Hey, guys! Sorry it took me three days to upload this for you! I was hammering about how to lay out the punishments, and decided the best way is to let them have a own taste of their medicine! This story is also getting to an end in a few chapters... so, review please! Tell me what you would like - next!

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Chapter 15 – The Punishments

Emmett ran away.

He chickened out. Just one look at Esme's murderous face was enough to convince him he would not be accepted in the house for a century. Emmett jumped through the kitchen window, which thankfully he did not break because he had opened it before to throw all the pots and electronic stirrers outside, and practically disappear into the forest. Carlisle and Edward managed to stop Esme from chasing her son.

"Let me go!" Esme snapped. Her husband and son released her. She looked calm enough. You three, clean up! I'm going to take a deep breath,"

Esme stalked away, and nobody followed her. I caught Carlisle's eyes and saw he smiled a little, and suddenly I giggled. I think Esme went to the garage.

"Go on, guys!" urged Alice. "Clean up! She's serious! If you don't clean up when she come back, you're all going to be disowned!"

"How can Esme disown Carlisle when he created her?" asked Jasper as the boys worked around the kitchen.

"Well, Esme had Carlisle's heart. That's all the weapon she needs," Alice smirked. "As do I,"

"Oh, no, Alice!" Jasper groaned. "Why didn't you warn us!"

"I wanted to," Alice admitted. "But I told Esme my vision first. I didn't see the vision until we're shopping in Upper East Side. It's Bella's split decision. I only see the outcomes,"

"Jesus, Bella," said Jasper, who sounded so weird in using the Holy Name. "Next time you have a split decision, don't tell us immediately,"

"Hey! You're the one who get worked up by Emmett's bet!" I protested.

"Jasper, it's not Bella's fault," said Carlisle. Edward was growling. "We all had our mistakes… I am not myself today. I shouldn't let you all get out of hand. Well, now the worse is done we might as well accept it,"

Carlisle looked so sad that we all kept our mouth shut.

"You only have eight more minutes and you have to replace all the broken stuff and food," said Rosalie, looking pointedly at her watch. "I suggest you start running,"

"Alright, Carlisle, you stay here! Jazz, let's go!" Edward yelled, and ran out of the door with Jasper before you could say "Emmett's underpants".

Carlisle picked up a mop to wipe out the disaster, but I quickly walked towards him and said,

"Let me do it, Carlisle," he looked at me with surprise. "I have as much fault in this as any of you. I think you should throw away all the broken stuff and hid them before Esme sees,"

He smiled warmly at me. "Thank you, Bella,"

So I worked as quickly as I could. Alice was pacing in the living room, freezing at some moment when she received further visions. Rosalie was surveying the kitchen to see if we had missed something.

"Thirty seconds," Rosalie warned.

Just in time Edward and Jasper came back with a handful of boxes. There's a new oven, dishwasher, toaster, stirrer, porcelain bowls and about a few bags full of groceries that could keep a family of ten full for a month. They distributed all the goods into the shelves, wiped up any little speak of dust Rosalie spotted, and just about complete everything when Esme returned from the garage.

She took a long time surveying her kitchen, checked every cupboard, electrical appliances and the walls. The dining table had not been removed, but she said nothing. At last, it was a long wait for the vampires (10 minutes), she said,

"Well, boys. You did a well," the Cullens males visibly exhaled. "Now is the time for your punishments," Esme smiled darkly.

"I figured out that after so many types of punishments has been bestowed on you, from whipping, breaking your arms, to separating you from your mates for two years is enough to cure your undying boy passion, now, I abandon the old rules. As you have turned the house upside down by cooking, then your punishment is to cook,"

"What?" said Edward.

"I can't cook," said Carlisle, rather desperately.

Jasper was having a debate with himself whether this was a good punishment or a bad one, as he could actually cook.

"But that's not all. You are all banished to Isle Esme for three months to learn cooking without the help of anyone or the Internet. Plus, you have to EAT every dish that you cook so that you know it's delicious or not," the boys turned white. "We are going to put cameras everywhere to record your every move, now everywhere MEANS everywhere, including the toilets. Now that you, Carlisle, have a three month's holiday from the hospital,"

"I do?" said Carlisle in astonishment.

"And you, Edward, have no Bella as a distraction;"

"You can't do this to me!" Edward exclaimed.

"And you, Jasper, with no more duty to protect Alice for the three months, I am positive you will become a great cooks in the vampire history,"

"What about Emmett," Jasper protested.

"Oh, don't worry," Esme grinned wickedly. "He's going off to exile with you all, too. But, it he break one of my utensils or furniture or the HOUSE my island, one item will cost him one extra week in exile. And for the punishment of breaking my antique table," everyone glanced nervously at the broken table. Esme growled. "Emmett is going to carved an exact table as this one by his own bare hands, instead of always just buying stuffs with the credit cards and Carlisle had to pay up the bills!"

"NO!" Emmett suddenly appeared.

"Yes, Emmett," said Esme. "Do you want me to add extra?"

"NO!" said Emmett, quickly diminished.

"Well," said Esme. "Do any of you rascals wish to add something?"

The four guilty Cullens shook their head remorsefully.

"Wait!" I cried desperately. "I am in fault too! Let me go to Isle Esme too! I can't live without Edward!"

Esme rolled her eyes. "Bella, it's only for three months. Plus, you get to see them all the time in the cameras. Relax, Bella. If I can survive three years without Carlisle, you can survive three months without Edward. Anyway, think of the separation as your punishment too."

I sighed, defeated.

"Alright! You flight will leave in half an hour, so I suggest you start going to the airport," said Esme sweetly. "I am going to send you to Isle Esme personally with Rosalie. If you even have a thought of escaping, beware. I will hunt you down, and you wish you had never been born!"

So the Cullen males are off to exile! Haha! I will conclude the story probably in two chapters... so, review! I am curious if I can reach 100 reviews for this story! Just a sayin' - no pressure!