A/N: Hey! I was Feeling generous and decided to give you this early! Enjoy!

Thank you to EmmettCullen'sWifey and Rosalie-Bellatrix-are-awesome for reviewing!

WARNING: This chapter contains some really bad humour from Emmett!

Rosalie POV

Alice said she was up for a trip to Seattle so we got into my car. It was a McLaren MP4-12C. It was sleek and glossy and black. It had dark tint on the windows and tan leather seats.

We made it to Seattle in 20 minutes thanks to my amazing 300mph driving and walked around a bit before heading into Victoria's Secret. Inside the shop was pale lavender. There were racks and racks of clothes, each costing at least four digits.

As soon as we walked in, Alice's face lit up like a child on Christmas morning. I think they should rename the shop Alice's Heaven.

She squealed and started jumping up and down.

"Rose, look!" she squealed.

She tossed a pile of clothes at me and shoved me into the changing room. I sighed as I looked at the sixty different outfits Alice had given me. This was going to be a long day.

2 Hours Later

We were back in the car now, with 18 bags of clothes. Alice had the other 71 delivered to our house.

We pulled up into the garage and parked beside Carlisle's Mercedes. They were home then. Esme must have seen sense and come home early.

When I got inside, I saw large muddy footprints covering the once-pristine white carpet. I sighed. They were Emmett's.

Alice came up behind me.

"Esme is going to yell in 3...2...1..." she counted.

"EMMETT!" Esme's voice could probably be heard 200 miles away.

Emmett was a blur. He ran out the door and jumped over the lake.

"YEAH! YOU BETTER RUN!" Esme yelled.

She straightened her face when she saw us.

"Oh, hi girls!"

There was an awkward moment of silence.

"Awkward turt-"Edward was cut off by Esme giving him a look that said 'shut up or else'.

After an hour or so, Emmett walked into the house looking sheepish.

Alice stopped him before he could take another step.

"Emmett!" She pointed to his shoes. They had left another trail of muddy footprints through the hall.

He groaned. "Not again!"

He threw his shoes out of the window and ran into the bathroom. He came back with a packet of wipes and cleaned up the footprints.

We all sat down in the living room.

"I'm bored!" Emmet whined.

"That's a good idea, Carlisle!" Edward exclaimed. "Let's have a joke telling contest!"

Emmett's face lit up. "Yeah! I'll go first!"

He stood in the centre of the room.

"Last night, I lay in bed looking up at the stars in the sky and I thought to myself, where the heck is the ceiling?"

Nobody laughed.

"Geez! Tough crowd! Ok what about this? Why did the monkey fall out of the tree?
Because it was dead!"

Silence.

"Emmm... Oh! A man and a little boy walk into the woods. The little boy says, 'Ooh, this is scary.'
The man says, 'You think this is scary? I have to walk out alone.'"

Cricket Chirps.

"You wanna hear a dirty joke? A boy fell in a mud puddle! You wanna hear a clean one? He took a bath!"

I decided I should probably rescue him.

"Emmett! Give it up! You're not going to get any of us to laugh!" I said.

He grumbled all the way to our bedroom.

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~Demon Of Love~