In answer to several reviews-- Yes, Miss Love is my own character. In fact, seeing as my (real) last name is the same as hers, she could be called a kind of own character. Yep. I'm an english geek, too.

You asked! You did! You can't say that you didn't have this coming... It is really stupid. Just so you know.

This is, in fact, based on a real conversation between my lovely friend Beth and I. She'll probably never read this, but what the heck?

Date: 4th February

Character: Emmett

Stimulus: Orange

Dedication: Beth, who looked astounded by the fact that not all oranges are, indeed, orange. Love you!!

"Jazz?"

Jasper Hale looked up at his brother, traces of exasperation already evident on his scarred face.

"Yes, Emmett?"

"Why is an orange called an orange?"

Jasper looked a little confused already, wondering exactly why Emmett, who could never eat an orange, wanted to know such an absurd fact.

"Because it is orange?" The statement came out as a question—Jasper wasn't exactly sure what his brother meant to achieve with this.

"Alright, I suppose that's fair enough—but then, wouldn't it make more sense to give it another name? Or, then, to call an apple a red, and grapes greens, and a banana a yellow? Why should an orange be singled out in such a way? And why isn't a Mango called an orange, too? Why should an orange hog orange? What about Persimmons? They're orange! And so are Pumpkins! And Peaches! It's just not fair!"

Jasper was quiet for a moment, processing this. Finally, he glanced back towards Emmett.

"Emmett, you do know that there are such things as red oranges too, don't you? And yellow ones?"

If it were possible, Emmett looked like he might cry.