Sorry, once again, for the lateness! :S And thanks for the reviews, they made my day. :D I love this drabble!

Date:25th September

Characters: The Cullens (Rosalie, Emmett, Alice and Jasper.)

Stimulus word: Naughty Seat

Reason for sudden change in genre: Writing angst is fun for a while, but it can get rather depressing. I need something completely random every once in a while, to break the monotony.

Dedication: For Kate, who is currently singing her little heart out, on the naughty seat. x

Rosalie Hale sighed. Men—honestly! Hadn't she told her husband, just this morning, that chocolate would not be good for his vampire system?!

Alice was giggling delightedly in the corner. Obviously, she had foreseen this, and had decided not to say anything. Well, she'd pay for that, later…

"Bop, bop bop, bop to the top!"

Jasper just looked confused. The book he had previously been reading lay abandoned on his lap. He was clearly unused to this level of extreme hyperactivity.

"Slip and slide, and ride that rhythm!"

Emmett made another semi-graceful circuit of the large room, pink tight-clad legs pirouetting elegantly, and sang, in a trilling, high pitched voice (quite unlike his general, deep bass tones) the lyrics to every song from 'High School Musical.'

"Jump and hop, hop 'til we drop… and start again!"

Rosalie had gathered that his favourite song was 'Bop to the top', or something equally ridiculous.

"Zip zap zop, Pop like a mop!"

She sighed again. She hadn't had to put her husband on the 'naughty step' for sixty years. She had honestly thought that they were past that stage.

"Scoot around the corner! Move it to the groove 'til the music stops…Do the bop bop!"

Apparently not.