Chapter 12 – Rosalie's Choice or Beware, Bella, Beware

Jasper sighed heavily, "Must you always cause us to end up running away from rides, Emmet? We were supposed to have a normal park experience."

"You're not fit to be a partner in crime," Emmet mumbled. At the other's curious glances he added, "Who said we were supposed to have a normal park experience. That would be absolutely preposterous. Besides, the park advertisement says 'Never have a normal day"."

"We never do anyway." Bella said.

Emmet, thoroughly tired of where this conversation was going for him, made a grab for the straws that Edward now held loosely in his hand. Good thing Edward had Vampire reflexes and managed to pull them away in time.

"Were did you get all the rubber bands any way, Emmet?" Alice asked.

Emmet swiped for the straws again before answering the question, "Well, every morning, it's my job to get the paper. I take the rubber band from there. I've been saving up for a long time." He finished proudly.

Jasper was not impressed. "Carlisle will not be happy when he finds out that's why all his newspapers are all over the place when he gets them."

"Enough!" Edward commanded, causing everyone to look toward him, where Emmet was trying to sneak behind Edward to grab the straws.

"Let's just draw." Rosalie suggested.

Emmet nodded vigorously, muttering under his breath, "Hehehe, 'tis my turn now for sure, hehehe."

Edward's eyebrows rose, but he held out the straws.

Emmet made a lunge toward one, but Edward's hand halted him.

"Have you noticed," Asked Edward, "That you are always the one to pick first?"

"Um… No?" Emmet asked as innocently as he could muster. No one bought it.

"Bella, why don't you go first," Alice suggested.

Bella shrugged and reached for one and began to pull it out.

"I was going to pick that-" Emmet started to protest, but as Bella's turned out to be long, he amended quickly, "other one."

The others stared blankly at him.

Rosalie chose next and picked a short straw. A grin spread across her face.

"Well, this'll be interesting to see what she'll pick now that cars are out of the way." Jasper said.

Emmet looked decidedly nervous as he said, "I wouldn't bet on that."

Alice's eyes widened as she said, "I definitely wouldn't bet on that."

In Line for Rosalie's Choice

"Oh, I forgot about Go-Carts." Jasper said conversationally.

"I wish Rosalie had," Bella mumbled.

"Could be worse," Alice reassured her. "Don't worry, you won't be hurt. I think."

"Be HURT? How is there even a chance I'll be hurt? What's going to happen, Alice? PLEASE tell. Please, please, please! Alice?" Bella pleaded.

Alice shook her head, "I wouldn't want to spoil the surprise."

Then, the conductor ordered, "Next eight people please step up."

The Cullens and Bella stepped up, hoping that the other two riders would not be hurt in whatever might happen. They didn't worry too much though, because Alice was smiling happily, and she was not one to smile on innocent bystander injuries.

Bella was about to get into the closest car when Rosalie jumped in it ahead if her with a snarl.

Oops. Bella's bad. It was a red car.

Edward was instantly there and snarled back, but to him, Rosalie just rolled her eyes.

Bella didn't really care what color of car she had, so she went to the next car, a cheery yellow one with flowers spray painted on it.

Edward, who was too busy glaring daggers at Rosalie to notice the car color, hopped gracefully into a pink car.

After Alice got into a blue car with a pattern similar to Bella's and Emmet and Jasper got into their cars, they were set.

They pushed on the gas and were off!

Some faster than others.

Some slower than others.

Bella for one. A strange lady for another. Everyone else was far ahead. Something about the lady reminded Bella of someone, but as much as she tried, she couldn't come up with whom. By the time she would remember, it would be too late… but we'll get to that later.

As Bella went at her slow comfortable pace, Rosalie was going around at breakneck speed, passing Bella dangerously close each time she went round. In fact, after a few time around, she made a game of how close she could get to Bella's car. She also made it a contest, though she could only get Emmet to participate.

Rosalie, of course, was winning, for she cared less if she actually happened to bump Bella's car.

And then she did bump Bella's car.

Bella let out a squeak and Edward drove over.

"Are you ok?" He asked.

Bella nodded and smiled, so Edward drove to Rosalie.

"How dare you!" He yelled at her. "You could kill her!"

"So could you," Rosalie suggested lazily as she stopped the car temporarily, "And she'd be perfectly happy because of it."

Edward, clearly angry now, opened his mouth to speak, but Rosalie interrupted.

"Don't speak, drive. A race. Loser buys the winner a soda!" She started her car again.

"But we don't drink soda!" Edward called after her.

"Whatever, Eddie!" Rosalie called over her shoulder.

With a strangled cry, Edward pursued her.

While Rosalie was racing Edward, she failed to notice that Emmet had stopped playing the game.

Why? Because Emmet found out whom the other rider was. It happened like so:

Emmet was closing in on Bella. He knew he could beat Rosalie this time… carefully… closer... closer… URGH! BUG IN FACE! BUG IN FACE!

Emmet used his sleeve to wipe it off, unknowingly wiping off some of the make-up also. He'd missed his chance to beat Rosalie this round. Darn.

Next round maybe. But it wasn't to be. Emmet heard a gasp to his right.

He turned, and saw none other than that very freaky stalker kid. This was getting out of hand.

"Ahh! What is wrong with you kid?" He yelled, but the kid paid no heed, for the kid was shouting, "Ahhh! It's TKWWGTBTG!"

"The who?" Emmet asked, intrigued.

The kid calmly explained, "TKWWGTBTG. The Kid Who Was Going To Bite The Girl."

"Oh. Wow. Good job remembering that, kid," Emmet said just as calmly.

"Why thank you." The kid said.

"Just remember, kid, I am not a kid." Emmet said.

The kid cocked their head. "Good point, but it's too late to change it." The kid blinked, then continued, "MOMMY, MOMMY, IT'S THAT BAD KID!"

"Why you little…!" Emmet said and started chasing the kid in his go-cart.

With a yelp, the kid fled.

After a few laps of pursuit, with Emmet steadily gaining, The Kid parked in a corner, as if in surrender.

Emmet barreled toward the kid, trying to put on the brakes.

The go-cart was old and the brakes not as sharp as they should be. Emmet careened toward the kid's car and at the last second, the kid drove out of the way and snickered as Emmet crashed into the wall.

"ARGH!" Emmet yelled. He had slowed it down enough that the car was not totaled, but it had a sizable dent none the less.

The kid promptly drove to the conductor, where Emmet spied the kid conversing momentarily with him.

Then the conductor looked at Emmet and his eyes widened.

"OH MY! IT IS HIM!" The conductor started towards him.

"LET'S GO PEOPLE!" Emmet shouted.

Alice and Bella looked up from a conversation they were having. They both seemed to know what happened and followed Emmet in dashing off the track.

Rosalie and Edward's hung their heads disappointedly at not being able to finish the race before dashing off after them, Rosalie mouthing at Edward, "this isn't over."

Author's Note:GIGGLE: That was so fun writing! Hope you enjoyed reading:D