So here am I, finally presenting chapter 21. This story is getting out of hand! From cooking to madness... oh, god. Sometimes I really wondered how did it expand like that!
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Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT OR ANY OF THE TAYLOR SWIFT'S SONGS. I HEREBY ALSO STATES ANY JOKES CONCERNING PRINCE WILLIAM, KATE MIDDLETON AND TAYLOR SWIFT ARE PURELY FOR THE HUMOR OF THE STORY. DON'T SUE ME! :)
Chapter 21 - Roller Coaster Ride
Special Chapter: JASPER's POV
He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only reason that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing don't know why I do...
"SHUT UP, EMMETT!" I yelled.
I can't take this anymore. I'm going crazy. Damn Emmett! He had been singing Taylor Swift's songs ALL WEEK. So what if the Prince William got married! Who cares? Monarchy sucks! Now, if some good general that had led a battalion of twenty-thousand -
"Jasper. Stop it!" Edward yelled from the toilet.
I shook my head to clear them, and clenched my hands into tight fists. The temptation of unplugging the TV, players, microphones and electronic guitar and throw them into the ocean bed with Emmett tied down at the end was too great. A snarl escaped me. If it was not for Esme...
Yes, I, ex-Major of the Civil War, Jasper Whitlock Hale Cullen was exile. It was such a shame. But I knew I was in the wrong, and I took up my punishments manly. Unlike Emmett, who was almost begging on the plane from Forks to Rio de Janeiro not to be sent here for exile. But this - this Emmett let-my-heart-out Taylor Swift karaoke marathon was too much. It wasn't on the punishment list that Esme had given to me. I am going to kill something.
OH, THE TEARDROPS ON MY GUITAR!
PRINCE WILLIAM! WHY!
"That's it," I snarled under my breath. I stormed into the kitchen, a strategic plan already formed in my mind. To my surprise, Carlisle was in the kitchen, but he wasn't cooking.
"Carlisle, what are you doing?" I asked in astonishment, momentarily forgot what I was here for.
"Stuffing my ears. I can't take Emmett's singing anymore," Carlisle said as he took out a huge wad of cotton and stuffed it in his left ear. I looked as he managed to put the whole entire wad into his ear. What an amazing achievement. I'm sure I couldn't even stuff half of the cotton.
"Does it works?" I asked eagerly.
"Kinda," said Carlisle, stuffing some more cotton vigorously again. He must've used the entire supply. The cotton was sent along with the shipment of food that arrived yesterday. I guess Alice saw that we needed it. "What're you doing?"
If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see?
YOU BELONG WITH ME!
"I'm going to shut Emmett up," I said through clenched teeth, and began to take out food supply.
Rice. Seaweed. Salted pork. Yes, come to papa, baby! Jasper's Civil War sushi is on the call!
"By what means?" Carlisle asked. He looked ridiculous with bits of white fluff coming out from his ears. And obviously, the cotton sin't doing their purpose. Carlisle could still hear me.
"By gluing his mouth together," I said with an evil smile, even to myself.
"Wicked!" Carlisle nodded appreciatively. Oh, yes. This vampire is mad.
"What's Edward doing?" I asked as I got the rice ready on boil.
"He's trying to shut off the noise by submerging himself in the bath tube," said Carlisle, watching me chopping up cucumbers and carrots.
"Does it work?" I asked eagerly again.
YOU BELONG WITH ME-EEE!
HAVE YOU EVER THOUGHT JUST MAYBEEEEEEEEE
YOU BELONG WITH MEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
YOU BEEEEEEEEEELONG WITH MEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
"SHUT UP EMMETT!" Edward yelled. There's was a great splash of water and Edward came into the kitchen.
"Carlisle, could you just shut Emmett up?" Edward begged.
Carlisle sighed. "I tried, but he just yelled in my ears that I love Taylor Swift too, so I shouldn't judge,"
If Carlisle could blush, he'd be steaming right now.
"He's mad!" I cried. "Every heterosexual man likes Taylor Swift. But he's in love with that prince! Gosh, he's crazy,"
"So what's you plan, Jazz?" asked Edward.
The rice cooker beeped and I began to roll my sushi. I laid down all the food, and put a jar or something special next to the wasabi.
"Rhinoceros glue," Edward read. "What happened to good old elephat glue?"
"Not strong enough," I said in grim satisfaction. "Alice is a good wife and brilliant sister,"
Carlisle, Edward and I looked at each other in grim understanding.
"Orders understood?" I said.
"Yes, sir!" they saluted.
When I finished wrapping up my Special Emmett Sushi, I nodded confidently to my comrade-in-arms. This is a man-eat-man world, baby, and don't ever sing Taylor Swift songs as a provocation. You might ended up worse than La Carlotta having a toad voice.
BELLA'S POV
"Ready, aim, FIRE!"
We looked at the TV in silent disbelief.
Edward climbed up to Emmett's back and forced his mouth opened while Carlisle and Jasper aimed sushi at Emmett's mouth.
"Chew, Emmett! Chew it like you have Kate Middleton between your vampire teeth!" Jasper yelled. He looked at Emmett with ferocious intensity that represented a mad man.
I can't really blame them after what they've been through.
Emmett chewed passionately. He really looked like a vampire, growling and throwing up his head. But as he chew harder and harder his jaws was stuck together until it couldn't be opened at all.
"Wuchoduntommmmmh?" Emmett screamed through his stuck jaws.
"We stuck you jaw together!" cried Jasper hysterically. "Thanks Alice!"
Alice was laughing so hard she was on the ground.
"Veevmmon! Gaghhoommuhhaaw!" Emmett struggled.
"What's he saying, Edward?" Carlisle asked.
"He's saying that he got venow in his mouth and it won't work," said Edward. "You're wrong, man!" said Edward gleefully. "This is a special concocted Rhinoceros glue for vampire! Hahahaha! You're going to be mute for a week!"
Carlisle, Jasper and Edward whooped and took off their shirt and pants as they ran out of the house and dive into the sea, their naked bodies glittering almost blindingly under the bright sunlight. Emmett was chasing them, he kept chewing furiously but the glue became stickier.
Even I had to laugh. This was getting crazier and crazier! I have doubts that the boys are ever going to survive this exile.
Next to me, Rosalie threw a dart at a new picture next to Kate Middleton's. It was Taylor Swift.
"Give me some," said Esme, and Rosalie handed Esme some darts too. In short five seconds Taylor Swift's face was completely covered in darts.
"The best is yet to come," sang Alice, who grinned wickedly at me.
I stared at her, horror-struck.
Alice looked pointedly to the TV, and I saw Edward came up from the beach, shaking the lustrous copper hair and running like a god around the beach as Emmet chased him.
Oh. My. God.
YAY! Three done, EDWARD to go! How crazy will you think he'll be? HAHAHAHA!
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