Title: Blue Jays and Chickens
Rosalie was reading her book when she heard everyone outside talking louder than normal. They weren't yelling but it was close. Then she heard machinery and knew what was going on. Emmett's room was being made.
Edward came into the room and threw a hammer next to her, "Come on you have to help too. Remember your deal, you be able to keep him if you took responsibility for him."
"Don't make it sound like he is a dog or anything." Rosalie said putting her book down.
"So we aren't building a dog house?" Edward sound upset then started to laugh at Rosalie's stern face.
Rosalie shook her head as she went past him to help build outside.
Emmett was handing Carlisle the nails when he asked for them while he hammered into the wood. Emmett was smiling glad to be able to help everyone with the construction of this new piece.
Esme looked up to see Rosalie standing outside; the girl was obviously staring at Emmett which brought a smile to her face before she called out, "Rose, can you go cut the wood?"
"Yeah sure." Rosalie said as she made her way to the circular saw.
Carlisle looked up, "Oh, that reminds me, I promised you I would let you learn how to use the saw next time." He said looking down at Emmett. "Edward change places so that Rose can teach him how to use the saw."
Edward grumbled as he went over and was given the nails.
"Thanks Carlisle! I am so excited, never got to see a real powered saw." He said as he went over to where the circular saw was. "So what is the first step?" he asked.
Rosalie laughed at how excited he was over something so simple, "Well it starts by measuring the wood." She said as she held out a tape measure. "Remember, measure twice cut once."
"Measure twice cut once." Emmett whispered as he watched Rosalie put the tape measure out across the wood.
Rose asked from across the yard, "What are we cutting at?"
"Fifteen inches." Carlisle said back.
She looked at the measuring tape, "Yeah, that's right. Now we have to get it set up with the saw." She said as she picked up the wood.
"Can I do this part?" he asked.
"Uhm sure." Rosalie said handing him the huge long piece of wood.
Emmett took it and brought it over to the saw setting it down. "Can I cut the wood?"
"Sure." Rosalie laughed. Emmett was acting like a little child being allowed to ride his first pony.
He aligned it like he saw Carlisle do before then looked at the machine, "How do you turn it on?" he asked.
Rosalie came up behind him. "The button right here." She whispered pointing over him.
Emmett was glad he couldn't blush, that would have been a vast moment right there as the girl knelt over him. "Th-thanks." He stumbled as he turned it on. Emmett grabbed the handle unsteadily, never realizing before how close the handle was to the blade.
"Here let me help." Rosalie whispered as she held the wood in place and then helped to grab the handle.
Emmett seemed nervous as their hands touched; together the two cut the piece of wood. It only lasted seconds, however, as the saw went through the wood and back out. "Thanks again." He whispered.
"No problem, now can you bring that piece over to Carlisle? I will get the next piece started." Rosalie said, just realizing that she had knelt over him.
Emmett smiled walking over to Carlisle, "Here you go, I cut it myself." He said happily.
When Emmett walked back over to Rosalie, she already had five more pieces measured out. "You can cut those at the line if you want too." Rosalie said trying to stay away from him. She wanted to keep what they had a friendship…nothing more.
Three days later, the addition to the house was built.
Emmett walked into his new room. It wasn't furnished but it was still his room. He was so proud to be able to have a room to call his own. He never got one with his family being so huge, he had to share his room with several others.
He walked around his room as he smiled and touched the walls, this was his room! No one else's! Then he saw a bird sitting on a branch outside. It was a very bright blue color, one he had never seen before. Emmett smiled looking at it, "Hey little guy." He whispered. When the bird still stood in the tree, Emmett decided to sit in the middle of the floor looking out the window.
Rosalie walked in with catalogs in her hands, "So since you can't come out on the town, Carlisle wants me to show you the catalog and then Esme and I will go out and order them." she said as she stopped to watch Emmett looking outside intently. "What are you doing?" she asked.
"There is a bird outside." He whispered.
"Yeah, that's where they normally are." She said.
"I like birds." He smiled.
Rosalie looked outside, "That's a blue jay. They aren't to common around here." She whispered.
"They are pretty." He whispered still staring out the window until it flew off. "What were you saying?" he asked afterwards finally looking at Rosalie.
"Uh, I was saying that you can look at this catalog and think of what you want in this room." She said. "Esme and I will go order it for you."
"Oh yeah, let's do it." Emmett said as Rosalie came in with her arms filled with catalogs.
"Well let's start with a desk. We will make it but it is nice to get your idea on what you want it to look like."
"I guess anything with a flat surface." He said.
Rosalie opened a catalog up as she started showing him all the fancy desks with the most etiquette of designs. "I like this one and this one. We can make any of them and if we can't make it, we can buy it easily." She said as she pointed to the ones she liked.
Emmett looked down and all he saw where the prices shooting back at him, "Uh, how about a basic desk? Do they have one of those?" he asked.
"Basic?" She flipped through the catalog, "Like this one?" she pointed to one that had a little framing and very little design. To her it had nothing to it and was very boring.
"Yeah, that is fine." He said, a little more relaxed when seeing the price difference.
"Are you sure?" she asked perplexed, "It doesn't matter which one you get."
"I am sure that one is fine." He said nodding.
Rosalie then picked up another catalog, "Alright, now onto couches. That isn't a hard one; it is more color than anything. What is your favorite color?"
"I don't know." He whispered.
"Come on everyone has a favorite color." She said.
"I always change mine. I guess right now it is green but it has to be dark green like the grass that gets too much water."
Rosalie nodded, "I have just the couch you will like." She said as she flipped through the book, "There." She said pointing to a dark green couch. "It just screams you."
He had to admit, it did say a lot about him. The dark green couch was bulky and looked big, it could easily fit two of him. He then looked at the price. "Isn't that a little steep?"
Rosalie looked at it, "Nah, that's the amount Carlisle can make in a day. Remember he is a doctor, plus he loves to work so he has a lot saved up." She laughed as she circled it. "I am sure you will like it."
Emmett nodded.
Rosalie then grabbed another catalog, "Beds." She said as she looked through it.
"What are you guys up too?" Edward asked coming into the room.
"Picking out furniture." Rosalie said not looking from the catalogs.
Edward laughed, "Let Emmett pick out what he wants." He whispered.
"I am." Rosalie said then looked at Emmett, "I am right? You are getting what you want, right?"
"Yes, I am getting exactly what I want." He whispered.
"Gag me with a spoon." Edward whispered as he turned around to walk out.
"What's his problem?" Emmett asked.
"Some people can't deal with others getting more attention than themselves." Rosalie said as she flipped through the catalog.
"You should talk." Edward yelled from downstairs.
"There!" Emmett yelled pointing to a page. "That is the one I want!" he said excitedly.
Rosalie looked at it for a few seconds then smiled, "I think it suits you really well."
"Wow, that didn't take long to find everything I wanted," Emmett said.
"Well, I guess I can leave you to your room now." Rosalie said getting up.
Emmett lightly grabbed her shirt, "Do you mind if you stay a little longer?" he whispered. "I enjoy the company."
"Sure." Rosalie said as she sat back down looking out the window.
The same bird flew back on the tree as it chirped. "Do you ever think that the birds have any worries?" he asked.
"They have to worry about the kids even before they are hatched." Rosalie whispered.
"True. But when they don't have little eggs, they are free to fly around. Do you think they make fun of chickens?"
Rosalie was taken aback by the random question, "Why would they?"
"Because chickens can't fly and they are stuck on the ground. They can't do half the stuff that the blue jay can do and they aren't as pretty as the chicken. My chickens were stuck in a pen."
"Yes, but the chicken is kept safe in a pen where predators can't get to it and all it has to do is supply the person protecting it with eggs to eat."
"Yeah, until it gets killed and eaten by the one it thought would protect it forever."
Rosalie looked up at him as he still stared at the blue jay, "What are you getting at?" she asked confused.
"Well the chicken thinks it has a good life, it gets fed when it needs it, gets shelter and only has to supply one egg a day but the blue jay is beautiful and it gets to fly all over the place, it doesn't have anyone to tell it what to do. It is free." He smiled, "It just has to find its own food and shelter."
"You know what? I bet if the blue jay had a choice to get rid of its ability to fly to have everything the chicken had, I bet it would."
"Why? The chicken would love to be able to fly for just one day; I bet it would trade everything it was promised to have a day of flying."
"Well, maybe one day, the chicken will get its chance to fly for a day. Perhaps it will find a day where it can try everything it never had before."
Emmett nodded, "What if it can't wait." He whispered.
"Chickens have a lot of patience."
Emmett nodded, "Chickens are very patient."
"Yeah, unfortunately blue jays aren't." Rosalie whispered as she got up, "I am sorry, I have to go outside for some fresh air." She said as she left the room.
Emmett sighed as he got up to stand at his window; the blue jay flew away, how he longed to be a beautiful free blue jay.
Rosalie went outside as she saw the blue jay fly off, she saw Emmett in the window watching the bird fly away. What she would give to be the grounded chicken relying on the little it knows. She was getting closer to Emmett and it started to scare her…a lot.
Another one down! I didn't like it that much but I figured I would put it up anyways. I felt like it was missing something…
HISTORY LESSON!!! (do you guys actually read this?) The power saw was built back in the 1800's for saw mills that would cut large trees down. I want to say it wasn't until the early 1900's that the power saw was commercial for regular citizens. They were very expensive when they first came out and it wasn't until late 1900's when people other than saw mills and contractors had power saws as normal every day use! I think that's the history of the power saw that I learned in high school but it is hard to remember- I took that class a long time ago.
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