Finally, after fifteen brutal minutes of waiting, Emmett and Rosalie heard a screech of Volvo tires in the driveway.

"Bel-hic-la!" Emmett hic-ed when she strolled in the door in the arms of his brother, Edward. "Took you long-hic enough."

Rosalie stepped forward, glancing at Bella. "So, can you cure him?"

"Cure Emmett? What?" An older blonde vampire asked as he sauntered down the staircase from his study.

"Hey Carlisle. Emmett has the hiccups, so I, being an expert on humans, have been called to cure him." Bella giggled. "With an occasional help from Edward."

Carlisle snorted. "I really doubt that Edward will be of any assistance to you."

Bella smirked.

"Hey," Edward stepped in defensively, "I've had the hiccups before."

"Yes, but who-hic is the human here-hic?" Emmett asked pointedly.

Edward rolled his eyes. "Take it away, love." He smiled at Bella.

She blushed. "Okay." She started pacing. "The first thing I usually do when I have the hiccups is hold my breath."

"O-hic-kay." Emmett took in one dramatic gulp of air and held it.

Carlisle settled down on one of the living room's armchairs to watch. "Because I have declared myself the supervisor who knows all, I can tell you that it is not working. He is a vampire, and not using his diaphragm will not harm him unlike in a humans'. So, I say this will not work."

Emmett stood, leaning against the fireplace, his body randomly jumping from the muted hiccups.

"Who cares? Its something to do." Edward replied and held his breath.

"This is pointless. You all know perfectly well that there is no need for this. You can survive without breathing, like Carlisle just said." Bella huffed.

"You guys can be so juvenile. If you're going to make a game out of this, then at least we should make it interesting." Rosalie snorted.

"Then what do you suggest we do?" Bella asked inquiringly.

A secretive smile formed across her face. "You'll see." And then, like a jet, she raced up the stairs.

Bella sat down on the floor cross-legged. "What do you think she's planning?"

"Well," Carlisle said, amused, "You never know what to expect with Rosalie. She could be getting the chainsaw, or just a pumpkin seed. Oh, here she is now." He said as Rosalie gracefully zoomed into the room.

She was holding a large velvet bag, obviously stuffed to the brim with things.

"We," Rosalie said, "are going to make them laugh."

"And your point is?" said Carlisle.

" We know that to laugh, vampires need to breathe. It's the only time it is necessary to. So, we are going to make them laugh. And then, we can finally get back to getting rid of Emmett's hiccups."

Then, out of the bag she pulled a joke book, pantyhose, a cell phone, fat suits, a CD, and last, but not least, a McDonalds' Happy Meal.

"Okay, who ready to have some fun?" Rosalie shouted.

And of course, Bella and Carlisle laughed when they saw the looks on Emmett and Edwards faces.

"Up first, we will have Carlisle." Rosalie threw the joke book in Carlisle's direction, who, as usual, caught it.

"Since this is round one, I'll go easy on you boys." He opened the book. "I will leave the difficult stuff to the ladies. That is, for the moment being."

"Get on with it Carlisle, I want my turn." Bella wiggled on the floor.

"Alright, alright. First joke." He cleared his throat for dramatic purposes.

"CARLSLE!"

"Haha. Okay. What do you call a sheep with no legs?" He paused. "A cloud!" Emmett didn't even blink. And Edward just rolled his eyes and began playing with a loose thread on the hem of his shirt.

"I have a better one. How about….aha! What happens wehn it rains cats and dogs?"

Edward smirked.

"You have to be careful not to step in a poodle!"

Rosalie snatched the joke book from Carlisle's hands. "Plan A is officially over. The only time I have ever heard cornier jokes was back in '83 at that pub down in Los Angeles."

Indignantly, Carlisle asked: "What now?"

It was Bella's turn to answer. "I know just the thing."

She pulled out the nylon pantyhose. "The party's just is getting started."

Bella looked around. "Where are the bananas?"

"In the kitchen."

"Okay. Be right back."