Stephenie Meyer & Tomoko Hayakawa. Thanks for your work.

Not so much fluff, but I added a new character (about time this character came along).

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"I totally made out with Rosalie Hale," Emmett said smugly as he sat in the car and was waiting anxiously for his formal meeting with Rosalie Hale.

"No, Rosalie Hale would not go to that brawl club, she's home educated, and I doubt they'd teach her how to kiss," Jasper said strongly.

"I swear on this car that it was Rosalie Hale," Emmett said as Carlisle was driving it. The car suddenly stopped running as it turned into the driveway. Emmett's eyes widened and Jasper's smug smile widened. Emmett got out of the car and started pushing the car. Jasper winked at Carlisle who stayed in the driver's seat.

"You jinxed the car Emmett," Jasper said whilst pushing the car.

"Yeah, right. I change my mind. I don't swear on the car, if the car starts again then it wasn't Rosalie Hale," Emmett said. The engine roared into life.

"You win," Emmett grumbled as he got into the car and Carlisle drove to the garage. Emmett stormed out of the car to his room.

"If you ever tell him I took the keys out of the ignition I will kill you Jasper," Carlisle said quietly.

"Sure," Jasper said with a small smile. His face was covered by a mask as soon as Emmett walked in with two shirts.

"The blue one or the black one?"

Jasper groaned.

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"Carlisle!"

Carlisle turned around and stared at Bella's door. He swore he heard Edward yell at him from inside Bella's room.

"How do you know it's me?"

"Only you hum 'Ghostbusters' when you've done something that makes you nervous," Edward yelled through the door.

"Well, what you yelling at me for?" Carlisle shouted back, walking closer to the door.

"I can't open the door," Edward yelled. Carlisle raised an eyebrow.

"What do you mean? You get your hand on the doorknob and twist," Carlisle shouted. He heard a shrill laugh that suspiciously belonged to Bella.

"Haha, stop being a wise ass. The lock broke. I've been locked in here since you left and you've come back this morning, which is really unnecessary!" Edward yelled.

"Really? So what you and Bella been up to in that room, huh?" Carlisle asked with a grin. He heard a scoff.

"I've watched four Saw movies and I know how to straight up murder your ass if you don't get a locksmith here in half an hour," Edward threatened. Carlisle grinned wider.

"Locksmiths don't work on Sundays," Carlisle said.

"WHAT?"

Carlisle walked away, grinning.

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"Emmett, stop worrying. Rosalie Hale will love you, just pour some playboy charm on her and she'll be eating out the palm of your hand in no time," Carlisle said as he parked near the restaurant.

"Ok. Carlisle, come in with me," Emmett asked.

"No, it's just you and Rosalie," Carlisle said quickly.

"And my dad! Please?"

Carlisle couldn't resist. Emmett was just incomplete. He wasn't the person that Carlisle thought he could break if he didn't agree. Carlisle groaned as he removed his seatbelt and got out of the car. Emmett grinned. They walked into the restaurant together. They saw Emmett's dad by the window along with two other girls.

"Emmett nodded his head towards his father and moved towards that table. Luckily, it was set for 6 so Carlisle could join the table easily.

"I can't believe you brought Carlisle," Emmett's dad hissed.

"Dad, Carlisle's a friend for support, show some manners," Emmett hissed back. His dad raised an eyebrow but was interrupted by the arrival of Rosalie Hale and a friend.

"Hello, Mr. McCarthy, I brought a friend, I hope you don't mind," Rosalie said quietly. Emmett coughed into a napkin and looked at his dad. He looked at Rosalie and recognised her from the club. Emmett stared suggestively at Carlisle and mouthed, "It's her!"

Carlisle looked at Rosalie and his eyes widened. It was the girl from the club, and another girl. The other girl was very pretty with caramel coloured hair and had dark blue and almost violet eyes. She blushed when she noticed that Carlisle was staring at her.

"This is my friend, Esme Platt, we do ballet together," Rosalie introduced. Esme blushed a deeper scarlet and mumbled a shy "Hello."

"This is my friend, Carlisle Cullen. We live together, well lodge because we don't own the house we live in," Emmett said.

"I know," Rosalie said whilst smiling.

"You two act as if you know each other already," Emmett's dad said with a cheesy grin. Emmett rolled his eyes.

"Well, I can't help but flirt with a girl. I think it's in the genes because you flirted a lot too, didn't you dad?"

David McCarthy blanched and a vein protruded in his forehead in anger.

Carlisle and Esme were staring at each other in wonder. Carlisle had never met a girl that had entranced him so much before. Her violet eyes looked at him quickly but she removed her gaze, but she soon looked at Carlisle again.

"Carlisle, what do you want to eat?"

"Er. Spaghetti Bolognaise, please," Carlisle said quickly barely looking at the menu. He looked back up and Esme was still looking at him.

"And would you like a spaghetti bolognaise as well, miss?" the waiter asked Esme. Esme laughed.

"I'm vegetarian."

It was the first sentence that was full of confidence.

"Sorry," the waiter said, but he didn't looked sorry. Esme raised an eyebrow but said, "Mushroom ravioli."

Rosalie and Emmett were staring at each other as if they were communicating underneath the table.

"So, Rosalie. What do you like to do?" Emmett asked. Rosalie smiled in response.

"Well, I've always had education in music, art, history, literature, languages and forms of dancing," Rosalie sighed. Emmett's eyebrows shot up.

"I've always had an interest in mechanics," Rosalie concluded whilst taking a sip of water.

"Mechanics?" Emmett said interestedly.

"In my spare time I like to collect parts and improve a car," Rosalie said softly. Esme and Rosalie looked at each other and laughed.

"What's so funny?" Carlisle asked, desperate to be in the conversation.

"Rosalie once modified a car which broke down, and she didn't understand why it broke down, and it was because that she had forgotten to put the gas tank back on the car, so the car had limited gas."

"What about the electric car which didn't have enough electricity?" Rosalie said with a smile.

"That's impressive."

"So what do you like, Emmett?" Rosalie asked.

"Cars. I can't do much else. Well, I have a license to flirt," Emmett replied. There was a cough which came from David McCarthy's mouth.

"I think I should go," he said. No one objected. They were all having too much fun.

"What do you like, Esme?" Carlisle asked subtly.

"Dancing, but I love art and designing," she replied thoughtfully.

"Wow. Carlisle loves drawing," Emmett said. Carlisle blushed.

"It's nothing, really," Carlisle said.

"I don't think it is," Esme smiled. Carlisle stared at her in awe. Emmett and Rosalie were getting along like a pie in an oven.

Emmett really liked Rosalie Hale.

Carlisle didn't realise it, but he really liked Esme Platt.

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