Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own Twilight, New Moon, ect. Stephenie Meyer does.
A//N: Hello friends! Lol, sorry I haven't updated for a few days, I've been kinda busy, and Sat. I was on a trail ride and the big horsey fell down on the frozen big river, then I Sun. my friend and I spent literally 6 hours cleaning up my room and bringing out 7 garbage bags, of, well, garbage. Lol, I'm slightly messy. Anyway, this idea was given to me by one of my great reviewers, a couple of people helped me, edward's blossom, and, er, a bunch of other people. They rock! And sorry if this chapter stinks. Lol, maybe I should raise the rating on this chapter up… flames if ya want, but then you'll scare me. Oh, and I think the idea was originally from a different fic, so, yeah…
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She lowered the microphone and looked around nervously.
Emmett and Jasper were just staring at her in shock.
"You… you sing good." Emmett finally murmured. Jasper nodded in agreement.
"Um, thanks." Bella replied, beaming now.
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"Now I don't want to sing any more. Besides, I lost the remote while you were singing, and the machine won't work without the remote." Emmett said.
Bella shrugged, but didn't argue, because, truth be told, as happy as she was with the fact that she was a great singer, she didn't really want to sing again either.
"Alright, so, what's next?"
"How about TV?" Jasper asked.
"Oh yeah!" Emmett called," there's a special on for five hours, all about making the paint they put on football fields."
Bella blinked and just looked at him.
"How about you do that, and I'll just wander around the house for awhile?" she asked.
They nodded. How much trouble could she get in just walking around the house?
So she wandered, and they turned on the TV, watching with wide eyes as that mixed random chemicals, and added #3 red dye, and other things into the large vat of soon-to-be-paint.
She looked over at the piano, and spent a considerable amount of time admiring it. The sleek surface, and smooth keys, the bench that felt easy to sit on…
She explored more of the house, before coming to sit next to the couch to watch the last few minutes of the special with Jasper and Emmett.
Spotting what she thought was one of Alice's magazines, she started flipping through it. It had a girl's section in front, and she thought a few of the blouses looked cute. Bella glanced at the men's section, thinking that some of the black shirts would look great on Edward. As she flipped the next couple of pages, it turned to boxers and briefs. She closed the magazine and looked around, trying to find another. Suddenly, a thought hit her.
Did Edward wear boxers or briefs? Or, did he go commando?
She felt her face go bright red as some 'images' flashed through her mind. She hurriedly tried to push them away, but it was apparently too late. Her blush got redder, like the color of one of those red apples.
But Emmett and Jasper looked over, a bit surprised.
"What is it Bella? Paint isn't really that embarrassing." Emmett said.
Jasper just looked at her, feeling her emotions.
"It… it's nothing." She said, ducking her head slightly.
But by now, Emmett wanted to know what she was thinking of.
"Bella please tell."
"No."
"Aw Bella, if you don't tell us now, I'll mention it to Edward, and we all know he'll make you tell. Now, is it something you wouldn't mind Edward hearing?" Emmett replied sweetly.
Her face grew pale for a few seconds, and then went quickly back to bright red.
"No! Fine, I'll tell." She scowled.
Emmett looked smug.
"It's, um, I was wondering, er, I was looking through Alice's magazine, and, um, I wondered whether Edward, um, if he, er…" she stammered, very embarrassed by now, " whether he wore boxers or briefs, or…" she quickly snapped her mouth shut with a click, unwilling to say her last thought.
Emmett and Jasper looked genuinely shocked. They hadn't thought that their human was capable of thinking like that.
"That's an easy enough question to answer." Jasper said thoughtfully.
"Well then, which is it?" Bella asked, her face not quite so red by now.
Emmett's grin took an evil edge. "Neither. Not boxers or briefs. Zip, nada, none. He goes commando!"
The look on Bella's face was priceless. They were both seriously worried that she might faint, or something.
Jasper quickly sent waves of calm to her, until her face went down to a bright pink color.
"Thanks Emmett." She said sarcastically.
"You wanted to know." He reminded her, smiling.
"Ugh, can we talk about something else," Jasper asked," besides Edward's choice of underwear, or the lack of?"
Bella blushed again and ducked her head.
"How about the time Edward got kicked by that deer?" Emmett said, reluctantly decided to stop embarrassing Bella. There'd be time enough for that later.
Bella's head went up, and she raised an eyebrow.
"He did not get kicked by a deer, did he?" she asked.
Jasper snickered. "Yes, he did, and it was hilarious, or so I'm told. He was just a new vampire then, not quite as good as he is now. He was sneaking up on poor little bambie, about to pounce, when the mother deer came bounding up from the side and kicked him right in the head. It definitely got his attention. So he turned his attention from the fawn, and looked for the crazy mother deer. Unfortunately, the deer's family wasn't done. The fawn had an insane father, and that father deer came prancing up from behind and stuck him good in the rear end with his antlers. All the deer got away, and our furious Edward couldn't ever find them again. So, to this day, has a grudge against all deer."
"Edward got beat up by a family of cute little deer?" Bella asked, her eyes wide.
"Yep."
And that did it, Emmett and Jasper started cracking up, as they did every time they heard the story.
Bella just shook her head and waited for them to calm down.
"Next you're going to tell me that he used to talk to himself." She said.
Jasper started chuckling.
"As a matter of fact, he did. He used to have an imaginary friend pet hamster called Fred. He said that Fred could talk. And for years, he would go around talking to himself, believing it was Fred. We tried to help him, but really, what could we do? He'd already destroyed our green duct tape. (FYI: Duct tape, awhile ago, I suppose when Edward was a newish vampire, just a few years after Jasper had joined them, used to be green.) We couldn't find anything stronger than that. So we let him continue on. Everything was fine after a few years, and he rarely talked to 'Fred'. And then, later, he stopped altogether." Emmett said.
Jasper broke in now. "I asked him once where Fred was. He looked at me seriously, and said,' He was stalking me, so I ate him. The fuzzy furball wasn't terribly filling though.'" And they all, except for the confused and sympathetic Bella, burst out laughing again.
She rolled her eyes, not sure if they were serious. "I'm going to go hang in Edward's room for a bit." She called as she walked up the stairs holding onto the railing.
A plan was forming in her mind. This time, she would intentionally pull a prank on the two vampires. Emmett especially needed a lesson. But what would shock them the most?, she wondered.
"Oh my gosh!" came Bella's shocked cry. "Edward's magazine's are all of naked ladies!"
The astonished vampires wasted no time in running up the stairs, arriving in Edward's room half a second after she finished yelling.
"What? Where? Edward?!" they both asked.
She held up a magazine, her shocked face mirroring the other's. Emmett snatched it a split second before Jasper and started pawing through it.
"But this isn't…" he trailed off, now confused. The magazine's only picture were of random CD covers. They both looked up at Bella, who now had a huge grin on her face.
"But you said-" he broke off as Bella started laughing hysterically.
Staring, they still couldn't figure out what had happened. Could cute little human Bella have pulled a joke?
"You should have seen your faces!" Bella called in between gasps as she tried to stop laughing.
They both looked at her in disgust, although they were both a bit proud, and in Emmett's case, slightly amused too, that sweet Bella had pulled a joke over them.
"Sorry." She said, wondering if they'd be terribly mad.
In response, Emmett disappeared, then reappeared with Alice's makeup bag in hand.
Bella's laughter immediately stopped, and she sprang to her feet.
"Aw, come on Emmett, it was just a joke." She pleaded, backing away uneasily. Her face was now totally pale.
Then Emmett stopped and grinned. "Gotcha."
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((A//N: Well, it wasn't the funniest thing in the world, but hey, I'm almost done. REVIEW PLEASE!!))