Diet Pepsi Max.

Elle rolled her eyes. "Well duh I know that, you butt-head, but this is like the same logo as Carl's Jr." Shrugging, Elle set the bag down and started to unwrap her sandwich.

He nodded. "Yeah, there the same place Elle." He stated slowly, as if he were telling a little girl that there was no Santa Claus.

Elle looked up slightly surprised. "No they're not."

"Uh, yeah they are Elle. That's why they share the same logo." Emmett tried to muffle a laugh. It was rather funny to see the look of surprise on Elle's face.

Elle tried a bite of her chicken sandwich to see if it tasted similar to the food at Carl's Jr., which it did. She swallowed her bite and her brow furrowed. "Well that makes absolutely no sense! Why make it Hardee's here and Carl's Jr. in Malibu?"

Emmett chuckled and shrugged his shoulders. "Because the east coast likes messing with you?" He offered with a grin.

Elle playfully shoved him. "You're such a butt-head!" She said, pretending to be upset.

Emmett's grin spread from ear to ear. "I know, but that's why you love me right?"

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