NOTES
This is based on one of my dad's seventies memories.
10-mile River, New York, 1974.
DISCLAIMER
Me: Okay. I don't own Twilight. But so what? I'll write my own book!
Leah: I doubt it'll be as successful without me in it.
Me: Well…I'll put a character like you in it because if I used you, I'd get arrested.
Leah: Right…okay.
That's a Big Stick
"Alice! Turn that down!" I yelled at the ABBA-blasting pixie a few feet away from me. We are vampires why in the world did Carlisle feel the need to take us camping?
Carlisle and Esme had ventured off to hunt. They put me in charge. Alice and Rosalie were occupying themselves with their 8-track player. If they weren't vampires, I'd swear that they were deaf. Or getting there. Jasper was quietly reading in his tent. I can only assume it was a Civil War book, unless he decided to take up a new hobby, such as tie-dye. Jasper was reading an instruction booklet on tie-dye.
Emmett had a habit of wandering off. Usually there was no harm in it; he'd usually kill a rabbit or something. From a ways away, though, I heard running. Had Emmett tried to wrestle a bear again?
I heard a tree lift from the ground. I got anxious. Did Emmett invade another coven's turf and get them angry? Did he jut put himself on Death Row? Wouldn't Alice see something lie that?
"Jasper!" Emmett yelled. Jasper promptly ran out of the tent. His face was half blue and half yellow. I strongly suggest he give up tie-dyeing.
Emmett appeared out from the forest, holding a large tree. It was about three-times his height and twice as thick.
"Run, Soldier," he smirked at Jasper. Jasper took off, with Emmett close behind. Emmet swung at Jasper with the tree, hitting him in the head. Jasper rocketed through the air and into a bush. Emmet slammed the tree down, and Jasper hurled numerous profanities at him.
"Edward?" I turned to see Carlisle and Esme.
"I had nothing to do with this. It is nowhere near my fault, and Jasper and Emmett were just being assholes," I said before I could be questioned. I ducked into my tent and laid back to hear what happened next.
"But…I was just tie-dyeing t-shirts for everybody, and Emmett comes gallivanting around with a tree trying to kill me!"
"I was bored!" Emmett bellowed.
Possible solution: Chain Emmett to a rocket and send him to the moon.
Yeah…that works.