Hey! Okay it turns out the internet is working pretty good today so guess what? I'm gonna update!!! (Cheers) lol. What wouldn't I do for all you wonderful readers and reviewers? Although this may be a bit of fluff…but hopefully it is good fluff! Right?
And a special thanks to Emmelie Cullen for everything. This chapter is dedicated to you!!!
I don't own Twilight…sadly.
Rose
Time was starting to pass quicker after New Years. Emalie and Wesley were growing faster it seems but of course that wasn't bad. They were still growing a bit slower than the average human Carlisle had mentioned but at least faster than before. He predicts that I will be due around late July and I couldn't wait. But that would mean I would have to wait for another seven months or so. But I could be patient. Or at least I would try.
After the Christmas episode, Carlisle had come home and confirmed that I had gotten a broken rib but it was mostly healed already. Edward had informed me that Wesley had been sorry for what he did but it wasn't his fault. And at least it never happened again because they finally had more room.
I also realized that it seemed that everyone had forgotten about the Sam incident. I sure hadn't though and I doubt that Emmett did either. But I couldn't help but wonder if he was really going to carry out that threat or if maybe Jacob had maybe talked him out of it. I knew that I disliked him but I couldn't help but think of him almost as a brother because he hangs around here so often. And even though we weren't close I really hoped he had talked Sam out of it.
But as the days flew by, the film for our camera did also. The scrapbook from Bella was coming into use now. It seems that wherever I was almost, someone was there with me snapping pictures. Bella had technically gotten two scrap books, one for my pregnancy and one for the kids after I popped. I was so excited.
"Oh, I like this one," Alice exclaimed as we were looking through some of the pictures we had gotten developed already. We were at the kitchen table as we starting to put things into the book and of course Jasper was hovering over us with a video camera. But we weren't paying him any mind because frankly, I had gotten use to it.
"Me too," I said to Alice who was holding up a picture of Emmett speaking to my stomach. I hadn't even realized that they had taken that picture.
"Let's put it here with this ribbon," I murmured and I handed it to her and she nodded enthusiastically. I had always been in to scrap booking. I had one from my human life that I had swiped from my house a little bit after I was changed. And I had about five from then until now many about our weddings. I had even bought another one secretly for the wedding that was to take place after the babies were born. No one knew about it yet except Edward who I assumed and hoped he hadn't told anyone.
"Hey Jazz, Alice, Rosie, Emalie, and Wesley." I heard Emmett's sweet voice ring out as he entered the room with a cup. He had been hunting with Carlisle and I assumed the cup was filled with blood he had brought back for me. After Christmas I had started craving blood in addition to human food. But the insisted I wasn't fit to hunt thus the sippy cup was used. Or at least that's what I called it even though it was a simple cup with a straw.
"Here," Emmett said as he took a seat next to me and handed me the cup along with something else which I soon figured out was a bowl of spaghetti. My latest craving.
"Yay, thank you!" I said as I took them from him and leaned to kiss him chastely on his cheek before digging in.
"Ew, that looks disgusting Rose," I heard Jaspers voice and I rolled my eyes as I turned to look at him.
"Then don't look at it." I replied coolly and I heard Alice and Emmett quietly chuckling.
"Hmph, was all I got back and I turned around to take a sip of the blood. It was elk, I could tell.
I turned to Emmett only to see him staring intently at my spaghetti and I stopped chewing.
"Emmett?" I asked questioningly.
"Hmm?"
"Did, you want some?" I asked, confused as to why he was looking at it that way so I held the fork up.
He backed away from me as he shook his head frantically and I laughed.
"No." He replied but I had moved closer and was pushing the fork full of spaghetti towards his mouth.
"Aw come on Emmy. Open up," I cooed as but he kept his mouth shut as he kept moving backwards until he hit the counter. I was close enough but it happened to fast. Just as I was about to jam the fork into his mouth with my vampire speed, he turned his head just as quick so I got spaghetti sauce and spaghetti smeared across his whole cheek.
He turned back to me, his eyes wide and his mouth slightly open and I was sure that my face held the same expression. That is until I burst into laughter but he wasn't laughing with me.
No, he was smiling sweetly at me now and I slowly stopped laughing to look at him in confusion.
"I love you Rose." He said a bit too sweetly as he scooted closer to me. As he said this, he reached up to cup my cheek, but instead of his cold hand on my skin, I felt a warm mushy substance. It took me a second to realize what he had done before he slowly pulled his had away and smiled wickedly at me.
"Two can play at that game Rose," He said and I smiled back at him.
"Game on," I said as I dipped my hand into the bowl at the same time he did. The next thing I knew we both covered in spaghetti sauce with the noodles hanging in our hair and the bowl sitting on the table, empty of its earlier contents.
"I got that all on tape!" Jasper announced proudly and that's when I remembered that we weren't the only two in the room. I turned around slowly to find Alice sprawled out on the table on top of the scrap book supplies as she shook with laughter. "Emalie and Wesley are going to love this!" He added and I laughed. They would.
"What are you doing Alice?" Emmett asked her curiously as he picked pieces of spaghetti from his hair.
"I was protecting the scrapbook from your spaghetti war," She stated and I giggled.
The camera was constantly used over the next few weeks and my scrap book was starting to fill up. And they would even occasionally pull out the video camera to try and catch 'quality moments' as they called them like the spaghetti war.
Take today for example.
"Rose, are you sure that's what we do next?" Emmett asked me confusedly. This was our first attempt at making human food so we could give Esme a rest but it wasn't working out so well.
"Yes I'm sure, now could you hand me the flower please?" I asked him and he just nodded slowly and handed me the bag.
I took it from him and opened it up before turning back to cake pan. I was sure the instructions had said to coat the pan in flour. And didn't coat mean to put a lot?
So I turned the bag to pour a good amount out but instead all of it came spilling out in a heap of white powder. But it caused a large cloud of powder to erupt around me and Emmett.
"Jeez Rosalie, what did you do?" He asked as he waved his hands in the air as he tried to clear his vision. I did the same as I replied.
"I just poured some flour into the pan like it said to." I replied honestly as the cloud started to clear away o reveal Emmett's face.
"Some?!"
"…..Yes…." I said slowly as he rolled his eyes.
"Oh and you could do so much better." I said sarcastically as I placed both of my hands on my hips and looked at his flour covered face. His dark hair was a weird gray color and his gray shirt was white with all the flour also. I was sure I looked similar though.
"Yes, I can," He said as he took the box from me and read the next step. He nodded once to himself before grabbing an egg from the carton and turning to the mixing bowl.
He tapped the egg gently on the edge of the messy counter. But apparently it wasn't gently enough.
The egg cracked violently and the yolk fell to the floor in a small puddle mixed with the flour.
"Hm," He grunted and I smirked at him. "I was showing you what not to do. Now it's the real thing so watch and learn Rosie-pie." He said sweetly as he took another egg.
He repeated the process but again the egg cracked and fell to floor by our feet. He tried about three more times but failed miserably each on each one. I could tell he was cursing his vampire strength by now as I decided to take a try this time.
"I'll show you how it's done Emmy-bear." I said, emphasizing his nick name as I took an egg from the half empty carton.
I held it in my hand for a minute before softly knocking it against the counter but it just cracked onto the tile like his did. Stupid fragile eggs, I cursed in my head as I tried a second time.
"Fine," I finally gave in and crossed my arms stubbornly before smiling at the mess we had made.
"I give up." He said and I nodded in agreement as I took a step closer to him but I felt my foot slip out from under me. I had stepped on all of the yolks we had cracked. Smart Rosalie, I sarcastically applauded myself.
I grabbed onto Emmett's arm as I fell, hoping to steady myself but I only ended up pulling him down with me. We fell onto the tile floor with a loud crash and I moaned. Not in pain but the fact that I was laying next to Emmett in egg yolk.
"Don't. Say anything." I commanded Emmett and he chuckled because I knew he was about to crack some smart comment.
"This is disgusting," I heard him say instead and I silently agreed.
"Mommy, why are Auntie Rose and Uncle Emmett laying in the eggs? And why are they covered in flower?" I heard Renesmee's light voice from the entrance to the kitchen and we froze and sat up slowly.
"Bella?" Emmett asked as she laughed and looked over from behind the video camera she was holding.
"Yes?" She asked through her laughter. Emmett slowly stood up and stepped out of the egg as he held his hand down to me. I grasped it and he pulled me up as we looked towards Bella and Nessie.
"Very Nice guys. You should make a movie, like….. 'Home cooking with Rosalie and Emmett'" She exclaimed and I just glared playfully at her.
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