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Hello my poppets! ANYWAY this is the new chapter. SOO sorry that I left my other chapter in a cliffy….hehe… Anyways, I was introduced to this new band, and they were FRIKIN' AWESOME! Why the hell did I not know them until now?!

Onto the next subject, I'm also sooooooooo sorry that I couldn't update.

HOWEVER I had gotten a few pumps of creative juices yesterday today and have written an extra long chapter!

DISCLAIMER

Me:Twilight is mine! *Evil laugh*

Edward: Do not be absurd!

Me:I am perfectly in my mind, excuse me!

Alice:Don't be kidding me!

Me: What? Is it bully midnight day?

Emmett: Just say the truth!

Me: Okay. *sob* I....do not own...Twilight. *sob*

Emmett: That's it. Tell the truth. That's what a good girl should do.*grins*

Me: *Glares so fierce that it peels the wall paper off*

Emmett: *gulp*

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The rest of the car ride was very quiet. Both Edward and I were deep in thought. What would the Cullens do to Mike? Pull a prank on him? Give him eternal embarrassment? KILL HIM???? Well I couldn't actually disagree with the last one, but still!!!! Edward was the one to break the silence first.

"Love, humor me. What are you thinking?"

"If it is right to be joyful at the thought that you might kill Mike."

He chuckled and had that crooked smile on his face.

"Well, I won't go that far. Don't worry."

Time flew by and then we arrived to La Bella, the restaurant Mike promised to meet me. Edward was shaking his head beside me with a small smile playing on his face.

"What a coincidence..."

"Yeah. I remember how the waitress flirted with you."

"You know that I didn't notice. You are the only one for me, love. You know that right?"

"Yup, I do. Do you think that she still remembers us?"

"Yes, she does. She is actually very excited to meet me again."

"Well, I guess she shall be very disappointed."

That moment, I could see Mike's surban coming in. I let out a groan, and Edward started rubbing my hand in circles.

"Don't worry, love. You know that we won't let him do anything to you."

As I walked out, I said,

"Just don't be too harsh on him. He stills have years to live."

I swear I could hear him chuckle as I closed the door.

Mike was leaning on his surban, fit in a very corny suit. He also had a bouquet of roses in his hand. However, I could see that the cold wind made him shiver.

"HEY BELLA!"

Mike ran toward me, looking a bit too ecstatic.

I briefly thought about just running away, calling for Edward to take me back, and hide me in his closet.

"He brought you here?"

WHY DOES HE FEEL THE NEED TO SNEER AT HIS NAME? WHY CAN'T HE EVEN SAY EDWARD'S NAME?? I fought the urge to say this but I do think that a muscle under my eye twitched.

"Yes, he did actually. Lets go inside though. I'm cold if you haven't noticed."

Mike actually had the nerve to try and cover my shoulders with his jacket. I barley dodged away from him.

"Mike....Put. Your. Hands. To. Yourself." I talked through my clenched teeth to a very disappointed Mike. I walked away and expected him to follow me when I heard an,

"OWW!"

I walked back to Mike to see what had happened. His shoe laces were tied together. I heard a tinkling laugh only I could hear. Being with vampires really increases your hearing! I was betting that someone with sparkling white skin, with an angel-like face was behind this.

"Mike, please get up."

Not wanting to look like a sissy, Mike instantly stood up, though you could hear him groan. Edward would be the one hurting the ground if he'd fall. (Though I knew he wouldn't with all his vampire senses. humph. Stupid show off vampire.)

We both headed to La Bella. Taking a seat next to the window, I started to look in the menu. Mike however, had the nerve to try to sit next to me. Pointing to the seat in front of me, I said,

"Mike, I'd really, really appreciate it if you'd sit by yourself."

Right on time, the waiter stood in front of us. Though his name tag said that he was only 20, he looked like he was at least over 30. While I was trying to not laugh, Mike started order. Mike too was straining his face, trying not to laugh which was too much for me. I burst out laughing grabbing my stomach that was starting to have cramps. I think that my face had gone purple too.

"Excuse... *laugh*....me....*laugh laugh*....for a *laugh*.... moment *laugh* please.. *laugh laugh*"

(This is so ME! I sometimes burst out laughing and my face goes red! Well... Yeah.... go back to reading the story. lol)

I hurried to the bathroom, my face turning red. However, when I went inside, I was up for a surprise. Alice was there lying on the couch making funny faces at me.

"Alice, what are you doing here?"

She jumped, being her perky self. Ignoring my question she said,

"You sure made a show out there didn't you? Even Emmett was surprised. We never knew that you'd have a certain melt down. Too much stress these days cause-"

"ALICE! Please answer me!!"

"Okay, okay... Well.... We're going to help you on your date! Isn't that fantastic?"

I was once again out of words. Ignoring me, Alice kept on talking.

"We have a few plans up our sleeves, and our first shall soon be in action. We're going to give him food that Emmet specially made. I know a waiter here, and he owes us a... favor."

I gave a slight shiver.. I remember the last time I tried one of Emmett's "master pieces" Lets just say that it involved a chicken pot pie, a lot of chocolate powder, and tons of chili sauce and red peppers. My tongue was never the same again..... I was about to go back to our table when I suddenly remembered.

"Oh yeah! Alice! Why did you tie Mike's shoelace?"

"Don't even ask. I was about to faint at how he looked! He had such horrible clothes! They were all past 5 seasons and were a fashion disgrace, making him look a lot fat. I was just doing my rights to the designer world. I've learned my lesson though. Mike can turn Gucci to some clothes from a flea shop sold Sunday. He should be banned from wearing any maker brands. Bleh."

"Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiight."

Not knowing what to say in pure confusion, I pushed the door open and walked backed to my table. However, I felt my face burning while the people stared at me because of my laughing fit a few minutes ago.

I sat back down at my seat. I could see that Mike was very...anxious?

"Where were you?"

"Where did you think I'd be? The bathroom."

"Oh.. What did 'ya do?"

"Mike, what do you think I'd do at bathroom? Please just buzz of."

He must have caught my mood for he immediately turned quiet. I could now see the waiter brining our food. I guess it was now show time.

The waiter brought the dish in front of Mike.

"This dish is our special tomato and chocolate ravioli."

To tell you the truth, the smell was so strong that it mad me sick. The smell of both sweetness and tomato made my stomach heave, and I could see that Mike's face was slowly starting to turn green.

He steadily took his fork and knife and placed a piece of ravioli in his mouth. While he was having a difficult time chewing I asked the waiter what was inside the dish.

"Well, there is the best dark chocolate inside with sun dried tomatoes. The ravioli dough is also made out of flour that is powdered with chocolate powder. The filling for ravioli is also made out of tomato sauce with crumpled Oreos inside. Our 'special' chef of the day made it for today, and only today."

Mike's face soon turned a bit purple now. He wasn't even finished with his first bite, and I could see that he was straining to not make a face. I on the other hand, was trying to stop myself from giggling. I knew that the special chef was Emmett. Again, he did not fail to surprise me with this new chocolate ravioli. Gosh was I lucky to not be in Mike's shoes. Then again, if I'd be Mike, I'd back off when Edward asked kindly.

Mike finally swallowed his first bite. Though it was only one spoonful, he seemed to be withering in agony. He took a big gulp of ice water, but a cube of ice got stuck in his throat. He then coughed it up, which flew into the hat of a grandma near us. The ice cube was now beside the small birdie on her pink hat. It somewhat made the birdie look like a poor frozen snowman beside the cube of ice, instead of a heavenly dove that showed grace. That got me, and I started laughing. Hard. The grandma with the pink hat glared at us and let out a string of profanities. While I was still having a laughing fit, Mike pulled me to the cashier. He asked the employee,

"How much is the special dish for today?"

The employee checked our bill while glancing at me. I guess I looked a bit...bizarre in his eyes. The again who wouldn't? I was laughing by myself while my face was turning a boiling red. Not something a person with normal brain functions would do.

"Your bill is 105$."

"WHAT?"

Mike's eyes seemed to pop out of his head.

"We use the best chocolate that is imported right from Switzerland and Ghana. Our tomatoes are also sun dried and very fresh."

"But… but … but that's insane!"

Mike peeked at me, and said in a very small voice,

"Okay. I'll pay by card."

I guess Mike didn't want to look weak beside me. I rolled my eyes while I walked to the door to wait for Mike. Sometimes he could be so immature.

While I was waiting under a small grove, someone behind me whispered 'boo.' I gave a quiet scream and turned around. There, in front of my eyes, was Emmett with a wide grin and some flour on his cheek.

"Emmett! You surprised me!"

"That's the whole point!"

Though he was annoying, it was pretty nice to here his Emmett-ish replies after a few hours with Mike.

"How'd you like my recipe? I made it by myself. Rose said that it was pathetic, but you don't think so, do you?"

"It was interesting...."

I really didn't want to hurt his feelings.

"I know. O.o... Well now we'll move on to our next mission."

Leaving me with his last Emmett like grin, he gave me a military salute, saying,

"Mr. Hotty in service. You'll be having quite a ride with us tonight," and ran away.

I was again confused. Was there more? I groaned at the thought. I don't know how much my face could turn red again. I had also embarrassed myself in more than 30 people too. That was a new record for me.

I thought about what Emmett had said. Everyone was on this. And it was just going to get worse.

Crap. What have I gotten my self into? What I'd do to just melt down into a puddle right now and disappear until the next day…

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Rothflmao I love my chocolate ravioli. I especially thought it up!

I'd also want to give the honor of this story to...."drum roll please"..... a boy in my class!

He looks at least 10 years more than his age!!

I got the idea of the waiter from him. I just couldn't ignore it. That would be wasting! lol

I'm sorry for the cliff hanger but….

1. I'm out of creative juices.

2. I'm lazy. I have the idea but as I said, I'm lazy.

3. I love suspense!

I'll give you a hint about the next chapter though. It contains a broken car, Edward dressed up as a very, very, hot and handsome cop, and Mike with a string of profanities.

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