AN: YAY! The fortieth chapter! Thanks for all of the views, reviews, favorites, and alerts that inspired me to get this far!
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Jasper POV
"I said," Emmett repeated slowly, "that I'm married to a door."
Well this was weirder than the one time a cow stole my gun during the Civil War. Yeah, that animal killed three innocent people. That was the last time I ever left my gun out while going to the bathroom in a random cornfield. "Yeah, but why? Aren't you already married to Rosalie?"
Emmett stared at me for a moment, but then he collapsed to the ground, his hands on either side of his head. "NOOOOOO! I'm a floozie!"
"Anyway," I mumbled, turning to Mike. "So, are you here to stay?"
Mike nodded. "Yeah. I am the cameraman after all."
"Thought so," I said.
"So what's the Volturi?" Kid asked, his eyes wide with curiosity.
"YOU TOLD HIM ABOUT THE VOLTURI?" Esme, Carlisle, Emmett—who was still on the floor—and Mike—WAIT MIKE?—all shrieked.
"Mike, how do you know about the Volturi?" I asked incredulously, my eyebrow raising in question.
"It's a long story," Mike said, "but it came with being the cameraman."
I stared at him with a "uh…yeah…okay, but still WHAT THE HECK!' face.
My thoughts were interrupted by Carlisle asking, "Hey, we were on Kid knowing about the Volturi. Explain."
I laughed nervously. "Well…funny story…"