Chapter 21
Blondie vs. Stupid Mutt

AN: OH MY CULLEN/HALE/WHITLOCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I GOT TO 200 REVIEWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMG SERIOSULY FREAKING OUT!!!!!!!! THANK YOU GUYS SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! Haha I just downloaded Barbie Girl onto my IPOD. Man, I love this song.

I'm going to be switching POV's quite a bit in this chapter, but it'll make sense.

The first is Nessie so remember how she relates to everyone; that means Grandma and Grandpa are Esme and Carlisle. I'm assuming that Emmett and Alice are her godparents since they are closest to Edward and Bella.

Don't own Twilight or Wii or Mario Cart

Renesmee POV

"Can anybody tell me why Carlisle was just called to check on a patient by the name of Amsden at the Marriot Hotel? He seems to be suffering from over-shock and fright." Grandma said harshly, glaring directly at Emmett. Wow, I didn't know that you could scare someone by singing Barbie Girl. But it was Emmett, so that might explain some of it.

"Well," Jake started to say, but Rosalie slapped him across the back of the head.

"Rose!" Mom and I yelled at the same time. Grandma was just shaking her head at Emmett.

"Who had a part in this?" She asked. I looked at Mom and Dad; they were looking at me. I walked over to Mom and put my hand on her arm. I asked her if I could 'tell' Grandma the situation. I mean, Mom, Dad, Jake, or me had nothing to do with it. Mom and Dad both nodded; Dad having heard my thoughts.

I walked up to Grandma and put my hand against her cheek. She saw my thoughts, and then shook her head at Emmett, Jasper, and Rosalie.

"Thank you, sweetie." She said. I walked back over to Mom, Dad, and Jake. "Well, it seems that everyone except for Jake had a part in this."

"What?!" Dad, Mom, and I said at the same time. I had nothing to do with it and neither did Daddy nor Mommy. Then I remembered I had rang Amsden's doorbell the first time.

"Nessie, it was your idea to choose Amsden. Now he could be hospitalized. You also rang the doorbell. Bella volunteered the game. Edward, you heard what Jessica and Mike were thinking and what they were doing. You could have been the responsible one and told everyone to drive away." Oh no, she didn't. "Jacob was dragged here, literally, but he was still involved."

"Esme, Nessie didn't do anything wrong." Dad said. Mom and he were always trying to protect me. Emmett, who was also my godfather, was taking small steps backwards towards the door. He was trying to make his escape. It was so not going to work.

"Emmett McCarty Cullen, don't you move another muscle." Grandma warned. She turned back to Daddy. "Edward, please." Dad knew he wasn't going to win; he grimaced and put his arm around Mom's waist. She leaned against his side. I had to admit my parents were very cute together; sometimes they went overboard, but they usually kept it in control in front of me.

"Now, time for your punishment." Oh boy. "You each have to spend the rest of the day in a room with someone besides your partner."

"Esmeeee" Emmett whined, stomping his feet. Haha, I just realized he still had no shirt on. She silenced him with a look.

"Edward and Alice will go to Alice and Jasper's room."

"MAKEOVER TIME!" Alice yelled. "NO!" Dad cried.

"Bella and Emmett will go to the cottage."

"Oh, dear Lord." Mom said. I hoped the cottage was in one piece when this was all over.

"Jasper and Nessie will go to the basement." That wasn't bad; the basement had computers and games.

"NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Rosalie SCREAMED.

"And Jacob and Rosalie will go to Rosalie's and Emmett's room."

"PLEASE ESME! IF YOU ACTUALLY LOVE ME YOU WILL NOT PUT ME THROUGH THAT AWFUL TORTURE!" Rosalie hardly shook Grandma's shoulders.

"C'mon Blondie, you don't wanna spend time with me?" Jake asked.

"SHUT UP, YOU FILTHY MUTT!" Wow, I'm surprised the windows haven't shattered yet. Grandma loosened Rose's grip, and pushed her back.

"Everyone to your rooms. I'll come and get you when you can come out. If anybody leaves, everyone will have to endure another punishment."

"How soon will we get out of hell?" Rosalie asked through her grinding teeth.

"I need to talk to Carlisle first. He may be working late, though. Go." Grandma said, running up to her and Grandpa's room. The puppies ran back to their home. Everyone stalked off to their assigned rooms. I met Jazz downstairs.

"Hey, Jazz." I plopped down on the couch in front of the TV. He sat in the recliner to the right.

"Hey, Ness. Wanna play?" He asked, holding up a Wii Mario Cart Wheel.

"Of course!" He tossed me the wheel and I caught it just before it hit me. One of the many reasons I loved my uncle; he wasn't afraid to scare me or throw stuff at me like Mommy and Daddy. They would get up and hand the controller to me. Overprotective, but I loved them.

By the end of six games, we were tied. Three me, three him.

"Play again?" He asked me. I nodded and the races began.

Edward POV

I had no idea why Esme would feel the need to punish us like this. I seriously must have the worst; Alice had just strapped me to a chair. I was at her desk, when she suddenly came up behind me and strapped me down. I had no idea what she used, but I was unable to break free.

Edward, Edward, Edward. She thought, what shall we do with you today?

"Alice, please don't torture me. I'm being punished for no reason at all."

"I didn't do anything either! I mean isn't the fact that the malls were closed torture enough?" Of course it would be like Alice to be thinking about malls.

"What are you going to do to me, Alice?" I had seen and experienced some of her worst ideas.

"I need to borrow your hair." She told me, stepping closer to me.

"What?! Nooooo way! You are not touching my hair." As I said that, I heard Nessie, Jasper, and Esme laugh from the bottom floors.

"I'm not going to cut it off! I need it so I can plan Angela's party. She has the same hair color as you so I need to work out complementary colors." She rolled her eyes.

"Why did you strap me down then?!"

"It's fun!" She said with a smile. "So are you going to help me or do I have to keep you tied up?"

"Fine, but only if you untie me!" I begged. This was getting really uncomfortable. She untied me and let me do whatever I wanted. She gave me her computer to play with. Every once in a while she would come over and hold a swatch of fabric next to my head. And when I say every once in a while, I mean every other minute.

After five hours, I was insanely bored. And I missed Bells.

Bella POV

I missed Edward.

Our punishment had just started. I got to the cottage before Emmett, but as soon as he got here, I'm sure the fun would begin.

"BELLA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He screamed from behind me. I jumped and turned around to face him. He grabbed me into one of his bone-crushing hugs.

"Er…hi." He had just seen me like five seconds ago. He put me down and I looked back at him. He was still shirtless. I started laughing.

"What?" He tilted his head to the side for no reason in particular.

"You have no shirt on." I told him, pointing at his bare chest. He shrugged.

"So what do you want to do, little sis?" He asked me. I had to be careful how I framed my words; Emmett would twist anything I said.

He ran into our little kitchen. Esme had built it for my first vampire birthday. Nessie ate some human foods, so we had a kitchen for her. Her favorite is spaghetti and red sauce. We always had some in the cupboards. We also had candy. Nessie loved candy, especially chocolate. It grossed Edward out, but I was still able to remember the taste of human food, so I didn't mind it so much. I followed Emmett into the kitchen.

"Emmett, what are you doing?" I asked him. He was searching through the cupboards.

"Looking for candy. I want to know if vampires can go on sugar highs." Was he serious?

"Emmett, think about it for a minute," I said slapping my hand over the cupboard he was just about to open. That one was where the candy was. He pulled his hand out, sulked, and then hopped onto the counter. "What happens when a vampire eats food?"

"We throw up." He said matter-of-factly.

"Yes, and why is that?"

"Because we can't digest it." He still hadn't caught onto where I was taking him, but he was making sense to say the least.

"Right, and for sugar to make someone hyper, it needs to be digested." Comprehension flickered across his face.

"Oooooooooooooooooooooh. What are we going to do then?"

"Emmett, you can do whatever you want. Just don't do anything stupid or break anything. Please." I rolled my eyes and walked out of the kitchen.

About five hours later I heard a crash.

"Oops." Emmett said from another room.

Rosalie POV

Why? Why is all I ask. I haven't done anything wrong. I hunted when I was supposed to. I went to school every day. I got straight A's. I never got in trouble. Esme just decided that I needed to be punished for no reason what so ever.

She was forcing me to spend time with it.

I ran up to my room like lightening. The mutt was so freaking slow, so I had time. I ran into my room and slammed the door behind me. I locked it and shoved a steel chair under the doorknob. I heard the mutt walking up the stairs, and down the hall. He twisted the doorknob; the door wouldn't budge. He shoved the door, trying to pry the door open. Man, I loved playing with his little brain.

"Esme," He called. Haha, my plan was working perfectly. I ran over to the door and silently removed the chair and unlocked the door.

"What is it, Jacob?" Esme asked.

"I think Rosalie locked the door. It won't open."

"Let me try." Esme said. I heard her put her hand on the doorknob and twist. The door flew open.

"What..but…how?" He stuttered. He actually believed he was losing his mind. Perfect. Esme patted him on the back and left.

"Hey Rosalie!" Mr. Mutt said. I rolled my eyes.

"Ok, listen," I told him. "These are the rules. Don't do anything stupid. Don't talk to me. Don't go into my closet. Don't open any cupboards or bureaus. Don't go on any of the computers or touch any of the video games." Those were Emmett's and he would not take it lightly if they broke. "Don't, under any circumstances, touch my makeup. I know you like using makeup, but mine is mine. Leave me alone." That was my number one rule.

"So what am I allowed to do?" He asked.

"Sit." I said. He started walking over to a chair; I cleared my throat. He looked up at me. I shook my head and pointed to the floor. He rolled his eyes but sat cross-legged on the floor.

I grabbed my laptop and lay stomach-down on Emmett and mine's bed. I started the computer, and saw that Bella had logged onto IM.

(Bold is Rosalie, Italic is Bella/Emmett)

Hey Bells.

Hey Rose.

My husband acting normally?

Well, he just broke our front window. Wow, Em. Nicee.

Oh my God. Seriously?

Yup. Wanna talk to him?

Yeah, put him on.

ROSE!!

Emmett, why did you break their window?

I didn't mean to! I was walking around their cottage, trying to see if there were any secrets hidden here. I was checking under each window frame. I pulled the frame up and the next thing I knew, it was in pieces.

Why were you checking under the window frames?

I saw this show that said people sometimes hid winning lottery tickets under them. I wanted to find one so you could buy that car you have wanted.

Emmett, I like that car, but if I really wanted it, I could have bought it already. I decided not to because I love my M3. He really was the best husband anyone could ask for.

I get it. OK. Sorry, babe.

It's OK. Go fix Bella and Edward's window. I love you.

I love you too.

Bella Swan logged off.

"Oh, boy." I said, shaking my head. I looked up to find the mutt staring at me. I reached behind me and picked up my clock. I threw it at his head with all my might. It smashed against his head and ricochet off his shoulder. The glass front broke into pieces, tangling in his hair and cutting his shoulder. I burst out laughing.

"Ow, Rosalie, that really hurt." He whined, pulling pieces out of his shoulder.

"Don't get any blood on my room!" I yelled. He had to use his shirt to stop all the blood from pouring out. His white shirt was now red on his shoulder and left side.

"Blondie, you are going to pay for this!" Yeah, sure I will.

"It's all your fault that we are stuck here!" I yelled back.

"How is it my fault?!"

"If you had stayed home with the other mutts, you wouldn't have to be here! Nessie has vampire skin, strength, and speed. You don't need to protect her every single second of the day!"

"I imprinted on her! It is my instinct to do just that!"

"Your instincts suck!"

"Blondie, shut up!"

"No, you little mutt, listen to me." I was wearing heels and standing on my bed, so I was towering over him. "I don't care that you imprinted on Nessie. I care that you are acting like a stalker! Her life is complicated enough as it is! She doesn't need a stalker! I love her, but you are going to cause her problems later in her life!"

"I'm not a stalker!" He screamed. "What do you mean by complicated enough?"

"Oh, I don't know, maybe these facts: she is half- vampire! She grew up in a house full of vampires! She had a stupid mutt fall in love with her when she was five minutes old! Her grandma and grandfather are in their twenties! Her mother is 18 and her father is 17! She can tell people what she is thinking by touching them! And to top it all off, her boyfriend used to be in love with her mother!"

"Wh…what?" Nessie asked.

I turned to see my whole family staring directly at me.

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