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Fire
"How did you do it?"
"What?"
"That."
"What is this 'that' you speak of?"
"That! The fire!"
Carlisle glanced down at his desk and stared at the candle, the flames slightly flickering. Turning his gaze back on his neurotic son, he deadpanned "The candle."
"Yes!" Emmett cried, nearly bouncing out of his chair in front of his father's desk.
"You want to know how I lit the candle?" Carlisle asked, almost disbelievingly.
"Yes! Come on man-cub, show me how to make man's real fire!"
Without complaint, Carlisle open his top desk drawer and produced a pack of matches. As he struck one up, the orange flame danced happily.
Emmett was ecstatic. He was clapping his hands like a maniac and acting far too much like a monkey for his father's liking.
"Ok, what's going on?" Carlisle demanded, blowing out the match. "You're acting awfully strange, Emmett."
"Really?"
Carlisle nodded.
"How?" Emmett questioned.
"You're acting like a monkey."
"And…?"
"Why are you acting like a monkey?"
"Oh! I forgot to tell you!" Emmett exclaimed, sitting back casually in his chair. "I got cast as king Louis in the school production of The Jungle Book."
"Well now," Carlisle smiled, "That explains everything."