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SONG: memory by sugarcult
**A/N: it was pointed out that emmett wouldn't be THIS dumb. i agree, this was kind of for my own personal fun. i just needed to have something that was funny :]
sorry kids, i went out of character unintentionally. my bad. it won't happen again, promise. :D
"Emmett is going to cook?" I asked, disbelieving.
"More like attempt to cook," Jasper amended and chuckled.
There was a loud crash in that moment, making me jump. Alice, Jasper, and Edward laughed.
"This should be fun," I mumbled.
"Oh, it will," Alice promised, giggling. "So while Emmett is burning the house down," she winked at me, "what should we do?"
"Bella?" Edward encouraged.
I shrugged. "I have to call Jake and tell him I'm coming tonight." Edward stiffened at Jacob's name.
"That's… true." he said, handing me his cell phone.
I dialed Jacob's number while Alice, Jasper, and Edward sat patiently and watched.
"Hello?" answered a familiar husky voice.
"Hey, Jake."
"Oh, Bella! What's up?" he asked.
"Nothing really, I just wanted to let you know I can come tonight," I said.
"He's letting you out? That's great, Bells!" he said excitedly. I laughed at his enthusiasm. "Come over soon, okay?"
"Sure, how about…" I looked at Edward. He just shrugged, leaving me to come up with a time, "an hour?" I asked to both of them. Edward nodded.
"Sure! Bye, Bells, see you at the boundary line soon."
"Bye, Jake." I hung up and handed the phone back to Edward.
"Now that that's taken care of," Alice said dramatically. "What should we do?!"
"Don't ask us, Alice. You're the one that can see the future," I noted, Edward chuckled.
"She has a point," Edward said.
"True," Alice giggled, "I see us…" looking into the distance. She looked back at us and smiled. "Playing chess."
We spent the remainder of the time playing chess. Alice versus Edward and Jasper versus me. Watching Edward and Alice play chess was the funniest thing I've ever seen. Alice was able to predict the future to see Edward's decisions changing, while Edward could read Alice's mind to see what moves she was going to make. Jasper and I spent half the time watching them play, but he ultimately beat me eight games to two. Alice and Edward ended up calling it even when neither one of them could gain an advantage over the other. Alice and Edward were in the middle of arguing when Emmett burst through the door wearing a 'Kiss the cook.' apron and a chef's hat.
"Bella, dear! Bon appetite!" he exclaimed, faking a French accent. I was too busy laughing at his appearance to respond. Annoyed, Emmett ran over to me and picked me up before Edward or I could protest, and carried me to the kitchen. He set me down - surprisingly without hurting me - upright in a kitchen chair. Edward was close behind, scowling at his brother.
"Emmett, you could have hurt her!" he yelled.
"Relax, bro. I was careful," Emmett smiled, unaffected.
"I don't care! You can't just do something without thinking about it!" he seethed and turned to me. "Are you okay?" he asked, eyes wide with concern.
"Don't worry, Edward. I'm fine," I said, throwing in a reassuring smile. He calmed down and sat in the chair next to me.
"Where were we?" Emmett muttered to himself, grabbing a platter of food and setting it in front of me. "Ah, enjoy!" he smiled and took a seat on the other side of me, keeping his eyes locked on my reaction.
I looked at the content on the tray warily. There was a huge potato, two pieces of bacon, and a bowl of candy corn.
"Uh, Emmett, where did you get the idea for this meal?" I asked, poking at the random food. What was with this?
"It's my specialty," he beamed, obviously proud of himself. Edward chuckled and looked at me.
"We won't make you eat it, love," he murmured. I thought about not eating it for a second, but quickly threw the idea aside; knowing Emmett would be really upset if I didn't. I looked over at Emmett who was smiling ear to ear. 'Eat' he mouthed to me.
I sighed and took the fork and knife sitting next to the tray. Giving a last glance at Edward, I speared the baked potato. It simply rolled off the tray. Edward laughed and I stared at the potato on the floor.
"Emmett, did you even bake this?!" I asked, looking up at him. He was staring shamefully at the baked potato.
"I was suppose to?" he asked, raising his eyebrows as if he was a four year old and I had told him Santa Clause wasn't real.
"Yes, Emmett, that's why it's called a baked potato," I answered, emphasizing the word 'baked'. Edward chuckled.
Without warning, Emmett got up from the table and ran out of the kitchen door. I looked at Edward, who was doubled over laughing.
"Edward, what just happened?" I asked. It took him a little while to finally catch the breath he didn't need.
"He's ashamed of himself," he said and burst into hysterics again. I could faintly hear Alice and Jasper laughing in the living room and the loud bang of a door being slammed.
"Should I go talk to him?" I asked.
Edward shook his head, "He shouldn't have expected you to eat that. What would you like now?"
"I don't really have an appetite."
"Understood," he said with a smile. I saw him glance at the clock and grimace.
"I'll take that as our cue?"
"Unfortunately," he muttered, getting out of his chair and reaching out his hand for me.
**A/N: action is coming up soon! promise!
funny chapter? eh, eh? haha. i tried.
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