Disclaimer: Twilight= Stephenie Meyer

A/N: Ok so that last chapter was a bit of a filler Let the Games begin has more then one part so lets get on with it… Oh please review I would grately appreciate it! Oh yeah sorry again for the modernization.

Rosalie trotted out of the room reappearing moments later carrying a radio and a stack of CDs. She bent down sifting threw the music before choosing one & popping it into the stereo. She began to move with the music as she picked up a paint brush. Emmett chuckeled as he swiped the brush up the wall.

The two painted in silence for a few minutes then Emmett began singing along with the music. Rosalie smiled as she joined in. Soon they were bopping to the music & singing like there was no tomorrow. Then something wet hit Emmett in the face. He paused completely dumbstruck as Rosalie laughed.

"You did not just fling paint at me"

"Looks like I did whatcha gonna do bout it?"

A playful smile pulled at Emmett's lips as he pretended to think before dipping his brush into the paint.

"Emmett don't you dare!" Rosalie warned

"Don't dish out what you can't take in" he sang as he flung the paint at the blonde. She looked positively furious

"I'm sorry Rose" Emmett chuckled then Rosalie whipped more paint at Emmett who began to laugh as he launched more paint at Rosalie.

"What is going on in here?!" Esme yelled. "My dears the paint is for the walls please keep it that way."

"Sorry" Emmett & Rosalie chimed hanging their heads. Once Esme left the room the two bust into a fit of giggles. Rosalie collapsed to the floor as Emmett cluched his sides.

"You should have seen your face!" Rosalie laughed out "You looked like a puppy who just got yelled at"

"You should talk" Emmett chuckled reaching down to pull Rosalie up. She smirked as she pulled hard. Emmett's big body fell. He caught himself before he crushed her but was left in a very compromising position.

"Hey there big boy" Rosalie purred sliding her arms around his neck. She threw her weight into him rolling them over so she was on top. Emmett's large arms encircled her waist. She smirked as she bent down to kiss him. Emmett's eyes closed as he waited for her lips. They just barely brushed his as she whispered "Gotcha"

She then rolled fro his grasp and began painting in long deliberate strokes.

"Didn't think I'd let you get off that easy did you?"

"What do you mean" Emmett grinned

"Well I believe we have a challenge Mr. I never lose"

"Really what was that challenge Rose?"

"That you can resist me"

"Oh baby your evil"

"Sure am"