DISCLAIMER: let's try something different this time around:

Me: Hey Alice – did I invent a world of vampires and werewolves, write 4 best selling novels and make enough money to go on crazy shopping sprees whenever I want?

Alice: Uh, no MK, that would be Stephenie Meyer! But you did come up with this kick ass story where I get to shop on Black Friday – thanks for that!

Me: (blushes) Glad you are excited Alice; thanks for clearing up that whole "who owns everything" thing for me…

A/N: Thanks to everyone for the hits, reviews and favorites! I'm glad you are enjoying this story as much as I am.


Chapter 4: Mission: Playstationland


Rosalie POV

Alright! Finally a game I can get into. Usually the games we play are something stupid like "I Never" or "Truth or Dare." After a more than a century living together, we pretty much know everything there is to know about each other; so those games tend to get either boring or insanely wild, depending on how dirty we want to play. I still haven't gotten my Z3 back into shape after the last "dare" Emmett attempted. He's lucky it wasn't my BMW, or he would still be locked out of the bedroom!

I am the Goddess of shopping! I will totally rule this game. Alice always thinks she is the best, but that's just because she can see what the sales are going to be and which stores are going to stock the newest designer clothes. Wait a minute…

"No fair! You probably spent the last two weeks planning on how you were going to get the best bargains! You have to already know what is on sale, how much each store has in stock, EVERYTHING. The game is rigged, I'm not playing!" The others haven't shopped with her as much, and, let's face it, when they do, they don't pay nearly as much attention to it as I do. No wonder she suggested this game…no matter how risqué the outfit I wear is, all the special attention and deals I get will be nothing compared to how detailed her plan probably is.

"I see your point Rose, but I have not planned anything. I purposely did not look at any of the papers yet, nor have I tried to look into the future for the sales. You, of all people, should know how unpredictable these types of sales are. Stores get last minute shipments and directives from the corporate offices, so even I can't know how things will play out. People act completely irrationally in the crazed sale environment, so my vision for tomorrow is basically a blur. Obviously, I may have some advantages tomorrow, but I think we all have skills that will come in handy. I've seen what you are planning on wearing, remember?" Alice looked like she was telling the truth, and Edward's nod seemed to indicate he thought so as well. Although, I swear I could feel Jasper trying to calm me down and let go of my anger. Better get out of his presence fast so I could go with my gut reactions!

"OK, you win. C'mon Emmett, we have to beat the pants off those two!" I grabbed Emmett's hand and our game packets and dragged him to our bedroom. He looked pretty confused; I don't think he was really paying any attention to anything Alice had said.

"Do you even know what we are doing? We have to get down to business!" Seriously, I love him with all my heart, but he could really infuriate me.

"Yes Ma'am! At your service!" Emmett turned and saluted me, which only fueled my fury.

"We ARE NOT going to let those cheaters beat us, do you hear me?"

"Rose, baby, relax! Of course I know what we're doing—WINNING THIS COMPETITION! While you were out there arguing with the psycho pixie, I was starting our research. Look at this baby, it is practically free!" He pointed to the Wal-Mart flyer with the new Playstation on the cover.

"Emmett, we already have 2 of those in the house! Did you read the fine print…it says 'Minimum of 2 per store,' which really means ONLY 2 per store. People are probably already lined up hoping to be one of the two lucky people that get it. We really don't have a chance, since we can't get in line until midnight. Besides, I'm sure it isn't the only deal that good." I could tell from the look in his eye that he wasn't going to give up that easily. I tried to find something to distract him from his mission while he argued his point again. There was NO WAY that I, Rosalie Hale, was shopping at Wal-Mart! And I had my own plans for that closet he cleaned out for his stupid video game cave.

"Yes, I realize that they probably only have 2 in the store. And I realize people are probably already lined up. However, it isn't like I can't be intimidating when I want to, right baby? Plus, I totally have a plan on getting to the front of the line…" He trailed off when he noticed the flyer I was holding up.

"But what about this, sweetie bear?" I pulled out my sultriest voice for this one. "Most of these are 90% off, and that's just the price reduction…I doubt there is more than 5% fabric on this one…"

Lucky for me, Fredrick's of Hollywood was fully embracing the Black Friday tradition and was having one hell of a sale! The sales flyer was practically soft core porn. I felt their merchandise was too cheap and tawdry to actually wear, but Emmett loved the tacky things they had there. From time to time I'd indulge his fantasies…I guess this was one of those times. "Why don't you pick out some of your favorites for me to get tomorrow?"

"Um, yeah, that sounds like a really, really good plan. I better study up and figure out how to maximize our savings." Whew! Crisis averted. While he studied the flyer with the intensity of an IRS agent during a tax audit for Donald Trump, I began investigating the other sales.

My basic strategy was to work the designer angle. Sure, the major department stores had terrific discounts, but they also had those pesky coupons that were next to impossible to use. Most of them weren't even valid on any brand I would deign to wear, and usually had to be used on things not on sale. It was going to be a waste of money, not to mention time consuming, to find anything that Emmett or I could actually use that fit the coupon profile.

The designer boutiques that I normally shopped at were going to be having sales, and wouldn't dare force their customers to use coupons. I should know; I was probably their best customer. That, coupled with the intimidating 'look' I was going to have tomorrow was our ticket to victory! These shop owners knew that by spending one hour in their store, I could make or break their sales goals. I had frequently spent more than what they typically made in a full quarter during one of my and Alice's sprees. But, I also had a reputation among the shops that made the owners quake in fear every time I walked in the door.

Twice, since we lived in this town, an owner of a boutique had been rude to me. From that moment on, every single time I was in the vicinity of their store, I would go in (looking ridiculously trendy and gorgeous, as usual) and disparage every item I saw to the store full of customers. The first time it happened, it took me 2 months to run them out of business. But the second time, I was better prepared. It only took me 2 weeks. From then on, all the boutique owners knew to give me whatever I wanted.

Unfortunately, for the sake of the game, I had a sense of fairness. I had already negotiated with the shop owners that regardless of their selling price, I was always going to pay cost, and that was it. I didn't think I would be able to get much more out of them, and I wouldn't feel right about forcing them to give me enough merchandise at prices less than what they paid to win the contest outright. I was going to be forced to let Emmett buy whatever he wanted at Fredrick's, especially since they had some fantastic deals; and we'd probably check out some of the other stores as well. I wanted to be able to go back to the boutiques another day…they always made sure I had the latest fashions as fast as possible. Their stuff was expensive though, so I wouldn't have to make that much up elsewhere; we could probably wing it tomorrow.


Emmett POV

Okay, so I'm a sex fiend. I'm not afraid to admit it. C'mon, if you came home to someone as gorgeous and sexy as my Rosalie was, you'd be as sex crazed as I am! So when she handed me the sale flyer from my favorite store, and told me to pick out anything I wanted, I thought I'd died and gone to Heaven. Rose never let me shop there; she said everything was too cheap and tacky. That should have tipped me off right away.

After about an hour of carefully scrutinizing every outfit shown and making a list of everything I wanted, it finally dawned on me that Rose was using this as a distraction. But even the Volturi couldn't keep me from my own personal Playstation! I had a vision for a whole section of our room (OK, it's my closet, but I don't care about what happens to the clothes) to be converted into my own video game haven. I even had a name for it "Playstationland."

I already had the 60" plasma hung on the wall, the cushy couch set up across from it and the empty throne ready to hold the Playstation and all the assorted accessories I needed for the games. I had Esme help me build huge shelves to house all the games I was going to buy, just for me! I hated sharing with everyone else…they would spend days playing a game just so their name got to the top of the winners list. It was as if the whole family had banded together just to prevent me from being the top winner of any game! If I had my own Playstation, no one else could play it and I would always be the WINNER! The fact that it was going to help us win this silly competition was just the icing on the cake.

"Hold your horses there, my sexy little shopping diva! You aren't going to get away with this! Sure, it took me an hour, but I finally saw through your distraction tactics. You are NOT stopping me from getting that Playstation. You know how much I want my Playstationland dream to become a reality! I would never make you go to Wal-Mart, if that's what you're thinking. I may be easily distracted by sexy lingerie, but I am not an idiot! I told you I had a plan!" I'm telling you, she is never going to let me live down the time I took her to Chuck E. Cheese for our anniversary. How was I supposed to know it was for kids? I thought that was some fancy chef's name, like the inventor of cheese or something. It seemed like a good idea, a show, some games, and it seemed like we wouldn't even have to pretend to eat anything. That was a long 10 years she punished me. I surely wasn't going to make that mistake again!

"Fine. I guess I can listen to your plan – as long as it doesn't involve me even setting one foot in the parking lot of that place!" She still looked wary, but she was letting me continue, so I took that as a good sign.

"Okay, so I've heard about these Black Friday campout things the past couple years, I just never had a reason to try it before. You see, for things like this, most of the time it is the man's job to wait in the freezing cold for hours and hours until the doors open, and then barge through the rest of the crowd for the one thing he was waiting for. The guys usually go in groups, and treat it like a tailgating event with tents…they have a grill, beer, the whole nine yards! So I figure, I show up with a killer tailgating setup and get all the guys to like me. Then, I get them stuffed with that disgusting BBQ food they eat, like steaks and burgers, and get them drunk with tons of beer. This way, even if they manage to still be awake when the store opens, they'll be too out of it to get to the Playstation before me! What do you think?" I was practically jumping up and down with excitement! I was brilliant – that Playstation was as good as mine already!

"Well, that does sort of sound like it would work. Once you are in the store, there would be no stopping you from getting to the game faster than anyone. None of the stores I want to go to even open until 7am, so I guess you can do whatever you want until then! It certainly is an amazing discount, so it will help us win. Just don't spend a lot of money on more games or crazy accessories that aren't on sale. There is plenty of time to fill up those cavernous shelves Esme made for you later. You may ONLY get the Playstation, and that is IT, do you understand?" I knew I had her won over when I saw the hint of a smile in her eyes, betraying the stern look she wore on the rest of her face.

"Fine, just the game and nothing else. I'm saving most of my money to spend at my favorite store, anyway, just for you!" Now that I knew the motivation behind her seemingly generous offer, I was going to take full advantage of it. Everything in that store that was on sale and her size was going home with us! And because of the rules of the game, she HAD to wear it!

This was shaping up to be the best Thanksgiving I'd ever had; that includes the human years gorging myself on all that turkey and dressing. Frankly, anything was better than last year when I decided we should try a traditional Thanksgiving meal and made everyone hunt wild turkeys. Jake and Nessie were the only lucky ones…after we discovered just how nasty their blood was, they opted to cook the turkey's they caught and truly have the traditional meal. Jake hasn't ever lost his hunger for human food, and compared to the turkey's blood, Nessie didn't even turn her nose up at the mashed potatoes and other fixings Esme made to accompany their main dish.

My lovely bride wrinkled her nose at the thought of everything I was going to buy for her. Maybe I'll go easy on her.

Then she shoved some flyers at me. "Ok, we still have a couple hours until you need to 'get in line' for your 'game', so let's not waste them. Take these flyers and figure out what the best deals are for each store." Maybe not…that was quite a sneer she gave me when she said "game."

I took the flyers and paged through them, not really seeing anything of interest. I noticed she had kept the Sears one for herself, and was carefully circling all the new tools she wanted for her precious cars. "Oh, perfect! I think I can finally finish fixing the Z3 with this new ratchet." She pretended to whisper that to herself, but I knew it was a zinger for me. Honestly, she can't blame me for what happened to that car. Jasper is the one who dared me…he should be the one who has to put up with this!

It was time I showed her who was really wore the pants in this relationship. I threw my papers on the floor and walked over to her. I grabbed the Sears flyer from her hand and tossed it across the room. The pages separated from the force of my throw and scattered all over the floor.

"Hey, I was looking at that! What are you do..." I silenced her sentence with my lips, as I picked her up and carried her over to the bed. I'd had enough of this planning crap. Time to do what Emmett and Rose do best…


A/N: Hope you liked this chapter! I'm thinking of doing a one-shot of one of Emmett's exploits that are alluded to in this chapter. Let me know if you think it is a good idea, and which one you want to see – what happened to the car or the anniversary trip to Chuck E. Cheese. I'll probably put up a poll on my profile about it.

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Check out my other story, "Destiny of Dreams," you can find it on my profile. It is a serious story, set just prior to Twilight where Bella time-travels in her dreams and meets Edward throughout his life…she thinks she's just dreaming and keeps trying to move on with her life. Will they meet in real life? Read to find out