Rob's My Last Yummy Birthday Tot
~O.O.O~
7
"I did nothing," I shout, holding my hands up in innocence. She glares at me as she slowly releases my poor, defensless shaft.
"You better not have. I know where you sleep...I mean don't sleep," she snarls before she backs into our massive closet. I watch her fine ass sway before I'm pulled from my booty-induced coma by the ping of my cell phone.
"What?" I growl instead of hello.
"Austin, we have a problem," Emmett whispers. I palm my forehead at his stupidity.
"It's Houston, not Austin, you fucking idiot!" I bark. Bella pops her head out of the closet and gives me a confused look. I cover the mouthpiece and hold up the phone. "It's Emmett. He thought Jane Austin was in the Adams Family. I told him it was Jane Huston."
"You're both fucking idiots. It was Angelica Huston." She wrinkles her eyebrows at me before she heads into the land of lost clothing once more.
Phew...that was close.
"What's the problem?" I sigh, ready for this day to just be over.
"White's delivered the wrong cake. Instead of it being an elegant butterfly or some shit, its those freaky animated Angry Birds."
"So call them back and make them fix it! Lord knows we're paying them enough." I swear, sometimes you have to spoonfeed Emmett everything.
"Consider it done, man."
I hang up, still trying to figure out how to get all of Bella's friends to the field.
Thankfully, my reprieve comes in the form of another phone call.
"Hello, Aro."
A/N: Shit's about to get crazy. We thought you should know.