Silly Little Boys

Chapter Three

A/N:

Thank you all for your awesome reviews. I just couldn't resist writing this chapter earlier than I thought I would…so here it is! Enjoy my lovelies : )

Disclaimer: ALL characters are owned by the positively epic Stephenie Meyer.

-Edward's POV-

Oh my God. Oh fucking lord I'm tired. I could hear my brother's yawns from the kitchen, which was where I had been situated for the last four hours. I took me an hour just to figure out where to begin cleaning!

I was seriously considering grabbing the meat knife from the drying rack and ending my sorry life right there when I heard Jasper groan nearby.

"Hey ass wipe" He greeted me from the doorway. Not even bothering to lookup I ran a tense hand through my hair before answering;

"Hey. Are you nearly finished?" When I met his gaze he nodded, yawning widely.

"Have you checked on Emmett?" I added after a pause, wondering if he had fallen asleep on the job.

"He just finished the living room about a half hour ago and then fell asleep on the couch" Jasper chuckled half-heartedly, shaking his head.

I gave a quick nod before turning in a slow circle to admire my handy work.

"I could be a fucking housewife" I grinned at Jaz, who was looking at me like he knew something I didn't. My smile fell flat when I realised what he was so smug about- that fucking pissy sink. I groaned loudly before turning to face it. I leant closer, cringing at the smell.

Goddamnit. Okay, maybe I couldn't handle being a housewife.

An hour later -after attacking the sink with Ajax and a wipe- the stain was finally gone. It only took an entire hour because I couldn't figure out where the hell Mom keeps her cleaning shit…and because Jasper and I started duelling with feather dusters.

I collapsed on the couch, but only after rummaging through our cupboard to find a Mars bar for my completely mature brother…and throwing it at his sleeping head. What can I say? I'm a soft touch.

Upon receiving the chocolate bar he had fully woken up, and was now chewing thoughtfully. Jasper was sitting next to him with a disgusted look on his face.

"Can you chew a little quieter?" He asked, clearly annoyed.

"Oh, you mean like this?" Emmett asked innocently, sloshing the chocolate around in his mouth. Even I groaned at that.

"Douche." Jasper muttered, crossing his arms childishly.

I propped my head up on my hand, thinking of what my brothers and I had discussed earlier;

"What do you think Dad meant by saying that this time will be different?" I had asked seriously. They just looked at me, apparently thinking, before Emmett spoke up.

"Dude," he started, looking down and rubbing the back of his neck "Don't even worry about him. You know how he is- all dramatic and shit. He probably just meant that we'll have to clean the toilet or something." He gave me a quick smile, before turning and scooping some beer cans off of the floor.

Jasper looked slightly amused before just shaking his head at me and starting up the stairs. I thought for a moment before realising that I had the kitchen to clean- fucking great.

"Emmett?" I asked softly, "I think he meant more than that." I continued seriously, "I mean…he may not usually torture us after we trash his house, but he looked like he had a plan" I informed him- half whispering.

A pillow hit me over the head, causing me to jump. Jasper and Emmett were laughing.

"What the hell were you thinking about?" Jasper looked thoroughly amused. I just tucked the pillow behind my head, watching Emmett imitate my apparently drooling face.

"Just what Dad might do to us" I admitted, looking up at Jaz. He scratched his chin before answering;

"Dude, it's going to be nothi-" But he was cut off by the sound of our Father's office door opening and closing from underneath the stairs.

We all looked up expectantly, Emmett quickly stuffing the chocolate wrapper in his pocket.

"Boys," Dad greeted us quickly before walking slowly over and sitting next to me on the couch.

"I know that you have been kind of worried about what I said earlier," He looked pointedly at me, causing Emmett to snigger quietly. "But I just wanted to let you know that I'm not planning on cutting off any of your limbs…But something will be happening soon…I've already talked to your Mother about it, but I guess we'll talk about It together when she gets back tomorrow. " He finished with a sigh, running his hand through his hair- a trait that I had definitely picked up on.

"Okay" we all said together.

"Jinx!" Emmett bellowed.

I groaned, rolling over in my bed and looking at the blinking alarm clock- almost midday. OH SHIT! Mom's going to be home any minute! Why the hell didn't someone wake me up? And how the hell did I sleep for so long?

I slunk out of bed and down the hall- stopping momentarily in front of a mirror to try and control my hair.

"Edward!" I whipped around and grinned, my Mom.

She ran at me, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing my cheeks. I laughed freely, watching her as she leaned back and ran her eyes down my face.

"When did you last have a shower?" she asked with a raised eyebrow. I groaned, embarrassed.

"Mom…" I muttered. She just smiled.

"Come on" She said walking back down the hallway and then down the stairs, me right behind her. When we emerged in the living room I raised an eyebrow. Jasper and Emmett were sitting on the couch, while Dad stood, watching as Mom walked towards him.

"Nice sex hair, Eddie!" Emmett snorted, while Jasper chuckled, looking me up and down. I grinned;

"Like what you see Jaz?" I smirked as Jasper scowled at me.

"Boys!" Mom scolded, while Dad just shook his head.

"Edward, can you sit down for a second?" he asked softly, gesturing towards my brothers. Now I knew why everyone was out here- we were going to find out what exactly our big punishment was. Fucking great.

I shuffled over to my brothers and sat down, running a hand down my face. Oh god. I could only imagine the terrible things that my parents had planned for us.

"Okay kids," Dad started with a small smile "We have some news, something that we've been planning for quite a while…but has now become more of a priority once we realised that you guys are growing up and need some responsibility." He finished, pulling at the corner of a pillow he had picked up during his little speech.

I looked over at my brothers, who were watching our parents intently.

"Is it bad?" Emmett finally asked, pulling my attention back to Dad, who was shaking his head.

"No sweetie," Mom said softly "It's definitely a good thing for this family." Dad nodded and dropped the pillow back on the opposite couch, looking back at us before saying;

"We have invited three exchange students from around the world to stay with us for twelve months."

There was a long pause, before jasper broke the silence with a groan.

"Three?" He asked incredulously. Mom nodded;

"Three girls, actually" She said with a proud smile.

"We have already organised everything…and they will arrive in three weeks." She finished with a timid smile. I grimaced, tempted to run my hands through my hair.

"For twelve whole fucking months!" Emmett suddenly yelled, causing Jasper and I to jump.

"Emmett, relax" Mom scolded, sitting down on the arm of the couch.

"Are they our age?" Jasper asked, looking curious.

"Yep," Dad confirmed "Well, nearly. Two of the girls are sixteen, and the other is seventeen" He finished with a smile.

"Are they hot?" Emmett questioned with a wink. Jasper and I started laughing, while Mom took two steps forward to slap Emmett lightly on the shoulder.

"Well, what do you think? Are you okay with this?" Dad asked seriously.

"Well, I don't know…" I murmured. Looking over at Emmett, who was frowning.

But eventually we all agreed, much to my Mother's delight. To be honest, I think I'm still in shock- I mean, was this a joke? Just to magically have three sisters? I've never had a sister before…and now to have three? What were my parents thinking? Where's the fucking logic behind this?

"What are you brooding about over there, Eddie?" Emmett hit me on the back roughly, causing me to spill the drink that I was holding.

"Fuck!" I muttered, pushing him away from me.

I looked up the stairs from where I was sitting (on the floor, next to the couch), craning my neck to check for any snooping parents that might be listening.

Jasper slunk over from the kitchen, sitting on the couch opposite me with a sandwich.

"Wassamatta?" He asked me mid-bite. I snorted, shaking my head.

"Attractive." Emmett sneered from the couch behind me. Jasper smiled widely, showing us his lunch.

"I alright, I guess. I'm just not sure about these girls that are supposedly going to be living with us." I looked up at Jasper- hoping to see some sort of recognition. I mean was I the only one who was even slightly worried that these girls might ruin our lives?

"Wait a minute…" Jasper murmured, obviously sitting on an idea. I shifted, so that I could see him clearly.

"Let's make their lives hell" he whispered finally.

I grinned, turning to Emmett, who was grinning wickedly.

"Looks like we have a plan, lads!" I laughed.

A/N:

Thank you all for reading, reviewing and favourite-ing this story! I hope you liked this chapter.

Next chapter, which should be up in a few days, will have skipped a couple of weeks to when the girls are about to arrive! Can't wait to see what kind of tricks the Cullen boys might be up to…

P.s - Tell me if you think these chapters are too short or not- I wasn't really sure. Thanks!