Dear people, I'm so sorry! There's has been some problem with the internet.. I posted chapter 11 yesterday but it didn't work. So, here am I posting both Chapter 11 and 12 together for you

Oh, yeah, prepare to be surprise.

Disclaimer: No I don't own Twilight.

Chapter 12 – The Last Sweet Bet

Ohhhhhhhh!

I can't believe what I'm eating! I can't believe what I'm thinking! I can't believe that Jasper made this. Jasper, an ex-Confederate major, an almost 200 year old vampire, a guy, actually made this kind of food.

I believe I am crazy for saying this but… Jasper's sushi were actually good.

I took another piece, and chew it carefully. Mmmmmm! With the green thing, wasabi, it kind of enhance the taste. The salted pork is actually quite nice. This is really good.

Jasper suddenly jumped up and said, "Yes!" We all turned to look at him. I smiled. He must've read my emotions to know that I like his dish. I nodded and clapped.

"NO!" Emmett cried, apparently thinking along the same line as me. "NO! Jasper can't have won! HE doesn't even have salmon on his sushi!"

"Dude," said Jasper euphorically. It made me giddy, too. "One doesn't use only salmon for sushi,"

"And one doesn't normally put salmon on pizza, Emmett," I said. "Alright! You guys know my decision! Jasper won, fair and square. This sushi is amazing!"

Then Jasper did something he had never did before: he pulled me up and gave me a crushing hug. He looked at me with bright happy golden eyes and said, "Thank you, Bella!" and even kissed my cheeks.

"Aw, Jasper," I said, embarrassed. "It's nothing. You won, fair and square,"

Jasper smiled and gave me another hug. Carlisle and Edward were clapping and patting Jasper on the back. Everyone was happy for Jasper.

I yawned. "Alright. I'm really tired. So pay up you guys, twenty thousand dollars,"

Emmett snarled and slammed his fist on the table.

There was a crack.

"Holy shit," swore Emmett.

"And a new table for Esme," I said faintly.

"Here, Bella," said Jasper, handing me a check. There it was, in black and white, USD $ 20,000. "It's from Emmett and I. Thank you for being such a great judge!"

"Why are you paying for Emmett?" I asked, tucking the check in my pocket, while my head was screaming, You've got TWENTY THOUSAND BUCKS. TWENTY THOUSAND. TWENTY FREAKING THOUSAND.

"Oh, I'm not," said Jasper with a smirk. "It's all from Emmett. You see, we had another bet. We bet that the one lost is going to pay the twenty thousand,"

I shrugged. Though that was not the initial deal, but I was too tired and too happy to care. I got the twenty thousand dollars. That's all matter.

"NO!" screamed Emmett. He jumped in front of Jasper, and said,

"One last bet. You, me, dessert for Bella,"

"Em, you've already have twelve bet with Jasper in this cooking bet alone," said Edward.

"So what? Thirteen is a great number," said Emmett.

"Thirteen is an evil number, Em. Remember always when we reached the thirteen bet in a game, we get spanked off by Esme? Dude, I am so not betting this with you. Oh, yeah, so now you're getting me a British castle filled with Chanel clothes, an island next to Isle Esme, four new sports car and you're going to dress up as Santa Claus while persuade Rosalie she's Mrs. Claus," said Jasper. "Merry Christmas!"

"Argh!" screamed Emmett and he lunged at Jasper. They're about to have a serious fight and breaking Esme's antique dining table when I screamed,

"All right! All right! Emmett, you get your bet! You and Jasper are going to prepare me a dessert! And the one who lose is going to give me a house next to this one, filled with books!"

Emmett smiled.
"I'm in," then he threw his frightening glance that could kill a bear in a shoot to Jasper. "You, Major Jasper Whitlock?"

Jasper smartened his shirt. "I'm in,"

"Ok," I said rapidly. "You and Jasper are going to prepare a wafer with ice-cream in ten minutes flat. You'll have to make the wafer yourself but you can buy the ice-cream. Starting, now!"

Review please if you like! Chapter 13 tomorrow.. and you know 13 is an unlucky number...