Disclaimer: I ate Stephenie Meyer and took custody of the Cullens and Twilight and her turtle. That she probably doesn't have. :
"Why is Emmett pouting?" Bella asked Edward as they lounged on the couch in the Cullen's vast living room.
Edward chuckled. "He's…bored," he said. It sounded much like there was a lot more to it.
Bella propped herself up on the couch and raised her eyebrows.
"Would you like to elaborate?"
"I would, really…" he replied unsurely.
Bella giggled. "Edward, you're not seriously hesitant in telling me what Emmett is thinking?"
Edward sighed and grinned. "True. He'd tell everyone anyway."
"So…?"
"When we were hunting last weekend, there was this ad…"
Bella waited patiently.
Edward shook his head. "I don't know how I'm going to get this out with a straight face, because the idea is completely absurd."
"Okay, I'm gonna walk away from you and ask Emmett in about three seconds, Edward." Her patience was short-lived.
"He wants to go to day camp," he managed.
Bella's face was torn. To laugh or not to laugh? She laughed. "As a camper?"
"No, as a counselor."
"Oh."
"But still, Bella. Picture Emmett, the giant vampire, surrounded by little kids with glitter on their foreheads."
"Well, if they have glitter on their foreheads, then they must at least be making an effort to be more like him!"
Edward shook his head yet again.
In response, Bella pouted. Yet again.
"EMMETT CULLEN!" she shouted.
He walked up to them sheepishly. "Yes?" he asked, smiling innocently.
"You. Are an idiot."
See, I've been playing around with random loose-plotted stories, like the...squirrel one.
Not sure if I'll continue this or not.
Anyone interested in seeing Emmett in Day Camp?