A/N: Just a little something to give you all before I need to leave for school. I hope you enjoy this. By the way, there should be at least 3 more updates today because I still have ideas up my sleeve.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters.

Vampire Out

"No, no, no! Carlisle, you can't put that beside the ghost tree!" Alice exclaimed in mock horror, or at least, everyone thought it was mock.

"Huh?" Carlisle muttered as he raised his head from the dart gun he was currently holding about a foot from a life sized statue of Frankenstein.

"Carlisle, don't you dare shoot that nail gun!"

"What is it now, Alice?" Edward groaned, taking a seat on the pine coffin that he had just placed in the center of a bunch of shale gravestones.

"He's doing it wrong!" She cried accusingly as she pointed a pale finger in Carlisle's direction.

"What's wrong with me putting Frankenstein by the ghost tree?" The oldest vampire asked, wondering what he did wrong.

"Frankenstein goes on the other side of the cemetery with Dracula, the wolf man, and the wicked queen."

"Why do we have a wicked queen anyways?" Carlisle inquired. "I thought those were only in fairy tales, not something for Halloween."

"I think the better question is why there's a stone werewolf in the yard. Just having it here is offensive." Edward stated bitterly.

"I'd have to say I agree." Carlisle muttered.

"What?" Alice shrieked.

"Yeah, and why are the gravestones made out of shale?" Edward asked as he nudged on with his shoe, watching as small pieces of sand and rock fell to the leave scattered ground.

"So I can take a chisel to them later."

"What?"

"You heard me."

"Lucky the others were able to escape this…" Carlisle murmured to himself, wish that just about know he had gone out to Seattle with Esme, Rosalie, Emmett, and Jasper to pick out costumes.

"Edward, no!" Alice cried.

"What now?" Edward growled, getting beyond irritated at his sister.

"Put the chisel down, Edward!"

"But you just said-"

"That I was going to take the chisel to the gravestones! Me, Edward. Not you."

"That's it! I've had enough of this!" Edward screamed as he jumped up, chisel still in hand. "You asked us to help you decorate the lawn, and we both politely agreed. But ever since then, you've done nothing but boss us around! I can't take it any more!" Turning around, he lifted the lid on the coffin, his other hand holding the chisel tightly to his chest.

"Now Edward, take some time to think this over…" Carlisle tried to reason.

"There's nothing to think about. Vampire out." With that, he laid down and closed the lid on himself, concealing him in the dark colored coffin.

"Edward?" Alice whispered gently as she walked over to the coffin. Just as she was about to kneel down beside it, there was a guttural hiss from the inside.

Backing off, she looked at Carlisle helplessly, only to be given a slight shrug and "What's up with him?"