I was at the Cullen's house. It was stormy out so I thought it'd be a great to lounge around the house. I loved that I could be there and they treated me as though I was part of the family. Charlie was gone for the weekend fishing so I thought it'd be a good weekend to sleep over and have a "slumber party" with Alice.

I walked into the kitchen and saw Emmett in the living room from where I was. I opened the fridge to look for something to eat. Again, they said the kitchen was for me so I was able to go in and use it as much as I wanted. Sure it was a little awkward just going into the fridge without asking but they told me to go ahead. I just didn't want to be rude.

"Hey Emmett, what are you watching? Anything good on?"

"I'm just watching SportsNet."

"No movies? Today is a great day for movies." I sounded excited.

"Why is that?" He looked confused.

Everyone knows that stormy days are when you stay in your PJs all day and watch movies, cozying up on the couch.

"Oh really? Well maybe we should do that."

"Yeah?" I wasn't sure if he was joking or not.

"Sure. But lets make some food first. Something good."

"But Emmett, you don't eat." I was confused.

"I know but Esme had the food channel on yesterday and there were these brownies that they kept raving about. You want me to make some?"

"Wow, sure Emmett, that'd be nice. Thanks." I was a little suspicious of his offering but I get to have some brownies so I was all for it.

"I'll go look up some movies on TV while you make the brownies." He nodded in agreement.

Maybe this would turn into a relaxing day – just what I needed.

Things have been a little tense. Nothing specific but just have been restless at night and my muscles have been tight. Something like this could help.

"Emmett, are you in the mood for action, comedy, or scary?" I was thinking maybe scary because it's dark and stormy out but I'll see what he says. Although comedy may be good since I know Emmett likes to laugh.

"How about scary first and then comedy? That way you are scared but after watching the comedy you ease up and won't be afraid to go upstairs by yourself." He chuckled.

"That was one time Emmett!" He will never let that go. I couldn't help but laugh to myself.

I've never seen "Paranormal Activity" before. So maybe we can watch that first and then mm… I haven't seen "The Hangover" either. People were raving about it when it came out so it must be good. I know Emmett likes it so hopefully he'll be okay with the pick.

"How are the brownies coming along Emmett?"

"They're doing good. I think. I guess we'll see, right? So what are we watching Bella?" He seemed like he was up for anything.

"Well I thought we'd watch 'Paranormal Activity' first and then 'The Hangover.' Is that okay?"

"Yup. Good picks. It's gonna be great seeing you all scared. Like last time, it's okay if you decide to run and jump on my lap because you get freaked out." He laughed.

I looked at him and rolled my eyes. He's probably right. I probably will do that. I am such a wimp.

"You know, for someone that hangs out with vampires and werewolves, you'd think I'd be fine with fake ghosts." We both started laughing.

I kept wondering to myself why Emmett was being so nice and calm. Something must be going on.

After about a half hour I paused the movie and Emmett said he was going to go check on the brownies.

After a few minutes he came back in and said that they need to bake for a little bit longer. I was getting hungry. I didn't eat breakfast so I could scarf down the brownies. I'm sure that will be attractive. Oh well, who cares, it's just Emmett.

I resumed the movie and it was getting scary. All of a sudden the bedroom door in the movie slammed shut. I screamed and jumped on Emmett's lap. I heard him grunt from me jumping on him. I don't know why he did that; I'm really light to him. He's such a drama queen. But I never took my eyes off the screen.

The movie was still intense. I grabbed the blanket and put it over me. Emmett watched but I could tell he would roll his eyes when I'd flinch at something.

I heard someone clear their throat. I looked over and it was Edward. "Hey Edward, we're watching this scary movie."

"So I see." Why was did he say that like that?

I noticed where I was sitting. I totally forgotten I was on Emmett's lap. Emmett quickly stood up and I dropped on the floor, pretty high too since Emmett is big and tall. All I heard was a loud thud. It was the sound of my body falling on the living room floor.

"Ow Emmett, what the hell?"

I started getting up and Edward came over to help me. I fixed my clothes that were bunched up in some places.

I looked over at Emmett. "Emmett, what was that all about?"

"Sorry. I forgot you were on my lap. I have to check on the brownies."

I rolled my eyes and sat back on the couch. Edward sat next to me and I snuggled with him. He kept feeling me jump, gasp, and hold onto his arm when I would see things like the ghost dragging the character Katie down the hall in the spare bedroom. I heard him chuckle a few times in response to my reaction to the movie.

A little while after that the movie ended.

I turned to Edward and he was admiring me. I smiled at him and gave him a kiss.

"Emmett, are the brownies done?" I didn't have to yell for him to hear me in the kitchen. I knew he heard my just fine.

"Yup, and they're done cooling."

I had a big grin on my face and jumped off the couch. Of course I had to end up tripping over the leg of the coffee table.

"Ouch, damn. Can't I ever walk without hurting myself?" Edward came over again and helped me up. But he didn't put me down. He swooped me up and darted to the kitchen. He put me down so I could sit one of the stools at the counter.

I bit in one. "Wow Emmett. Mad props. This is really good." I continued to savor each bite.

"Thanks. It was more simpler than I thought."

"I have a feeling I'm gonna need more than just one or two. Especially since I haven't eaten all day." I smiled and looked at Edward. I didn't show any teeth when I smiled, just incase I had chocolate in my teeth.

"Why haven't you eaten all day?" Edward asked.

"I was waiting for the brownies to be done. Don't worry, these will make up for it." I winked at him and took another bite.

After I ate two I decided that I'd put "The Hangover" on. While the previews were playing, I poured myself a big glass of milk and took the plate of brownies with me. Edward probably thought I was being a pig.

When I sat next to Edward on the couch he looked at me. "Edward, don't judge me. I don't eat this kind of food a lot and it's so good." I took another bite and a sip of my milk.

"Love, I wasn't judging you. I don't care what you eat. It's just cute how excited you are about them." He let out a little laugh as I smiled.

I started feeling really relaxed and comfortable. I guess a satisfied stomach is the key. Plus having my favorite person in the world next to me contributes to it.

Soon I felt myself laughing at every scene in the movie. I didn't laugh too often so this was a bit strange to me. I even laughed at things I didn't find 100% funny. During some scenes it was the type of humor you'd let out a chuckle but nothing where you are gripping your sides (although other scenes you were doing just that). However, for some reason I found every scene hysterical. What is wrong with me?

Edward looked at me, confused. He seemed happy at me laughing but was confused on the amount I was. After awhile of laughing I got real hungry again. I started eating the brownies once again.

"What's up with me today Edward? I'm full of laughter and the munchies. Weird."

Edward sat back. "Yeah, weird."

He sat there like he was concentrating on something. "What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing really. Just you, love."

I giggled. "You're so cute."

EPOV

Okay something is up. Why is Bella laughing so much? I'm glad to see her laugh but she never does this much or with so much force.

Where is Emmett anyways? I have to break this down. Emmett offered to cook Bella brownies, he's being really nice and calm, he let her pick out the movies, and now he's not watching his favorite comedy while it's playing? Something is up.

Emmett has done something but what, how and when?

"Oh my god, Edward, we so should go to Subway and get one of the foot long hoagies. Yum. So good."

"Bella, when have you been to a Subway? I don't even think there is one around here."

"Ugh, really? That sucks. Do you know anywhere else we can go?"

"How about we stay here and I can make you something? Is there anything in particular you'd like?"

"Mm... oh, how about a cheese quesadilla."

"Um, sure. I'll be back in a few minutes."

"Okay, I'll be here." She gave me a big smile. Again, it seems odd.

I just nodded.

About ten minutes after I came into the kitchen I heard the music go on. It was that new song that I know Bella likes. She isn't one for pop or rap music but she loves that "Like a G-6" song. I thought she was just listening to it but when I walked in I saw her dancing on the coffee table.

"Bella what are you doing?"

"What? I'm just dancing."

"Put your drink down so you don't spill it. What is that anyways? I thought you were drinking milk."

"I was but I finished it. I'm not sure what it is. About 15 minutes ago Emmett gave me this drink. It's good. Nice and cold." She took another gulp.

She continued to dance in her 'own little world,' so to say.

I let her be; let her get the dancing out of her system.

"Oh my god Edward, you have to get up here and dance with me!"

"No Bella, I'm okay, I'm going to go get your food." What is with her?

"Oh, okay. Well, I'll be here."

Before I left she picked up her drink again and took a few swigs. Then she grabbed another brownie. She is still eating the brownies and she wants quesadillas too? She usually doesn't eat like this. Not that I mind her eating it's just the frequency and amount that is throwing me off.

A new song came on. It was that one by that girl, Kesha. I think it's called "We R who we R." It's something like that. I guess Bella thinks it's good for dancing.

As I was walking into the living room, I yelled, "Here Bella, I have your food." I stopped as I saw her stripping. She still had her PJ shorts on but she started taking off her tank top. She got it up to wear you could see the bottom of the cup of her breasts before I put the food down quickly and ran over to her.

I tackled her onto the couch.

"Oh Mr. Cullen, you're being fresh," she commented and then started to giggle.

I got off of her and said, "Lets go Bella."

"Oh, you're quick." She started to pull off her shirt again and this time she pulled more than last time. I saw her full breasts and my eyes got big. Then I came into realization and pulled her shirt back down. I looked around just incase but no one was in the room.

"Bella not here. Not now."

"Oh, okay, wait until we're upstairs? I got ya." And then she winked at me. Oh boy.

"Bella, where is your drink?"

She pointed to the side table. I went over to it and smelled it. There is rum in it. "God damn Emmett!"

Then I took a brownie and broke it in half. I could see little green things inside. That damn Emmett put pot in the brownies. I just wanted to scream.

"Emmett!" I yelled.

"Edward, what is it?" Bella asked.

"Am I taking too long? You want to go upstairs now? I'll go get ready for you." She anxiously ran upstairs to my bedroom.

Emmett must have left to save his ass. I sighed and decided to go upstairs. I opened the door and Bella had gotten naked. I looked at her, she was so beautiful. Although she was naked on my bed, she had fallen asleep. I moved her higher on the bed, pulled down the covers, and covered her up to her neck. I don't need her to be exposing her breasts for everyone to see. I could only imagine if she had while my family was here. She'd never show her face here ever again. Oh my god, I just realized what would have happened if I wasn't here with her. Oh, the possibilities. I couldn't help but chuckle to myself.

Maybe there is something Bella and I could do, to get back at him. I guess I know what I'll be doing through the night. Operation Payback.