Disclaimer: No Twilight ownage what so ever
Disclaimer: No Twilight ownage what so ever. Or It's Raining Men.
Author's Note: Just a quickie…
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Emmett walked into the kitchen where the radio was blaring. Rosalie had left it on after her and Esme were done jazzercising.
Not looking for anything in particular, Emmett scampered around the room. Picking things up and throwing them down to make it look like he was doing something.
And suddenly a voice was heard on the radio.
"Next up we have the famous song 'It's Raining Men'…"
Emmett didn't listen to the rest. He had heard the news and he was freaked out. It was raining men.
He ran out of the kitchen to tell someone. All he found was Bella.
"BELLA!" He lunged towards her. "IT'S RAINING MEN!"
"No it's not, Emmett." Bella reassured him.
"I just heard it on the radio! Just look outside!"
They both went to the window just under where Jasper and Edward were practicing pushing the wolf pack over the edge of the roof, just to see what would happen.
"On three." Jasper said, while lining up with Edward. "Three."
They both pushed their respective wolf packers over the edge of the roof.
"Look!" Emmett pointed and right then Jacob fell past the window.
"OH MY GOD! EMMETT! IT'S NOT RAINING MEN! IT'S WORSE! IT'S RAINING SHAPE SHIFTERS!" They both screamed in horror.
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Author's Note: I've got to sleep. Night.