So... this is REALLY short but I had to write it!
Disclaimer: Don't own Twilight... unsurprisingly...
On with the story! *Does peace sign and smiles...evilly*
Does this make me look fat?
Bangs and crashes echoed throughout the Cullen mansion, keeping in rhythm with Alice Cullen's enraged shrieking. Edward's music was silenced by the defaning noise. He paused halfway through playing 'Esme's favorite' and stared at the living room door where the noise originated.
"I'm sorry, I'M SORRY!" Emmett's voice frantically begged from inside and Edward sighed.
Jasper emerged from the room, looking shaken.
Edward turned to him. "Did Emmett say it again?" He asked sympathetically.
"Yeah..." Jasper exhaled slowly. "He doesn't seem to realise that the only correct answer to Alice's question of: 'does this make me look fat?' is 'no, of course not'."
"Esme's not going to be very happy" Jasper continued. "Alice is throwing all of her fine bone china," he sighed.
Like I said, really short but I just had to post it!