I thought I might wrap this up in two chapters and not saying much about the exile… BUT I never knew you guys were keen to know what's going to happen! So, a big thanks to all of you, again, who had so patiently read all the chapters and review each and every one of them! I love you guys so much!

So, to thank you guys, I guess you're still stuck with a few more chapters about the boys who got stuck in Isle Esme for exile….. BEWARE: major vomiting might occur!

Disclaimer: Still do not own Twilight!

Chapter 16 – Boys In Exile Island and Their Pregnancy

Special Chapter: Carlisle's POV

So we flew to Brazil without so much as a warning and were sent to Isle Esme without so much as a kiss from my beloved – now in wraith – wife. I felt depressed. We all felt depressed. Not only we were thousands of miles away from all of our mates, but we had to learn to cook and EAT all that we had cook.

"Now, boys," said my Esme sweetly. "You are now in exile. Cameras are placed in every corner of this house. If you attempt to break them," she glared at Emmett, who covered. "You will be sure to stuck in this island for YEARS, not MONTHS. Am I understood?"

"Yes, mum," the boys chorused.

Esme looked at me. "Yes, mum," I said with my head bowed. Esme smiled in satisfaction.

"You are to learn to cook. Because when you come back, you are going to cook for humans to eat. That's your test and punishment. I realised that performing punishments is not enough. I cannot obtain satisfactory results from your punishments. At least now I am sure I can see some promising improvements,"

She got back into the boat where Rosalie was waiting with a huge smirk, and said,

"Goodbye, boys! See you in three months!" and drove away.

When the boat was well gone, the four of us threw ourselves to the ground and looked up at the dark night.

"What have we gotten ourselves into?" Edward sighed.

"Rose didn't even kiss me goodbye," Emmett muttered.

"How can Alice not tell us!" Jasper groaned.

I said nothing. When the boys are in this mood, it's best to leave them alone.

The waves lapped gently to the shore, and a warm breeze blew past, shaking the coconut trees. I closed my eyes, feeling my tension and pressure eased up.

"Look, boys, we have to do what Esme says," I said. "No use saying we can't. Aren't we the strongest vampire family on Earth? We're the Cullens! We can do it!"

"Yeah!" Emmett cried. "Don't let the girls laugh at us!"

"We'll show them it just cooking!" Jasper punched his hands together.

"We can cook a feast for Bella when we're back," said Edward brightly. "Also the wolves, to show them the vampires can cook up a heaven!"

"Yeah!" we cried, and stood up.

"I'm going to cook an Italian feast!" Edward swore.

"I am going to prepare the best pizza ever!" Emmett said. "And open a shop so no one would ever say Emment can't cook!"

"I will devote my time to be a master in Japanese cuisine!" was Jasper resolution.

"And I, will create the best black pudding and English meal ever!" I vowed. We looked at each other with confident smiles.

"Cullen boys rock!" we put our hands in the middle and slapped five. Then, patting at each other's back, we walked confidently into the house, as if we were going to meet a deadly army and conquer them until all not even a celery stick go unharmed.

Bella's POV

The boys had been in exile for a week now, and though I missed Edward terribly, by spending time watching him cook through the cameras was a real fun too. In fact, it makes me feel better without him by my side.

"Ha ha ha ha ha! Oh, my god! Emmett burned it again! Oh, god! Look, Carlisle is splattered with blood! Oh, my god! This is hilarious!"

I walked into the Cullen's living room, now a headquarter for "The Cullens Surveillance Network". There're about ten televisions, controls and headphones. Everything was sophisticated and arranged in a professional manner, except for Alice who was rolling with laughter on the carpet.

"Hey, Alice!" I walked eagerly forward, and saw, just in time, the pizza base burst into flames.

The next scene was even better. Emmett tried to take the base and throw it to the basin, but he yelled suddenly, and the pizza base fell to the floor.

"I'm on fire! Carlisle, help! I'm on fire!" Emmett ran wildly around the kitchen until he was sprayed by the fire extinguisher by Carlisle, who extinguised the burning pizza base, too.

"Emmett had set himself on fire seven times already! If he keeps on that way, he's going to end up like the Darth Vader," Alice said between fits of giggles.

"Where's Jasper and Edward?" I asked, staring at all ten televisions but saw no signs of the mentioned boys.

"In the toilet, morning sickness!" Rosalie came in, with a huge smirk. I laughed. They refer the boys' vomiting after eating as "morning sickness', which, judging by the times they vomit, it was true.

"Here," Alice clicked something on the controls and two of the TV showed both Edward and Jasper vomiting out the food they had consumed.

"Hahaha!" I laughed. "Oh, god! They looked like they're very pregnant!"

I can't wait to see how they would turn out after the exile: how many fingers must they sacrifice before they bacame master chefs!

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