"STRIP POKER." He boomed, laughing loudly. My jaw went slack; I couldn't find the words to object. Emmett bounded to the kitchen and frantically searched the drawers, throwing utensils and various items everywhere. What they needed spatulas and forks for, I'd never know.
"Uhh, what are you looking for?" I managed to breath.
"Cards, duh!" Emmett stated not looking up from his search. Oh boy, how was I going to squirm my way out of this one? "Crap, no cards…." He banged with monstrous fists on the counter top. "Anyone got cards?" He looked over. Everyone shook their heads. I glanced up at Edward for reassurance but he was shaking, as if to hide a laugh. A smile was threatening his pale face.
"Well now what're are we supposed to do?" Rosalie slumped into the cushions.
"WAIT." Emmett ran into his room. Rustling noises, and stuff was being thrown around the room could be heard. He slowly walked down the stairs with something hidden behind his back. A huge grin stretched across his ridiculous face. "I have a back up plan…" He trailed off.
"STRIP MONOPOLY." He called over fits of laughter. I could feel the burn of my skin tingle up my neck to claim it's place on my cheeks. My lungs had deserted me; they left me with no ability to breath. Emmett threw the game triumphantly on the dinner table. Alice, Jasper and Rosalie took their places along the table. Leaving room for Edward and I to sit side by side. Edward pulled me towards to table and held my chair out for me. He gave me a heart-stopping smile before he pulled my chair closer to his. We all looked up to our ringleader, Emmett. He gave me a small wink before turning to the instructions at the bottom of the game. "So here's how we're going to play…" Emmett said throwing money at everyone. "I'm green, Rose you're red, Alice purple, Jasper orange, Blue is Edward, and Bella you are yellow." He flashed a quick smile in my direction as he continued explaining. "So every time you land on a color, whose ever color it is, instead of buying property you buy a piece of their clothing. And the person with the most clothes in the end wins!" Everyone snatched up a play piece, and naturally I was left with the scraps. I had to choose between a wheel thing and an iron. Iron it is. Emmett played with his tiny metal car, Rosalie claimed a thimble, Jasper a tiny train, Alice was musing her shoe, and Edward spun his top hat between his fingers. "Okay, we go in order of youngest to oldest."