A/N: This is a little story that came to mind while I was watching Demetri Martin (very funny comedian, btw). It was a random spark of an idea. Hope you guys like it. As for my other story, I'll probably update at a later date (i.e. - tomorrow.)
(Edit - I changed up the part where Emmett says he slept through it. It makes sense now!)
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to Stephenie Meyer.
I was sitting with Edward in the living room, watching Ellen when Emmett came bounding down the stairs. I could see he was excited about something, but I choose to ignore it and continue watching the episode about pregnant moms. Emmett must have thought something that upset Edward, because I saw him stiffen beside me.
"Emmett, whatever you're thinking, no." I said, looking at him, attempting a stern look that Esme gives him every once and a while when he came up with a crazy plan. Edward lips where twitching, obviously trying not to laugh. "What's so funny?" I asked, looking up at him.
"Nothing, Bella. Don't worry about it." He said, kissing my head.
"Don't 'nothing' me." I said, glaring at him. His grin grew at my death glare. I sighed, starting to stand. Two can play that game. "Hey, Emmett." I said, smiling at him.
"Hay. Wanna play a game?" He asked, his eyes lightening up as he asked. He obviously wanted to play.
"Sure, Emmett. What do you wanna play?" I asked, hesitantly. Emmett's game weren't always fun for humans. The last game I played with him, I ended up on the ground, dying from lack of breath. I shuddered at the thought. I still had bruises from being tagged "it". Edward, on the other hand, had found it all very humorous. Up until, that is, he came home from hunting to find all his clothes stacked in the garage, and his room door locked. I smiled at that memory.
He was about to say something, when Edward jumped up and smacked his hand over his mouth.
"No, Emmett." He growled, still holding his hand over his mouth.
Emmett sighed and rolled his eyes. He must've said something in his mind, because Edward dropped his hand as if he'd been burned.
"Didn't think I forgot about that, did you, little bro?" He smirked.
"Forget about what?" I asked, looking between the two of them. Emmett grinned at me, and was about to speak, when Edward hissed.
"Don't you dare, Emmett McCarty Cullen. If you do, I promise you, there will be nothing left of your Jeep to find and put together." He threatened, shooting Emmett death glares.
"Edward Anthony Masen Cullen!" I said, crossing my arms across my chest. He turned hesitantly towards me, a pained look on his face. He knew I only used his full name when I was mad with him.
"Yes, dear?"
"Don't threaten your brother. What is he talking about? What are you keeping from me?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at him.
"Nothing, honest." He said, trying to look innocent. I rolled my eyes, showing I didn't believe him.
"Fine. I'll take your word for it now, but trust me, I will find out. And, if it's bad enough to threaten Emmett to keep his mouth shut, you have No idea what will be waiting for you at home after I find out." I said, turning to leave the room. I stopped at the door way, and called over my shoulder, "Come on, Emmett. We only have 6 more hours of day light. If we're going to play, we better go now." And with that, I gracefully, well as gracefully as I could, left the room.
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E.P.O.V.-
I'm going to kill him. Yes, I am. He'll die. Or, whatever it is we do. I can't believe he'd bring something like that up. He shouldn't have said anything. What is wrong with him?! Does he want Bella to hate me forever? He must. Otherwise, he wouldn't have brought it up.
I was pacing in mine and Bella's room, fuming and trying to figure a way to get back at Emmett, when Alice's thoughts drifted up to me.
You're not going to kill Emmett. And, Bella won't be angry with you. I can see that much.
I sighed, hoping she was right. About Bella not being mad, at least. I was listening to my music when I heard the door slam open down stairs, signaling Emmett's arrival. I smiled, they must be done playing. I shook my head at the thought of Bella. Sweet, innocent, breakable Bella, playing hide and seek with my overly aggressive, bear like brother, who sometimes didn't know his own strength. I just hoped that she didn't break anything. She was always so clumsy. I was starting to walk down the stairs when I heard Emmett's thoughts.
You know, I really didn't say anything, Eddie. I just thought it. And you freaked out and talked about it out loud. So, really, you shouldn't be mad at me. It's your own fault. I didn't give her anything though. I figured I'd let you give her the news. But, don't wait to tell her. It'll only make her madder.
I growled loud enough that I knew he'd hear me, then sighed, and started down the stairs. He was right, I knew that much.
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B.P.O.V.-
I stumbled into the kitchen, laughing at Emmett, a few hours later. I had a few scratches from falling in the forest, but other than that, I was remarkably unscathed. It was defiantly a first. I was sitting on the counter, peeling an orange, with Emmett sitting beside me when Edward walked into the room. I smiled up to him as I bit into another slice, and Emmett made a face.
"Ew, how can you honestly eat that?" he asked, gagging.
"Actually, it's really good. Very good for the body. I'm allergic to the peel though." I said, giggling.
"Right. If you're allergic, how do you eat it then? Aren't you supposed to like, swell up?" He asked, looking honestly curious. I thought about how I could possible word the answer, when Edward spoke up.
"There's different ways a body can react to it's allergies. Most of the time, your throat or wind pipes, swell, making it hard to breathe. Or, your insides itch. But, in her case, her lips swell if they touch the peel." He explained. I smiled up at him, and ate the last piece of orange. He walked over and kissed my forehead.
"Oooohhh. I must've slept during that part of medical school." Emmett shrugged, hoping down from the counter.
"You don't sleep, Emmett." Edward shook his head.
"Oh you know what I meant. I wasn't there, mentally. I call that sleeping. You should know. You did it quite a lot before Bella came." He jumped down from the counter, making the house shake a little bit. "I think I wanna go back to medical school...I'm going to go talk to Rose. Bye, human." He said, ruffling my hair, then left, calling, "Rose, where are you?" into the house.
I scowled at his back as it retreated into the house. Edward chuckled at my face, but it died as soon as I turned my scowl towards him. He smiled my favorite smile at me, and leaned over to kiss me. I put my hand up, stopping him. He frowned at my hand.
"What?"
"I'm still mad at you." I said, hopping down from the counter and started to wash my hands as he threw the peel away.
"Why?" He asked, trying to act clueless.
"You know why. What was Emmett thinking that made you so mad?" I asked, turning towards him.
"Nothing. Just reminding me of a incident that happened almost 30 years ago. It doesn't really matter." He said, shrugging.
"If it's nothing, why wont you tell me?" I asked, crossing my arms.
"Because it's nothing."
"Tell me." I said, staring.
"No." He said, returning my stare.
"Fine. I'll go ask Alice. She won't mind telling me." I said, starting to walk away.
He grabbed my waist, not letting me move an inch. "I don't think Alice is here. Besides, she doesn't really know." He whispered in my ear. I gave an involuntary shiver as his cold breath tickled my neck.
"Fine." I said, trying to pull away. "I'll go ask Emmett."
He laughed at my attempts to get away, and turned me around to face him. "You really don't want to...interrupt them right now." He said, smirking down at me.
"Fine. I'll ask later. But, let me go." I said, putting my hand on his chest and attempting to push him away.
"I don't think so." He said, pushing me back against the fridge. I stared up at him, shocked. He was not about to try what I think he was.
"Don't you dare." I challenged him, as he started to lean down to kiss me. He just laughed, and pushed his lips against mine. I sighed, and kissed him back, forgetting that I was supposed to be mad. I opened my mouth and traced my tongue on his lower lip. I felt his lips turn up into a smile at my sigh, knowing he'd won. For now.
A/N: I know it's short, but I figured it was a good spot to end. I started this out as a one - shot, with Emmett and Bella playing a game of hide and seek, but got the idea for this after like, the first paragraph. I wanted BxE to get into a fight, so I could possibly write a make up scene. But, I don't know if it will be possible, or what. I'd love your thoughts on this, and whether I should continue this or not. Thanks.
-M.E.