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Bella POV.

When I woke up the next morning, my head was thumping. I experimentally sat up, and my head hurt even more. Ouch. Why does my head hurt? And why don't I remember anything that happened last night? Oh, wait, I had a spoon. Why did I have a spoon?

"Edward? Why does my head hurt? And did I have a spoon yesterday?"

"Oh, yeah, about that, Emmet gave you a bottle or two of Vodka, and you found this spoon called Jim. It was pretty funny actually. Emmet recorded it. Emmet, that doesn't mean I'm letting you babysit Bella again, because you won't be. Ever again." He said the last part louder, so I guessed Emmet was still in the house. I was right. He burst into my room, well, Edwards room, and roared "What! Why!"

"Emmet! My head hurts and you did not make it any better!" I whined. I might not be little, but hey, I deserve to be able to whine every now and again.

"Oops. Sorry Bella. You okay?" He asked, looking guilty. And sorry. Well, he should be sorry. My head hurts!

"Yeah Emmet. I'm completely fine. My head doesn't hurt at all." I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Hey! I only asked." He whined, sounding like my words had hurt him. Well good. He deserved to be hurt after what he done to my poor head.

"Emmet, show me the video."

"Video? What video?" he asked, trying to get out of it. Well, I wasn't going to let him.

"The video you made last night whilst I was drunk, Emmet. Show me it. Please?" I smiled sweetly at him, giving him Alice's famous puppy-dog eyes. My tactics worked.

"Fine, I will." He said, just as sweetly as I did. Huh. Was I really that bad? The answer, yes. I watched the video of me stumbling around, roaring with laughter, talking to my spoon Jim, and I was so mad I was glad Edward could hurt him.

"Edward?" I said sweetly. He grinned.

"Yes Bella?" He knew what I was going to ask him. I love him so much; I swear my heart would burst one of these days.

"Could you please hurt Emmet?" I grinned wickedly, watching Emmet back away with fearful eyes.

"Why I'd be happy to Bella. Thank you for asking me."

"You're welcome Edward. Now do your worst!"

The rest of the day (and night) I watched happily as Emmet ran away from Edward. It was Hilarious. It'd almost be worth getting embarrassingly drunk again. Not quite. But almost.

~~~~~~~~~The End~~~~~

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