Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or Blue's Clues
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or Blue's Clues.
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Emmett watched intensely as his favorite T.V. show, Blue's Clues, was coming to a close. Just one more clue and Steve had all he needed to succeed in find out what Blue wanted to do.
"A clue, a clue." The children shouted from the T.V.. Emmett began to shout with them.
"A clue, a clue. Look, Edward!" He pointed to the T.V.. "It's the last clue."
"That's nice, Emmett." Edward completely ignored Emmett and went back to making out with Bella as he had been doing prior to being asked a question.
"Ok, it's time for the Thinking Chair!" Steve said merrily, as he danced his way over to the chair. But before the mystery of what Blue wanted to do was solved, something appeared.
"The National Weather Service has issued a severe thunderstorm warning for the following counties…" It began to list names of counties.
"Oh no!" Emmett screamed. "How will I know what Blue wants to do?" The shock was overwhelming him.
"Edward!"
"Yeah." Edward stopped making out with Bella to answer.
"We have to figure out the clues." Emmett was panicking.
"Ask Jasper to help you. I'm busy."
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Five minutes later, Jasper was dressed in a green striped shirt and kakis. Edward was on all fours wearing a random blue dog suit they had laying around. Bella had a white sheet draped over her, so she looked like the bar of talking soap. And Alice, who unfortunately walked down stairs too soon, was wearing a large clock costume.
"Alright everyone. Let's figure out these clues." Emmett handed the group the list of clues he wrote down.
Edward looked at the drawings and identified them all. "A frying pan, a meatball hoagie, and a French vanilla latte."
Jasper looked at the list. "I'm pretty sure, Edward/Blue, wants to beat Emmett with the frying pan. Then give the meatball hoagie to Rosalie as a peace offering for beating her husband with a frying pan. And finally, who cares about the lattee anyway. Beat him with the frying pan!" Jasper pointed at Emmett. Everyone held up random cook wear.
"Umm…Blue skidoo. We can too." And with that he ran.
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