Yay! Another chapter! Because I love that you all love me so much!

Remember, I own nothing! Except my own warped mind!!!

I was in the kitchen making dinner for Charlie, amusing myself with a new song when Edward walked in.

"Hey, Bella. How are you doing?"

"Not a llama."

He looked confused.

"Llama? Bella, I didn't say you were a llama."

"Half a llama."

"Bella, I don't understand."

"Half a llama, twice a llama, not a llama, LLAMA LLAMA DUCK!" I screamed at him before bursting into giggles.

"Ooo-kaaayy," Edward said cautiously. Ha, he was probably thinking about taking me to the insane asylum. The loony bin.

"To the loony bin! Off we go! To the loony bin! What a show! Oh! Oh! Ohhh!!!!" I randomly made up a tune.

"Bella? Love, did you drink another Red Bull?"

"Bwa-hahahaha! Drink a red bull! Edward, that's a good one! I'm not a vampire yet. And anyway, everyone knows that bulls are brown! Haha! Like bullcrap... Ew! Toilet inners! No! Save me!"

For some reason, I just couldn't stop making up weird things. It's like my brain stopped functioning properly. I was just as hyper as Alice. Maybe more.

"My sister! Not from wonderland! She's not trapped in wonderland! The hyper pixie! She is brighter! Yeaa!"

My thoughts kept coming out of my mouth.

"Bella? You're scaring me."

Scaring Edward?

"Scaring Edward? I'm scaring Edward? Little old human me? Aw, big scary vampire is scared of a wittle human. Whatcha gonna do, suck my bloooooooood?!" My voice ranged from confusion, to baby talk, to dragging out the 'o' of 'blood' while my eyes widened, trying to look creepy.

I sighed.

"Unharmable vampire. Scared of a human. Poor Edward." I grabbed a confused Edward's hand and dragged him into the living room, pushing him on the couch. When I tried to kiss him to appease his fear, he leaped of the sofa. Obviously my seductiveness didn't work.

Edward walked to the kitchen where I was a minute ago. He spied the cup on the table, the sugar bag from the pantry, and the half-full coffee pot.

"Bella." His voice was simple, yet disappointed and reprimanding.

Before I could catch him, he grabbed the coffee pot, pouring the contents down the drain.

I didn't even have time to protest.

He spun around to face me.

"Bella, please tell me I don't have to destory this. Charlie likes his morning coffee."

"NO! Edward! Don't kill Mr. Coffee!!! Please! He tastes better than Mr. Cleeeeeeeeeeeannnnnnn!!!!!!" (A/N: Mr. Clean, a brand of cleaning solution. Yeah. Don't drink it. And don't drink a cup of Cheer either.)

At this point, my apparent caffeine and sugar high had worn off and I was on the floor, clutching his leg in desperaration to save my beloved brown drink.

He set the pot down, rolled his eyes, and lifted me off the floor.

"Promise me not to go overboard again," he looked me in the eyes.

"I promise." He started to set me down, seeing that I had regained control.

"But," I said.

He peered at me suspiciously.

"But, you have to let me sing the llama song."

"The llama song?" He asked weakly.

"Ohhh!!! Half a llama! Twice a llama! Not a llama! Llama llama duck! I was once a treehouse, I lived in a cake, I ...da da da da... the orange slayed the rake!..."

Charlie came home and I had to stop singing and resume making his dinner. But that didn't mean I wasn't going to torture Edward tonight. Oh, no. Just wait until he heard "It's A Small World."

He shall regret that iPod yet.

lol!

I hope you enjoyed this as much as I did! I was typing responses to my reviews when the llama song got in my head... so I decided to make a chapter about it. But it veered off course very randomly. I didn't even have sugar recently... But some people seem to know that I'm hyper like that. Like Alice. A hyper pixie. Yay!

Hope you get the inside joke in there, obsessed! lol. PLEASE REVIEW!