A/N: If the tags weren't left on, they'd be worthless. I left my tags on. They're still worthless. But cute. Read and review? Enjoy!
Book To Read: "Secret Santa" by Sabrina James
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters.
Snippy
"Don't do it!"
"What?"
"That!"
"Why?"
"Because if you do it's not worth-"
Snip!
"No!" Emmett shrieked, staring wide eyed at the scene before him. "Do you have any idea of what you've just done?"
"I removed the stupid red plastic thingy so now it won't look stupid." Rosalie said, staring at the tiny heart-shaped card in her hand.
"You've just taken away its worth is what you've done!" Emmett cried.
Rosalie blinked. He was awfully snippy today. "It only cost eight dollars."
"But in, like, ten years it would've been worth thousands if you didn't cut the Ty tag off!"
Rosalie stared down at the black dog in her hand. The only thing that had been on his Ty tag was his name, Liquorice, and a small line about him. How was that going to make him worth something?
"I don't get it." She sighed, before adding, "Besides, it's not like we need the money or anything. You know we're loaded, Emmett."
He scoffed, about to leave. Just as he reached the door, he saw a big pile of Beanie Babies on the bed. Without a second thought, he lunged for Rosalie, managing to knock her over.
"Ahhh!" She screamed, her voice muffled against his chest. In seconds, he had the scissors in his hand, scrambled off of her, and was out the door.
Rosalie, completely miffed, shifted her gaze from the door, to the pile of Beanie Babies, then finally down to her nails.
What makes him think that taking the scissors will stop me? She thought, smiling down at her perfectly filed nails. Sharp has razors.
From somewhere downstairs, a soft laugh was echoing upwards.
Laugh now, Edward, Rosalie grinned. Just wait until your brother bear starts crying because I defiled more toys…
