BEHOLD: THE WORLD OF 3RD PERSON POV'S:
Rosalie glanced at him, about to start yelling again, when she spotted what he was holding.
Jasper's manic grin stretched wide over his face.
"Jasper…are you alright? You're scaring me." She said, looking at the can in his hand with fear and backing away slowly.
Jasper merely nodded, his gaze fixed on the beat and broken white can of who knows what in his hand.
"Jasper, what is that?" Rosalie said, eyeing the object.
"Laughing gas." Jasper said and went into a 'Muahaha-ing' frenzy.
Rosalie gasped. "L-l-laughing gas?"
Jasper nodded and his frenzy increased in volume.
Rosalie's smile grew until it mirrored her brother's. And she soon joined in the laughter.
5 MINUTES LATER…
Jasper's laughter broke off abruptly. Rosalie continued on though. She suddenly realized she was alone in this laughing err, ness and looked over to see her brother looking fearfully at the laughing gas can in his hand.
"What is it Jasper?"
He shook his head and looked up at her, his eyes wide with fear.
"There's a h-h-hole in the can!" he sputtered.
Their gazes flickered simultaneously to the can in his hand. And sure enough, a faint whistle could be heard emitting from the laughing gas filled can.
"Uh oh." Rosalie said simply before Jasper dropped the can and it exploded.
UPSTAIRS: WITH OUR DARING RESCUER-PEOPLE…
"Did you hear that?" Edward asked, looking over at Alice.
Alice stood up in one swift movement. "Yes." She looked fearfully in the direction that they had come from. "Do you think that was Jasper?"
Edward and Alice shared a look.
"Let's go." He said and picked up Bella out of the high chair. She continued to struggle against him, hitting him upside the head over and over and chastising him about stealing her 'yummy spoon'.
But Edward ignored her. He sent a last look at the still figure of Emmett on the ground.
"Do you think we should pick him up?" he asked Alice.
Alice, who had just recently come out of her weirdo reverie, and started acting normal shook her head, "Nah."
Unfortunately for them Emmett hopped up gracefully and smiled at them happily. "Hey Edward, where's Rosalie?" he asked.
"I don't know. But I have a feeling that she's with Jasper…" Edward trailed off, looking horror-struck. "You know what happened the last time they were together?"
The three Cullens had similar wide-eyed looks on their faces. "P-p-plotting!" Emmett stuttered.
He pulled the sticky Bella-saliva-covered spoon off his white robe and handed it to Bella who immediately stopped screaming and stuck it in her mouth.
"Nuffmyg!" she cooed around the wooden spoon.
Edward suddenly took off running in the direction they had left. Alice and Emmett were close at his heels.
BACK IN THE TRAPDOORS:
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHEH- AND REMEMBER THAT TIME WHEN-AHAHAHAHAHA- EDWARD WAS FORCED INTO THE-HEHEHEHEHEH PAIR OF FISHNEHAHAHAHATS!?!?!" Rosalie fell onto the mattress, raising a cloud of dust into the air, and clutched at her sides.
"YAHAHAHA A-A-ND HAHAH THE T-T-TAHAHAHA-IME E-EMMETTAHAHAHA FELL OUT OF THAT T-T-TREE-HAHAHAHA." Jasper countered, leaning against the wall.
"BWAHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEOHOHOHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHOHO. OH OH OH HAHAHAHAH HAHAHAH J-JASPER I C-C-CAHAHAHAHAHA-ANT STOP L-L-LAUGHING! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!" Rosalie rolled around on the fluffy mattress, laughing until she couldn't breathe-although she didn't need to.
Jasper was in a similar position. He slid down the wall, holding onto his chest with both hands as if his long-dormant heart were about to fall out.
They continued to laugh endlessly; the can of laughing-gas having rolled miles out of their reach.
Rosalie fell off the mattress and rolled around and around the cold basement floor. Jasper fell over sideways, his legs kicking in the air as he banged his fists on the ground, laughing.
"MEEEEEEHOOOO MEEEEEEHOOOOOOOOOOHAHAHAHAHA!" Jasper attempted to breathe, to calm down this flow of laughing gas to his lungs.
WHERE WE LAST LEFT OUR HEROIC SEARCHERS…:
"Alice, Emmett, do you hear that?" Edward said, speeding in the direction of the yelps of mirth.
"Yes, but where is it coming from?!" Alice asked nervously. Her head swiveled in all directions as she tried to target the origin of the sound. "I can't seem to find it. It's like its coming from b-AAAAAAAAARRRGGHHHHHH!"
Emmett and Edward spun around –the latter with Bella on his back- and saw a flash of spiky black hair disappearing through the floor, before the square of wood fell back into place.
BACK TO THE TRAPDOORS –panting-:
THUD!
Alice fell right into the waiting arms of her husband.
Jasper looked at her beautiful face- and burst out laughing.
"What?! What's so fu-fu-fuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhahahahahahahunny?!" Alice made the mistake of breathing in the air, which was filled with laughing gas.
Thick white clouds of it covered the already dark air, blocking their view, even with their vamp vision.
"AH-AH-AHAHAHAHAHA-LICE!" Jasper cried, his laughs growing more painful.
"Ja-haha-haha-haha-sper! Wh-ahaha-ere is Ro-ro-rosalie-hehehehe!?" Alice laughed back.
But before he could laugh, err, answer her, they were interrupted by a commanding voice from above.
"GRAB THE ROPE!" the voice said. "IT SHALL GUIDE YOU!"
"G-g-gohahahahahahaha-d? Is th-ahahahahaha-at God?" Rosalie laughed from somewhere in the distance.
"GRAB THE ROPE!" the voice spoke more urgently. "I COMMAND THEE."
Alice, who had only just yet breathed in the laughing gas, tugged on Jasper and dragged him to where the light was flowing from.
Above their heads she could see a dark silhouette framed against the bright light from the open trapdoor.
Alice wrapped an arm around Jasper's waist and grabbed the rope with her vice-like grip.
She tugged on it, and it pulled her and her husband up to safety; still giggling madly.
The reached the fresh air and fell upon the hardwood floor with yells of happiness…and laughter. They writhed and twitched on the ground, clutching their sides and laughing merrily until the affects wore off.
…30 seconds later…
"What happened Alice?" Edward asked, as his sister lay on the floor panting.
"There was an open…can of…laughing gas."
"And where did this can come from?" Edward asked, his voice hard.
They both shot a glance at Jasper, who looked back at them innocently, also panting.
Emmett chuckled, breaking the uh, showdown thing. "You should've heard you guys 'Was that God?!'" he chuckled again.
Jasper glared at him, "That was Rosalie." He said simply. But it was enough.
"WHAT!?!?! ROSE IS DOWN THERE? SHE'LL KILL ME!" And with that, he jumped into the hole.
"DON'T BREATHE!" Alice yelled in after him.
A few minutes later, the rope moved and Edward grabbed it, pulling Emmett back up.
Rosalie was draped across his back, she was hitting it with her fists and laughing hysterically.
"EM-EM-EMMETT HAHAHAHA REME-HEHEHEHE-MBER WHEN I DRESSED YOU UP HEHEHEHEHE IN THAT DR-" Emmett slapped a hand over her mouth and smiled at them all embarrasedly.
"Ignore her. She's not right in the head." He said and rolled his eyes nervously before placing Rosalie on the ground where she clutched at her sides and rolled around laughing and making random comments now and then.
They stared at her for awhile and finally her maniac laughter turned into short gasps. Soon enough, she was panting with the rest of them.
She stood up, and in pure Rosalie style, cocked her head at them like they were the ones just rolling around on the floor laughing like there was no tomorrow for about 10 minutes straight. "WHAT CHOOO LOOKIN' AT FOO?!?!"
Rosalie put on her crossed her arms and put on her 'gangsta pose' and then walked gracefully up the stairs where she slammed the door to her room with a loud bang.
Before the door closed they could've sworn they heard an evil 'HEHEHEHEHEHEHE!'.
The Daring Searchers and The Brave Survivors gave each other a long look in which they conveyed that Rosalie was losing her marbles, and everyone was okay.
And THAT is the end of the story.
Well, at least the one about jello….BWAHAHAHAHA!
THE END.
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