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***For the sake of this fanfic, I've made Bella and Jasper more outgoing than they appear in the twilight saga. They are closer as brother and sister and are more willing to go along with Emmett's schemes. However, I've tried really hard to keep them in character so they are still the same Bella and Jasper we all love—just a different side to them.

***I'm not going to make Emmett immature like his is in some other fan fictions I've read… I'm trying to keep them all in character as much as possible. Even though Emmett has a positive, hyper attitude towards life, I'm NOT going to make him goofy-silly.

A wonderful idea for this chapter was given to me by cherub123 who suggested our boys make breakfast for their favorite little sister! You rock!

Tuesday Part I: Party in the Kitchen

After sleeping nearly eight nightmare-free hours , I woke up to the smell of eggs and bacon. I sat up in bed, noticing Emmett and Jasper were no longer laying with me. I pushed back the covers and climbed out of the large king bed. I grabbed a sweatshirt from my suitcase sitting in the corner and threw it lazily over my head.

Pushing open the bedroom door, I inhaled deeply through my nose. Yep, definitely eggs and bacon. I followed the scent down the stairs to the doors that lead to the kitchen.

"The human's coming," I heard Emmett say, chuckling as he did.

I pushed the open the French doors and peered around. My jaw about hit the floor as I saw the mess in front of me. Eggs were splattered on the floors and up on the cabinets. A white chalky substance I recognized as flour coated the countertops. Something that looked like batter was dripping down on the floor from the top of the breakfast bar. Severely burnt pieces of toast were laying out on the counter by the sink soaking in something that looked suspiciously like maple syrup. An overcooked omelet lay on the floor near the sink and drops of homemade chocolate milk dripped down over it. Standing in the midst of it all were Emmett and Jasper, both with large smiles on their faces. They both had flour powered on their cheeks and Emmett had little pieces of cracked eggshell sticking to his dark brown curls.

"Oh… my… gosh," I said, taking it all in. "What on earth happened in here?"

"We made you breakfast!" Emmett cheered, gesturing to the plate sitting over in the little breakfast nook of the kitchen with the only eatable looking thing in the whole room sitting on it. It looked like scrambled eggs and bacon, just as I'd smelled.

"Were you attacked by a breakfast monster?" I asked, laughing as I looked over the whole room.

"No," Jasper replied with a playful roll of his eyes.

"Why? did you see him?" Emmett asked lightheartedly as he jokingly grabbed a skillet from the stove and held it like a shield.

"Yes!" I yelled, playing along. "I think I saw him go that way," I said, pointing to the living room. "You'd better go check!"

Emmett slammed the skillet back down on the burner and clutched his stomach as he bend over, laughing. I joined him, giggling at the hilarity of the moment. The sun had barely come up and already these two had a smile on my face.

"Really, what happened in here?" I asked as my giggles came to an end.

"Jasper started it," Emmett said, gesturing his hand to his vampire brother in question and then waving his hand around the mess.

"Somehow I don't believe you," I said, distrusting. Emmett seemed more of the instigator type and the Jasper I'd always known was too calm and collected to start something like that.

"Thank you, darlin'," Jasper said, tipping an imaginary hat my way and winking.

"Believe it or not, he did," Emmett tried convincing me.

"I did not," Jasper stated, whipping his head around to glare playfully at his brother. "You're the one that started throwing fistfuls of flour at me."

"Yeah," Emmett begrudgingly agreed. "But that was only after you cracked an egg on me."

"I told you that was an accident," Jasper was quick to fire back.

"Isn't it impossible for a vampire to make a mistake like that?" I asked, somewhat confused.

"Bel-la," Jasper sounded out my name exasperatedly. "Whose side are you on?"

"My side!" Emmett whooped before turning to Jasper and saying "told you so."

"Oops," I said, realizing I'd just cost Jasper a win in a fight with Emmett. "Sorry, Jazz."

"I'd be mad if it was at all impossible to be mad at you," Jasper said, smiling fondly at me. "But it's not, so I'm not."

"Thanks," I muttered, my face turning cherry red.

"Aw, you made our little girl blush," Emmett said in a sing-song baby voice.

"Oh hush up, Emmett," I said embarrassedly. They both shared an amused look and an "aww" that only made my blush intensify. After a moment of fawning over me and my bizarre human behavior, Jasper thankful put an end to my embarrassment.

"Alright, Bells," Jasper said, appearing suddenly at my side. He placed a hand at the small of my back and began leading me to the breakfast nook. "You should probably go eat before it gets cold."

While I ate the small, yet salvageable, portion of eggs they'd cooked, Jasper poured me a bowl of the sugary cereal Alice had bought me. Emmett grabbed a milk carton from the fridge and added it to the bowl as they came to sit with me. I pushed the slightly chilled eggs away from me and smiled in thanks for the cereal. Kellogg's Froot Loops, my favorite.

"Ah," Jasper sighed, no doubt reading my happy emotions. "If I'd have know Froot Loops would make you happy, we could have saved ourselves all this trouble," he said, gesturing around the mess of a kitchen.

I shrugged my shoulders and looked at them innocently. "What can I say? I'm a simple girl with simple taste." I smiled at the as I scooped up some more colorful loops and popped them in my mouth. They smiled back at me and Emmett tapped my nose with his knuckle affectionately. I batted his hand away with my spoon, then used it to point at the mess in an obvious attempt to say 'clean it up'.

At a speed nearly impossible for my human eyesight to pick up on; they sprayed, scrubbed, mopped, washed, and polished the whole kitchen until it sparkled. I nearly dropped my spoon at the sight of the immaculate kitchen I saw before me. The only evidence left was what lingered on their clothes and clung to their hair. I raised my eyebrows at them as they came back to the table to sit with me.

"Esme loves us," Jasper explained. "But she doesn't really like us when we trash her kitchen—or any other part of the house, for that matter."

"Yeah," Emmett agreed. "As long as we clean up, we can be as messy as we want." He wiggled his eyebrows at me and smiled when he got me to laugh.

"Funny things, Froot Loops," Jasper commented, staring into the bowl I was eating from. "I never had anything quite so colorful to eat when I was human," he said thoughtfully. "The only green thing I ever had to eat was from plants. Like lettuce, or beans, or things like that. If anything else was green, it was thrown away immediately… I vaguely remember eating rarely cooked beef. That was red… The only orange I remember eating was carrots. And sweet potatoes. Those were pretty good, from what I remember… I don't remember any yellow in my diet. I especially don't remember having anything that was purple or blue. That's just unnatural."

I couldn't tell if he was being serious or if he was trying to get a laugh out of me, but I laughed anyway.

"Jasper, you're so random," I laughed.

"Am I?" He asked, sounding genuinely curious. "Hmm… no one's ever told me that before. But I'm glad I got a laugh out of you." He flashed me his pearly whites in a full on smile.

"Alright, kiddies," Emmett addressed us while rubbing his palms together in a devilish way. "What do ya wanna do today?"

"First order of business," Jasper started in an authoritative tone, "stop calling me a kid."

"Done," Emmett agreed. "But I still get to call Bella that."

"Hey!" I said in disapproval.

"Agreed," Jasper said, disregarding my disagreement.

"Is there anything you'd like to do, Bellsie?" Emmett asked throwing a smile my way.

"Umm… well, nothing immediately comes to mind," I stammered, trying to think of an activity that could hold the attention of two vampires and coming up blank.

"I've got an idea," Jasper started. "How about you teach us how to cook?" he suggested, smiling at me. "That way, next time we cook for you we know what we're doing."

"Um… er… well I guess I could try," I murmured, thinking of all the things that could go wrong.

"Great!" Emmett exclaimed.

"What do you want to teach us first?" Jasper asked.

"Whatever you want to learn, I guess." What on earth could I teach them that they couldn't learn from the Food Network?

"How about a cake?" Emmett asked offhandedly. I quickly did a mental check list off all the different types of cake I could remember. I could only remember a few and none of them were by any means elaborate—or rather, nothing either of them would find remotely interesting.

"That sounds perfect!" Jasper agreed full heartedly. "Alice's eighty-fifth birthday is coming up next month and I know she wants to celebrate it—mainly to show you what a birthday is really supposed to be like." I ignored his jibe about my eighteenth birthday and he continued. "I know Alice wanted to have a cake—mostly for your enjoyment, but also for a real human birthday feel."

"So," I started, putting the pieces together, "You want to be the one to make her a cake?"

"Exactly."

"Jasper, that's so sweet," I said, smiling as I thought of Alice's happy surprise when she receives a vision of her husband baking her a cake.

"Yeah, yeah," Emmett buffed. "I just want to bake something with flour. Lots and lots of flour," he taunted mysteriously as he wiggled his eyebrows at Jasper and me.

"But what are we going to do with it after we make it?" I skeptically asked. "I can't eat a whole cake all by myself and I would hate to throw it all out."

Jasper and Emmett looked to each other for a moment, not knowing what to do either. I could tell that they would have no problem throwing it all away. The Cullens lived a luxurious life. They practically threw out their clothes after one use so of course they would have no dilemma tossing a cake none of them would dare eat. It was clear I'd come from a completely different world than them. My years growing up with someone as flighty as Renee had taught me to never take anything for granted. I would never be able to throw out a perfectly good food item.

"Oh," I gasped as a though suddenly occurred to me. "I know what we can do with it! We could take it down to the shelter on fifth street! I'm sure they'd love it."

Jasper and Emmett stared at me as very large, fond smiles grew on their faces.

"Man," Emmett breathed. "Just when you think she can't get any sweeter—"

"—she does," Jasper finished.

I rolled my eyes at them and turned away to search the kitchen for ingredients.

"No, Bella, we're being serious," Jasper stated sweetly. "That really is a kind thing to do."

"Yeah, Bellsie," Emmett added. "Edward is constantly talking about how nice and sweet and tender you are. He really is telling the truth."

"Uh, thanks," I muttered, completely embarrassed. Edward talks about me like that? To them? Melt my heart…

"You guy's go get cleaned up and I'll see if we have all the ingredients."

"Aye, aye, Capitan," Emmett saluted before disappearing up the stairs. Jasper was hot on his heels behind him and before I had time to blink, they were both gone.

"Well, that was fast," I muttered. I could almost swear I heard a ghost of a laugh coming from the upstairs but my ears may have been playing tricks on me.

I searched the several pantries in the large kitchen and took a peek in the fridge, making a list as I went of what we would need to pick up form the store. All we needed to get was a package of baking powder, vanilla, and eggs—all the eggs Esme had bought last week were smashed this morning while the boys had their breakfast war.

By the time I was done writing the last item on my nearly compiled list, Emmett and Jasper strolled back into the kitchen looking clean and fresh. Both of them had slightly damped hair matted flat on their heads from their showers. I'd never seem them so human and imperfect like. It was calming almost seeing them look like any other person in the world. Thy both flashed me white, pearly smiles when they saw me staring. I quickly looked down and folded my list to put in my back pocket.

"I'm going to change," I said as I walked to the stairwell. "I'll be back down in a few minutes."

"We'll be waiting" they replied.

Ten minutes later I made me way down the staircase with clean clothes on and a minty fresh taste in my mouth. Emmett and Jasper were right where I left them, sitting in the kitchen. The only noticeable difference was their now dry hair.

"You ready?" I asked as I looked around for my purse. Finding it on the chair in the connecting foyer, I placed the strap securely around my shoulder.

"Where are we going?" Emmett asked as they both stared at my bag in bewilderment.

"We have to pick up some things from the store in order to make the cake," I explained, then quickly amended, "It shouldn't take too long."

"No problem," Jasper smiled.

"This could even be fun," Emmett commented as he grabbed his keys.

I followed them out to the garage to get in the enormous jeep, sitting where I was yesterday—snugly in between the two large men.

It took only ten minutes to get to the store and pretty soon we were strolling down the aisles hunting down the ingredients to make the cake.

"Emmett, I don't think we're going to need the jumbo bag of flour," I remarked, disapprovingly.

"Oh, sweetheart," he said. "I do believe we will." He flashed me his teeth in a cunning smile and I involuntarily swallowed hard.

"Don't worry, darlin'," Jasper smiled, gently throwing a lazy arm around my shoulders. "I'll protect you from anything he's planning."

I smiled my thanks up at him.

Emmett scoffed. "You'll be too busy protecting yourself, my brother."

Tightening his arm around me, Jasper's face became a mock hard, menacing glare. "Nobody—and I mean nobody—threatens my little sister," Jasper hissed, half serious, half playful. He looked Emmett up and down where he stood before finishing his threat with, "Not even her other older brother."

They stood there, locked in each other's tense gaze and I looked between the two a few times.

"Ooookay," I drew out the word, as I twisted out from under Jasper's stone arm. "This is getting weird." Grabbing the cart, I walked away from the two of them who were now looking at me. "I'm going to go finish our shopping… You two can come if you want or you can stay here… Just whatever you do, try not to cause a scene."

"It's okay, Bells," Jasper said as he fell in step with me on my left side. "We'll be good now."

"Yeah," Emmett agreed, coming over to my right. "We'll behave."

And they did…for the most part. It wasn't until we got to the checkout lane that they started causing trouble again. Pulling out the pink wallet Alice gave me, a strong icy hand stopped me.

"What are you doing?" Emmett asked as he held my hand by my side.

"Well, you see all this stuff in our cart?" I asked rhetorically. "We actually have to exchange money for it in order to take it home with us," I finished in a tone that dripped sarcasm.

"Well someone's feisty today," Jasper said from behind me.

"No kidding," Emmett agreed.

"I'm sorry guys," I said, rubbing my forehead. "I didn't mean to snap. I'm just so used to Edward wanting to pay for everything too. It just gets annoying sometimes."

"That's alright," Emmett said. "We just all like to take care of you sometimes."

Swallowing my pride, I accepted the sleek black credit card Emmett held out to me as we made our way to checkout.

"Bella!" my head whipped up at the sound of my name, staring directly at Jessica Stanley. She was wearing a green apron with the store logo on it, standing behind the cash register of a checkout lane. She motioned me over with her hand, a fake smile plastered on her face.

Jasper placed a hand on my shoulder saying quietly, "You don't have to if you don't want to. There are a few other lanes open we could go to."

I smiled up at him but shook my head. It would be rude to walk away from her when she was blatantly calling me over. Pushing the cart forward, I walked toward Jessica's faux excitement. Emmett and Jasper began unloading the cart as I walked over to Jessica while she rang up our purchases.

"Hey, Bella! Long time, no see!" Jessica commented. I smiled back at her and nodded while putting up my guard.

The only time Jessica was ever this happy to see me was if she wanted something from me that she could gossip about. But who knows? I haven't talked to her since we graduated a few weeks ago… Maybe she just wanted to get caught up.

"So," she started off cheerfully before leaning in close to me. "What are you doing here with Edward's brothers?" She asked curiously. Her voice was low enough that if Jasper and Emmett had been human, they wouldn't have heard. But I knew better. I glanced over at them, watching them put item on the conveyor belt. The both wore calculated expressions and I knew they were listening carefully to our conversation.

"Just doing some shopping," I answered politely.

"Where is Edward? Why isn't he with you?" She fired off.

"He's out of town visiting cousins," I lied smoothly—a rare occurrence for me.

"How are things going between you two?" she continued to pry. "You know, high school relationships rarely work out so don't worry about lying to me if that's the case."

"Edward and I are—"

"They are doing quite well, if you must know," Jasper said firmly, losing the politeness that normally accompanied his every word. "They're even getting married this August. Were you not invited?"

"W-w-well, I, I was… I-I just wasn't sure if it was still—"

"If anything happens to stop the wedding, you'll be notified," Jasper snapped, swiping his card through the keypad.

"But don't hold your breath," Emmett said, putting an arm around me. "Scratch that. You can hold your breath if you'd like. It'll just mean one less person we need to have seating for."

"Emmett!" I scolded. That was taking things a little too far. He didn't even know all the problems I'd had with her in the past. Neither of them did, so what was with the hostility?

With one last glare at Jessica, both of them left the store with our groceries telling me they'd meet me at the car.

"Jessica," I started as my receipt printed off. "I'm sorry about them… they just—"

"Whatever," she sneered as she ripped off the receipt and shoved it at me.

I opened my mouth to apologize again but thought better of it. With one last glance at her angry face, I turned and followed the boys out of the store.

Everything was already packed away in the trunk when I got out the parking lot. They were leaning up against the side of the jeep waiting for me when I approached them.

"What was that?" I questioned them and they looked at me shocked.

"Bella, we were just defending you," Jasper said.

"That was still really rude," I replied.

"She was really rude, Bellsie," Emmett complained. "You're just too nice to see it."

"I don't like her anymore than the next person," I amended, "but she's not a bad person. And she certainly didn't deserve that."

"Like hell she didn't!" Emmett exclaimed. "We know how terrible she was to you in school."

That stopped me short. "How? You two were a year ahead of me in school… How did you even know what was going on with me back then?"

"Edward told us," Jasper stated simply.

"Edward tells you those things?" I said, surprised and curious.

"Sure," Emmett said. "He never shuts up about you, kid. Sometimes it may be a little annoying but we still listen to what he has to say… You're our sister. We like hearing things about you—just not when it comes to that girl."

"Oh, guys," I said, thoughtfully. "I had no idea you care about me like that."

"Of course we do!" Emmett said loudly, pulling me into a huge bear hug.

"Never doubt how much we adore you," Jasper said, affectionately tugging the ends of my hair.

Emmett put me down on my feet after a while then pumped his fist in the air exclaiming, "Let's go make some cake!"

A/N: I know it has taken FOREVER for me to post this update, but I've been having major computer problems. I didn't expect this update to come as late as it did and for that I'm really sorry. This chapter is dedicated to thewolfgurlgleek for her wonderful PMs. Without her, I probably wouldn't have gotten his chapter written when I did. She really got me motivated to keep working on this fanfiction.

I would like to thank all my reviewers from the last chapter and thank you for your wonderful ideas! If anyone else has an idea, please leave it in a review! Your support is definitely appreciated!