Pairing: Embry w/ Bella and Quil
Rating: T
Genre: Humor… I hope?
Word Count: 100
Prompt: "I would love to have an army of robot attack pigeons."
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Papa Palpatine
"What the hell is an Aluminum Falcon?"
In the kitchen, Embry gritted his teeth.
He fucking prayed for YouTube to crash. One miracle, that's it, because Quil-and-Bella Robot Chicken voiceover was not mentioned when Jake tasked them with babysitting duty.
"You must smell like feet wrapped in leathery, burnt bacon!"
Embry's silent lamenting disappeared amid hysteric giggles.
"Now get your seven-foot-two asthmatic ass back here…"
"... or I'm gonna tell everyone what a whiny bitch you were about Padamame or Panda Bear or whatever the hell her name is…"
"Oh, geez, he's crying…"
Embry groaned.
Papa Palpatine wasn't fucking far off.
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A/N: So I turned robot attack pigeons into Robot Chicken ... and Star Wars. If anyone is interested in watching Bella and Quil's video, search "The Emperor's Phone Call Star Wars" on YouTube. :D