From Jasper:
Peace.
From Rosalie:
Err, Jasper, why are you wandering around with fake hair extensions?
From Jasper:
They are not fake!
From Rosalie:
BRB.
From Bella:
Hi. Why is Jasper screaming in pain?
From Alice:
Rosalie is proving something.
From Rosalie:
I knew it! Fake! * holds lock of fake hair up in triumph and boastiness*
From Jasper:
You didn't need to forcibly yank it out sis.
From Rosalie:
O.K, call me sis again and it won't just be your fake hair i pull off.
From Jasper:
Sounds painful.
From Bella:
Err, Jasper, why are you now yelling something about inner harmony and dancing about in a gay tye-dye?
From Jasper:
I am redescovering my inner hippie.
From Bella:
Uh-oh.
From Rosalie:
Oh god just shoot me now PLEASE!
From Alice:
Wait, you never even had an inner hippie.
From Jasper:
How do you know!
From Alice:
I'm your wife you idiot!
From Edward:
Do i want to know why Jasper is trying to sell me crystal therapy?
From Rosalie:
I am shooting myself now * takes gun, sobs hysterically and then gets really annoyed when bullet rebounds off skin*
From Jasper:
I am redescovering my inner hippie.
From Alice:
But i told you, you've never had an inner hippie!
From Jasper:
STOP BEING MEAN TO MY INNER HIPPIE!
From Alice:
That you never had.
From Edward:
You know, i've always wanted to redescover my inner goth.
From Alice:
O.K, i know for certain that you have NEVER had an inner goth.
From Edward:
Ah yes. Good point. In that case i have always wanted to redescover the inner goth i have never had.
From Bella:
Oh, don't you dare...
From Jasper:
I suppose it is possible. Harmony.
From Edward:
I know. Hmm, i wonder...
From Bella:
Now Jasper, don't go putting ideas in his head.
From Edward:
To late * applies lots of black eyeliner and mooches in the corner being depressed*
From Bella:
Wait...isn't that emos?
From Edward:
* comes out of corner and puts on black and purple clothing and makeup*
From Bella:
JASPER!
From Jasper:
Peace.
From Bella:
YOU PUT IDEAS IN HIS HEAD AND NOW HE IS WANDERING AROUND SINGING ABOUT FLAMING RUINS!
From Rosalie:
Oh god, why oh why are you guys my family?
From Edward:
Cos god hates us all.
From Rosalie:
* takes missile launcher and shoots self with it*