Disclaimer: The owning of Twilight and me is a no

Disclaimer: The owning of Twilight and me is a no! Or Where's Waldo?

Author's Note: A quick chapter, because I'm too tired to think of anything else….

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Emmett stared intently on his new obsession of this current ten minutes. It was a book. A book simply named, "Where's Waldo?".

Emmett grumbled. He had been on the same page for the past eight minutes; he only had two more minutes before he gave up.

This darn Waldo was hiding somewhere in a sea of red and white. And conveniently, Emmett noted, that Waldo was wearing red and white as well. Emmett vowed that once he located the nerd with the glasses, he was going to destroy him for causing him so much inconvenience.

Jasper had gotten this book nearly a month ago. He had had mad Waldo finding skill, and so he found the little bugger in two minutes tops on each of the twelve pages. Edward was the same way.

The rest of the family also gave the locating Waldo game a try. Alice thought Waldo wasn't fashion forward enough, so she refused to find him. Rosalie hid out for weeks, just so she wouldn't be asked to participate. Carlisle said that he believed if Waldo wants to be found, then we can find him; it's all up to him. Esme kept claiming that some chick on one of the pages was Waldo.

Even Bella and Jacob had sited the menace that was plaguing Emmett's present ten minute lifestyle. Bella actually had laughed at his difficulty with finding Waldo.

One minute left. Emmett's eyes were growing tired of looking intently upon the picture in the book. "Darn it, Waldo! Appear! Appear! What? Do you like Jasper better?" He cried.

"The answer is yes." Jasper sat behind the couch where Emmett sat. He was hidden so that Emmett could not see him. "I love Jasper. He's so cool."

Quietly, there was a whisper from the kitchen about italics, where Bella, Edward and Jacob were chilling.

"Waldo? Is that you?" Emmett stood. "Why can't I find you?" He fell to his knees. "WHERE ARE YOU WALDO?"

"Because I'm far too awesome for you." Jasper replied. "You will never find me. Ha ha!"

"NOOOOOO!" Emmett yet out a yell of pain. "Why must you evade my eyes? You are far too tricky for me! This is a nightmare!"

"I told you. Jasper is so much cooler than you. He's got the hair, the style, the wife, the motorcycle. He's just a amazing guy." Jasper began to ramble on about himself and how kick butt awesome he was.

Thirty seconds left. Emmett was giving in that he would never locate the nerd in the glasses. He had failed. His afterlife meant nothing if he couldn't find anything. He was going to be lonely, horribly lonely. All because of Waldo.

Twenty seconds left.

"Jasper's got a lot of brains. He's so sexy. He's got a sexy wife. Shall I continue?" Jasper asked Emmett.

"Sure…my afterlife is over anyway. I guess Jasper can be better than me at the end of it." He sighed.

Ten seconds left to unearth the mystery on that red hat monster.

The book lay open across the room, which was filled with the sound of Jasper talking about how wonderful he was.

Emmett crawled over to it…Five seconds.

His eyes gazed over the page, not really paying attention. He was thinking about everything he had never done before. He had never square danced, bungee jumped, got lost on a deserted island, got attacked by a rabid chipmunk, told Rosalie that he was actual-

His thoughts were cut off by a certain sight, a man in a red hat carrying a cane. "OH MY GOD!" He jumped up "I found Waldo!"

"Took you long enough to finish the first page." Jasper mumbled.

"I found him! I found him! I found hi-" Zero seconds left. Emmett's eyes caught sight of a shiny mirror on the opposite side of the room. "Oooo…Shiny."

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Author's Note:…