"Sorry!!!" Emmett exclaimed as he knocked my piece off the board. He had landed on the same space as my own, and, as the rules of the game stated, he got to knock my piece back to start. But he wasn't good at knocking pieces back to start, he was just good at knocking them off.
I laughed freely and called my piece to me using my power. "I'm sure you are, Emmett," I teased him.
"Well, no, I'm really not sorry at all," he admitted, "but the rules say that I have to say sorry when I knock another piece off, so I do."
"Your example is a shining pillar for all of us to see," Rosalie said sarcastically.
"Rose!" Emmett protested.
"I still love you," she said, kissing the tip of his nose. "I just don't think we can learn much from you about the rules."
"I follow the rules!!!!" Emmett protested. "I always do!"
"Except when no one is looking," Jasper said slyly.
"Right!" Emmett agreed, and then realized what he said. "Wait!" he protested, "I didn't mean that! He tricked me!"
"Sure he did, Emmett, sure he did," Victoria said disbelievingly with a wink at me.
Emmett gasped. "Oh! YOU tricked me! You confused me!!!"
"Yeah right," Victoria scoffed. "As if I would waste valuable and precious energy confusing you into telling the truth."
"Esme!!!" Emmett whined. "They're ganging up on me!"
"Do you cheat?" Esme asked.
"Oh, now even you don't believe me?" Emmett asked. "I feel so unloved. I'm going to go sit in a corner and cry."
"You can't cry," I scoffed.
"Thanks for reminding me," Emmett snapped playfully.
"You're welcome," I said with a grin, "after all, you just knocked my piece off the table. It was the least I could do in return for the favor."
"Do none of you respect me?" he sniffed.
"We respect you," Alice told him, "we just like making fun of you."
"Of course you do," Emmett said, and rolled his eyes. We all laughed at him.
Suddenly, Emmett stood up and took a bow. "Thank you, Thank you, "I'll be in town until we move again."
"What are you doing?" Victoria laughed.
"Well, you all seemed to like my performance, so I thought I would take my bow."
"Sit down," Rosalie groaned. "You're making a fool of yourself."
"So?" Emmett asked with a grin. "Being a fool is fun."
"So is being smart," Jasper told him. "You might like to try it sometime."
"Oh, you mean like you, Mr. Smartypants? I'll have you know that I have just as many degrees as you do, I just chose to be outgoing and fun-loving."
"And I chose to act intelligent," Jasper said.
"So then leave those of us who know how to have fun alone," Emmett said, sticking his tongue out at Jasper. We all laughed.
"Don't make me come over there," Jasper warned him.
"Bring it on," Emmett challenged him with a wolfish grin.
Jasper dove across the room and tackled Emmett. They went flying backwards across the room and landed on the floor, already wrestling so fast that they were just a blur.
"See? I told you that they'd have lots of wrestling matches," Alice told me with a smug look as we all stood up to go gather around them. I laughed and gave her a one-armed hug.
"That they will," I agreed. "I'm not sure Esme approves, though," I said, nodding towards Esme. She looked torn between cheering them on and telling them to stop.
"Go Jasper!" Alice cheered. That was all it took, and the rest of us were cheering too. Sometimes we would cheer for Jasper, sometimes for Emmett.
"I win!" Emmett cheered as he pinned Japer to the ground.
"Now, that's enough," Emse finally said, though we could tell that she had a good time watching her sons have fun.
"You win," Jasper agreed. Emmett let him up, and they shook hands.
"Now, how about if we finish this game of Sorry?" I asked. "I still have to beat Emmett…"
"Oh, no you don't," Emmett said. "I will be the champion of Sorry."
"As if," I scoffed. "I am the Sorry champion."
"You're going down," Emmett warned me.
"Bring it on," I said, mimicking his voice.
I'm pleased to say that Emmett was not the Sorry Champion...
Esme was.