I own nothing
Ring. Ring.
"What?"
"Gosh, Edward, you so are rude."
"Does it look like I care?"
"I can't really see you at the moment."
"Do you think I care?"
"No, not really."
"Good. Do you have a reason for this call, besides driving me to the edge of sanity?"
"There's an edge to sanity?"
"Yes, idiot. You crossed it a long time ago. It's called insanity."
"Actually, I do have a reason."
"Okay, shoot."
"Edward, you being over 100 you probably know good literature when you hear it right?
"Oh dear."
"After all, you were born in the time when most was created."
"Are you calling me old?!"
"Yes, but that's beside the point. I would like to tell you my poem. It's called, 'Ode to The Chicken."
"I'm hanging up now."
"Once, I was a chicken. I was a very happy chicken. And then I got eaten. The end."
"… You know I think I actually liked that."
"Really?"
"Yes. Then I realized it was you and I suddenly hated it."
"I HAVE A FAN!!"
"I especially like the part at the end."
"But, I died then."
"Exactly."
"Wow. Nice to know I'm so loved."
Bella Edward, who's that?
Edward Dog boy.
Bella Jake wrote that awful poetry?
Edward Yep.
Bella Jake is definitely up there with Frost, Shakespeare and Poe.
Edward I know
Seth It should go on the wall of humiliation!
"Seth, is that you?"
Seth No. The author is just putting Seth's name in front of the words in italics to tell you that it s really Embry.
"Embry!! You traitor!!
Seth I really need to teach him sarcasm.
Edward Yeah, you do.
"Wait, so it IS really Seth?"
"Go to hell."
"See you there!"
Hangs up.