A/N: I find it Emmett-ish.

Summary: Emmett simply annoys Rosalie while the poor girl is doing laundry.

Rating: K

Characters: All Vampire (Including Bella Swan)

POV: Emmett Cullen

!Emmett Can Wu-Tang!

"Everything is so much more fun with you around." -Emmett Cullen

Today was so boring. Seriously. Aside from the normal day, which consisted of a cloudy, dark sky, and gusty Washington state winds. There was nothing to do. Nothing.

Bella and Edward went out, she was probably still trying to get little ol' Edward laid or something, who knows. Carlisle and Esme, went to the grocery store, which was all an act. Jasper and Alice .. well, they ran off skipping. I would've gladly went hunting (even though I wasn't thirsty), or went out for a drive, but that was getting old- been old. Ya know..

If only Bella stayed home today! At least I could've annoyed the living shit out of her, or something. Anything. Anything would've been better than just sitting here watching a re-run of the Giants and Eagles football game. Rosie was never bored, which I didn't know how she managed.

I turned off the tv, annoyed with the outcome I've already known. It was a re-run, plus, my little sister was physic and always ruined shit for me.

So. Fucking. Bored.

"Rosie!" I hollered, running up the steps. She was in the laundry room, I already knew that. I could her the jeans being folded, and tube socks being thrown into the dryer. "I'm in here!" She called back. "I know." I sang out of boredom. I heard her giggle.

When I reached the room, I leaned against the doorway. "Rosie I'm bored, can you come play with me?" I sighed. She was sitting on her knees on the floor of the laundry room, folding Edward's shirts. Her long blonde hair swept down her back, and some of her curly locks swept in front of her chest. She still left me breathless. "Emmett sweetheart, I'm doing laundry." She smiled, keeping her eyes on her task. "Well.. why cant you do my laundry." I whined. I hated it when Rose was so focused on something. Why couldn't she just focus on me? Right now at least..

Rosalie sighed, and dropped the pile of clothes, before turning to face me. "Bella's not home, is she?" I shook my head, and she rolled her eyes. "Go away honey, let me finish my chores." I growled. "No." She waved her hand at me, folding the clothes. "Go play Halo." I punched the doorway. "Fine." She chuckled. "Oh Emmett.." I heard her sigh.

I trotted my way downstairs, and plopped down on the plain, white sofa. The rest of the family wouldn't be bake until later tonight. Great.

Then it hit me.

Annoy! Annoy Rose.

It was a great idea. My wife has been known to put up with my antics. She just had to have patience.

She was going to get it now, for blowing me off to fold fucking socks.

I ran back up the stairs, and darted straight to our room, passing Rosie on the way. She carried a laundry basket, and smiled at me sweetly. "Are you okay sweetheart?" She asked casually as I walked passed her. "Fine, fine." I mumbled. As I entered my room, I heard Rosalie sigh, closing the laundry room's door behind her.

My eyes darted straight to my huge stereo. Fucking perfect! I grinned, and snatched the large black stereo, and set it on my shoulder. I walked out the door, and headed straight towards the direction of my wife's humming.

"Don't even think about it." Rose mumbled, with her back to me. "What?" I asked setting the stereo down on the nearby stool. She sighed heavily. "Cant I just do laundry, without you bugging me?" She laughed, her back still to me. I pretended to think about it. "Hmm.." I tapped my chin. "Nope." I popped the 'p'.

She sighed heavily, and I decided to waste no time. As she turned around to scold me I pressed play, and the loud music's base echoed the room.

"Emmett!" Rosalie hissed. I turned up the volume and gestured to my ears signaling I couldn't hear her, which we both knew was a lie.

"You cant Wu-Tang better than me!" The same lyrics continued to play, and I began to dance.

I had to admit as fun, and awesome as this dance was, it was fucking weird. Honestly. This was the best they could come up with since the good ol' days?

I guess so, it had to do.

I began moving my hands, along with my legs, I moved faster as the beat picked up. Rose just stood there, her arms folded across her chest, biting the inside of her cheek.

I moved throughout the song, until the next song came on my party cd.

Party Boy- PERFECT.

Boom. Boom. Boom. The song went on, and I raised my hands up in the air, and moved closer to my wife. I was surprised she didn't sneer away, that's my Rosie.

I moved up close against her, and eventually she started laughing, and pushing at my chest. "Emmett! Stop it! I have to get back to the laundry!" She laughed. I turned around and backed my ass up against her groin. "Emmett McCarthy!" She shrieked with laughter.

She slapped my ass, and I sulked over towards the stereo, and shut it off. "You are really something." She wrapped her arms around my back, and pressed herself against me. Her sweet breath hit my ear, sending shivers down my spine. "Emmett sweetheart, I'm sorry I'm not giving you the attention I want to.." She sighed, and squirmed in my arms, turning herself to face me. "Just let me finish the laundry, and I promise we'll do something." She smiled up at me sweetly. "Fine." I mumbled.

"Good boy." She gave me a chaste kiss. "Now run along, and make our bed please." She playfully slapped my shoulder. "Okay." I sighed. "Your so cute when you sulk." She laughed, and pulled away from me, sitting back down on the floor beside the pile of clothes.

As I walked out of the room, she laughed. "Oh- and Emmett?" She called out. "Yeah?" I set the stereo back down in our room. "Nice moves." I heard her angelic laughter echo throughout the boring house.

Sorry I know. VERY random. :D