AN: Oh, don't hate me. I'm an awful little liar aren't I? Promising you all a new chapter then not delivering? What you must think! I'll try to make this one as funny as possible, but then again, it is Rosalie and Emmett, shouldn't be too hard.

Mr. Newton's PoV

I sat behind my desk rubbing my temples. There were so many people, and I hadn't enjoyed giving that speech one bit. Reminded me of Speech Class back in high school. Hell would have been the only way to describe it.

"Oh come on Rosie, this will be fun and exciting!" I heard a big booming voice say. Then I watched Emmett, the biggest of the Cullen kids, walk into my office and sit down like he owned the place. Not that I was going to tell him off, because guys who are built like me, do not argue with guys who are built like that. It was only when he picked up my Rubix cube, that I gave raised my eyebrow. From what I had heard from Mike, Emmett may have been the brawns of his family, but he definitely wasn't a brain.

"Yeah, fun my foot." I looked away from Emmett and saw Rosalie Hale, well, as far as I knew her and Emmett had already got hitched, the lucky bastard, and had spent some time touring Europe. She was by far the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. All that blonde hair, and her eyes, they were shining like two little pots of honey. At that point in time there was nothing more that I wanted to do then run my hands through her hair and -

"Yo, Doc, you want to stop staring at my wife's goodies long enough to close your mouth?"

I was broken from my trance, and noticed the two of them staring at me like I was a leper. I had obviously forgotten myself, and to think, staring at a girl who is barely twenty! My own son's age. I was a creep to think that way of someone half my own age, "Well, erm, lets get started. Now, as far as I know you two have been married for almost a year? How are things going? Anything that you want to talk about, work on, tell the other person?"

"Actually, Mr. Newton," Rosalie said lifting up her incredibly long legs and crossing them. I had no idea why she was wearing such ridiculous clothing, but I wasn't going to protest, she looked amazing. "My husband and I have the perfect marriage.-

*Cough*

She shot a look at her husband, "and unless you have any-

*Cough*

"-and unless you have any questions for us, I think this conversation is-

*Cough*

"Emmett! Would you knock it off?"

"Well, it seems that Mr. Cullen here has a different opinion on how this marriage is going," I said, practically in disbelief. God knows if I was married to woman who looked like that, I would happily sit back and agree with whatever she said.

"Yes, Rosalie, it seems that I have a different opinion on how this marriage is going," Emmett said sarcastically. I noticed he was having a hard time with the Rubix cube in his hand, and had I been a braver man, I might have told him to be a bit gentler with the toy.

"Oh Emmett, just drop it. We both know that you're just trying to make a scene," she said through her teeth.

"No I am not!" he said, spinning the top layer of the cube with a bit more force.

"You might want to take it easy on that-

"Hold on!" Emmett said, pointing a finger at me. "Just listen to what I have to say for a minute. I want someone to actually listen to me for once, without staring at my wife the whole time I'm talking. She is always getting the attention, while I am deemed the goof in the relationship."

Ah, so it comes out. The guy is jealous of his wife's attention. "So… what do you suggest?"

"Honestly, I think she should dress a bit more-

"See? All he ever thinks about is sex!" Rosalie said, rolling her eyes.

"That's not what I was going to say, Rose. "

"So, you think Rosalie here dresses to sexy?" I asked, bewildered.

"Excuse me!?" Rosalie said, her eyes narrowing at me.

"What on earth are you talking about?" Emmett asked- staring at me. I actually thought I heard an animal growl come out of the guys throat, but that's impossible. People do not growl. They yell.

"I- I only meant to…"

"Well you better stop. Now." Emmett said, he was glaring at me now.

"I apologize." Oh my god. I was going to die. Goodbye cruel world…

We sat there, in an awkward silence for a moment, before I noticed Emmett grinning. I felt a shiver run down my back.

"You're right."

"What?"

"WHAT!"

Rosalie and I were both staring at him with large eyes. Although, the girl was looking at him like she planned on tearing him limb from limb right here in my office.

"Emmett McCarty Cullen, you had best explain yourself right now!" Rosalie screamed at the top of her lungs.

"And you're bossy too." Emmett said. It seemed as if he was purposefully trying to get a rise out of her. I recognized the game. I had played it once with Mrs. Newton. I purposefully got her angry, and she told me to go sleep at the store. It was the best night of sleep I had in a long time. Maybe once this whole camp thing was over….

"Yeah, well all you want is sex," she shot back at him. It looked like these two were sparring with comebacks, and I had a feeling I would be playing referee.

"And you think you're the best thing since sliced bread!"

"I am the best thing since sliced bread!" she yelled.

"Oh- and she's conceited too!" He yelled at me, pointing at her.

"And you all you do is make jokes. He thinks he's a comedian!" Now, she was yelling at me too.

"I know I'm a comedian. Bella always laughs at me!" he said in a sort of triumphant way.

This time I would have sworn she growled. "Don't you dare bring her up! I swear, I will make sure you never, ever again, laugh."

"Try it." He was daring her. Oh, my god how far could this go?

"Perhaps, we should sit back down…" I said. At once, they both looked at me, and I knew to shut up and sit down, or I would be next.

"Oh, I'm Emmett" Rosalie said, puffing up her chest and walking around like a body builder. "Ha ha ha, I'm so funny. Oh- what? No, I am a sex machine… Bam! Bam! Bam!"

My jaw dropped.

"And I'm Rosalie," Emmett joined in, raising his voice as best as he could to meet her pitch. He also puffed his chest out, to signify her… hers. "Oh, yes, I know I'm beautiful. What? No, I think I'm better than everyone. I'm the reason the sun comes up in the morning and the moon comes up at night. If I weren't alive, the world would surely be over."

"You're an idiotic imbecile. You know that right?" She screamed. "I should have bitten someone with half a brain!"

Bitten? What was that supposed to mean?

He looked like he'd been slapped. Whatever it meant, it was definitely a blow to his pride.

"You brazen hussy!" he yelled. He threw down the Rubix cube so hard, I watched it break apart and little colored squares went flying everywhere.

Then, the two of them just stood there, staring at each other. The silence reminded me of a calm just before the storm. I wasn't sure how much more of this I could take, or how far they would go.

Then- before I knew what was happening, Emmett walked over to her and kissed her. They began grasping at each other like they were each starving and the other was food. So much passion…. Then Emmett pushed Rosalie up against the wall of my office.

"Ahem…"

They both looked up, as if surprised to see me standing there.

"Well, I think our hour is just about over…" I said nervously.

"Thanks Doc, I think I can handle everything from here," Emmett said grinning at the girl.

"Oh I bet you can my Emmy Bear…" Rosalie seemed to purr.

They left me in my office standing there. I was too shocked for words. How on earth had they managed to pull that one off? Going from screaming at each other, to … being all over each other. Shaking my head slowly, trying to understand, I walked around picking up the pieces of my Rubix Cube. When I made it to the front of my desk, where Emmett had throw the thing, I saw a piece of it wedged into the wooden floor. I couldn't believe it. I bent down on my hands and knees to investigate more. The floor was pushed lower, and it seemed to be from the force of impact of the cube. I grabbed the piece in my hand and attempted to pull it out. The thing wouldn't even budge.

How strong was that Emmett guy? Last week a ten pound weight had fallen from my desk and didn't even make a dent in the floor, but this guy could stick a piece of plastic through it? A vision of superman played its way into my mind. Or maybe… a radioactive spider bit him?

"I should have bitten someone with half a brain!"

Or maybe, a radioactive girlfriend?

AN2: Thanks for reading everyone. I hope you enjoyed this chapter as much as i enjoyed writing it. Please remember to review, it lets me know how well I'm doing and what you think. I wonder how things will progress with Mr. Newton's ideas on Emmett's strength and Rosalie's comment. :) You'll just have to see next chapter. If you have any ideas or suggestions let me know.