1Chapter 9 : Epilogue
Disclaimer: This is the last time I'll ever have to write one of these for this story. I don't own Twilight. Stephenie Meyer does. I don't own Mastercard either. I don't know who does, but they're probably rich.
(BellaPOV)
About two weeks later...
Alice, Jasper, Edward, and I were currently sitting in the Cullen's living room, just talking.
Suddenly, Emmett came bounding in, dragging an irritated-looking Rosalie behind him.
"What's going on Emmett?" Edward asked suspiciously. "Why are you blocking your thoughts from me?"
"Be patient for two minutes, Edward," Emmett replied, annoyed.
"Actually, thirty-seven seconds," Alice spoke up.
"Well, then turn on the t.v.!" Emmett said, eagerly bouncing in the seat he now sat in, with Rosalie seated on his lap.
The television was turned on and soon a MasterCard commercial came on.
There was a girl in her teens making a trail of tomato juice to the women's restroom at a Walmart store.
The MasterCard voice came on and said, "Tomato juice: $2.65."
It then showed a boy hiding condom's in an elderly lady's cart.
The voice returned: "20 boxes of condoms: $26.99."
The next scene was of a Walmart employee running out of the store with his pants falling down.
The voice returned for the last time. "Annoying the pants off of Walmart employees: priceless. There are some things in life money can't buy, but for everything else, there's MasterCard."
***END STORY!***
A/N: So, that's it. No more. Sad, I know. The funny thing is, I've had the idea for this last part since, like, chapter two. Haha. This story has been a pain, but I have to admit I'll miss it. It's my first fanfiction, so, it's like my baby. If you just have this story on alert or if you don't, you should add me to your author's alert, so you know when I write a new story! I have lots of ideas. Anyway, I really hope you enjoyed this story. Thanks for coming along for the ride with me. ~twilighters-anonymous.