Nine Billion Dollar Heist
*Co-authored with Lives in Dreams and TRDancer. They are my better thirds.*
Chapter Six: Girly Cars Spin Edward Right Round
"Edward, have you spontaneously generated a vag and uterus, because this is a total mom car, man."--Emmett
RPOV
When we all returned to our seats out of pity for Emmett we found him looking pretty content, bobbing his head to his iPod touch and drinking Crown Royal.
"How did you get that?" I demanded, standing next to his seat and putting my hand on my hip. This, however, got no reaction out of him, as his eyes were closed and the music was so loud I could hear it... not to mention the fact that he was singing along.
"A little gambling is fun when you're with me, Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun, and baby when it's love if it's not rough it isn't fun..."
I kicked him in the shin, expecting a reaction, but he just took a sip of his alcohol and continued singing the chorus. "Can't read my, can't read my, no he can't read my poker face..."
I yanked the earphone out of his ear, leaned very close, and repeated loudly, "How did you get that?" I pointed at his Crown Royal.
He blinked at me in surprise and glanced down at his drink, then turned down his iPod touch. "I asked for it."
"Emmett, you're not old enough to get alcohol," I hissed, trying to be quiet enough that none of the surrounding business men would hear and report Emmett.
He shrugged. "I know, but they asked, and when I said what I wanted they didn't card me or anything, so I didn't question their intelligence."
I sighed and headed back to my seat. Sometimes Emmett just infuriated me, no matter how much I loved him... and this was one of those moments.
A scratchy voice came over the intercom, announcing that the plane was making it's descent. I buckled up and settled back and waited for it to be over. I could hear Bella squeaking at Edward that she didn't like landings, and him comforting her.
The plane landed and I stayed in my seat, waiting for all the people from the coach class to leave the plane. Once all the business men were gone I got up to get my bags from the overhead compartment. When I turned around again, the other five had all left. 'Well, thanks guys. That's very considerate of you.'
"Do you need any help, Miss?" a steward asked me, laying a hand on my shoulder and obviously eyeing my better assets... or just my ass.
"No, I'm fine, I just need to catch up with my friends," I replied, shaking him off and quickly exiting the plane.
I found Alice standing in front of a row of slot machines in the lobby of the airport. As I walked up to her she scanned them and seemed to decide the one three to her right was better than the rest. She walked up to it and dropped a quarter into it. The little pictures spun, and matched up perfectly, making it ding and a couple bills come out of the slot. Alice pumped her fist in the air and turned to me.
"Did you see that? I totally won!" She waved the money at me. "Fifty dollars!"
"Uh huh. Good job. Thanks for leaving me behind, by the way," I said. Alice's face fell a little bit.
"Aw, Rose, I didn't realize. I thought you were right behind me."
The dejected look on her face made me laugh. "It's okay, Alice. There was a total creeper steward though."
"Ugh, really?"
I nodded.
"Well I'm glad you got away."
"Where did everyone else go?" I asked, looking around the lobby.
Alice glanced around too. "Um, I'm not sure. We all got excited about the casinos and went off... everywhere." She shrugged helplessly. "Emmett may have gone that way... and I'm pretty sure Jasper was going to keep an eye on him... and Edward was going to look at the rental cars and Bella would usually stay with Edward, right?"
"That's a start, I guess. Let's go look for Edward first. If all else fails, we'll probably all head for the rental cars in the end."
We started off in the direction of the rental car agency, weaving our way through the crowds of people. In the distance, I saw a tell tale brunette mop of hair with the blue bow that Alice had forced her to put in it bobbing toward us. I nudged Alice.
"There's Bella," I said, pointing.
Bella pushed her way through the crowd and smacked her hand on my shoulder, gasping for breath.
"Ow," I mumbled.
"Gotta... come... Ed...war... Em..." Bella panted.
"Bella? Are you alright? What's wrong?" Alice panicked.
She shook her head and grabbed us both by the arms and dragged us through the crowd, which parted to make way for us. Bella led us to the part of the rental agency that had a large Volvo symbol on the wall. Edward, Emmett, and Jasper were gathered around a silver car and you could see that they were arguing. As we got closer, I could hear what Emmett was saying.
"Edward, have you spontaneously generated a vag and uterus, because this is a total mom car, man."
"We are renting this car," Edward said.
"C'mon, man, I do not want to be seen driving around Vegas in a mom car," Jasper insisted.
"There's no one in Vegas that you know except us, and we're going to be in the car too," Bella contradicted.
"Exactly," Edward finished. "Anyone else?" No one said anything; we all just stared at him in disbelief. Edward turned to the rental car person. "We'll take this one."
~*~
"So which hotel are we staying at again?" Alice asked, bouncing in her seat. Jasper tried to get her to settle down, but she wasn't having any of it.
"The Bellagio," Edward replied, looking at Bella through his peripheral vision and smiling. I rolled my eyes. It was so tacky of him to pick that hotel just because the name of it had 'Bella' in it, but Bella was eating it up, and I honestly did not care where I slept as long as it was nice... which the Bellagio was.
"Dude, seriously, this car is for old people," Emmett commented, running his fingers down the frame underneath the window.
"I told you, I like it," Edward protested, gritting his teeth.
"How can you like it, man?" Jasper asked, wrinkling his nose. "Like Emmett said, old people."
"It's nice! Fuck you people, I'm going to buy this car," Edward insisted.
"But what about the Vanquish?" Bella asked.
"Oh, you or Rose can have it."
"No thanks, I'm good with my Porsche." I extracted myself from the conversation before I could even become involved. If Edward wanted a Volvo, he could have a Volvo. It wasn't a big deal.
"Don't get me wrong, I love the Vanquish, but I don't really want it. I'd rather watch you drive it... in fact, watching you drive it is what makes it so sexy," Bella mused.
Edward looked thoughtful. "I know what you mean... but even so, I'm going to buy myself this Volvo as well."
"You do that, Eddie-boy," Emmett grumbled.
We pulled up to the Bellagio and exited the Volvo with sighs of relief. Edward threw the keys to the valet and we headed into the hotel to check in.
Each couple had their own suite and each suite was separated by a few other ones, though we were all on the same floor. I waited long enough to get the keys—we all had a key to our own and then to everyone else's suite—and then headed straight up to the suite with my lighter bag that had my comfy clothes in it. When I got up to the room I headed straight for the bathroom to change out of my travelling clothes and into skin tight black sweats and a lime green tank top with dark green stars on it. Comfortable, but not so hideous I couldn't wear them out of the hotel room. I swept my hair up into a wavy ponytail and pinned a flower that's colour matched the stars on the tank top into it.
That done, I took my bag into the separate master bedroom and walked over to the window. I opened the curtains and sighed. The view was absolutely beautiful; I was so glad we had come here, not only for the game, but because it was just plain fun.
I dropped my bag and turned around, taking a few steps and flopping onto the plush bed. I rolled over and hugged a pillow to myself. It smelled pretty damn good; what did these people use to wash their bed sheets and where could I get some?
I lay there hugging the pillow for a long while not even thinking. I think I dozed off, because I was startled straight up when I heard loud music coming from outside the bedroom.
"You spin my head right round, right round, when you go down, when you go down, down."
Flo Rida's voice faded out before I could hear the girl singing back and it repeated again. I lay back down and rolled all the way across the bed, getting up on the other side of it and cracking the door open to peer out. Emmett was standing on the other side holding a daisy and the remote for the surround sound system. When he saw my head poke through the crack he smiled and the music turned down and then turned into silence.
"Is the only music you listen to pervy?" I asked finally, breaking it. Emmett seemed to think about it, and then shrugged, holding the daisy out to me. I took it and smiled a little, glad he'd remembered my favourite flower.
"I guess so." There was another awkward silence. Homosexual baby born, I thought randomly, and then smirked. Emmett looked curious, but didn't ask, instead letting his breath out in a loud whoosh and saying quickly, "Forgive me?"
"Yup," I replied, just as quickly, and then grabbed the collar of his red polo shirt, pulling him into the bedroom and kissing him full out.
~*~
I snuggled into Emmett's side and then decided that, while he was very warm and fun to cuddle with, it was definitely more worth my while to sit back and look at him while he was shirtless. So I did, running my hand down his abs.
"Urgh, don't start that again," he warned me.
"What if I want to?" I asked teasingly. Emmett looked pointedly at the digital alarm clock that glowed red from the bedside table.
"We have to meet the others to plan out what we're doing tonight," he reminded me.
"They can come here," I decided, laying my arm back down and putting my head on top of it, still looking at him.
"Well, in that case...," he rolled over so that he was sitting on top of me, "have I mentioned how much I like this shirt?"
"No, I don't think you have." Emmett's hands ran up my sides, wrinkling the fabric of the shirt.
"I like it a lot," he continued, "but I think it would look a lot better on the floor."
I raised an eyebrow at him. "I thought we weren't starting this again?"
Emmett sighed and rolled off of me again. "You're probably right," he murmured.
Just then, the door to the bedroom slammed open and there stood Alice with Jasper lurking behind her.
"You're late," she accused, her hand on her hip.
"We were coming," I protested, pushing the covers off of me and rolling out of the bed—literally. I landed with a thud and a small cry of pain. Emmett stuck his head over the edge worriedly.
"You okay, babe?"
"I'm fine." His face disappeared and I grabbed the edge of the bed to help myself up, brushing myself off when I was on my feet. Emmett was on the other side pulling a T-shirt out of his bag and I walked around the bed to wait for him. He pulled it over his head and we walked out of the room hand in hand.
I could hear Bella and Edward playing with the HDTV. When we walked into the room they were on CSI: Miami, but before we had even taken another step it had changed to That 70's Show, to House, to Psych, to The Big Bang Theory, to The Office...
"Hey, stop, I wanna watch that!" Emmett yelled, dropping my hand and going to sit on the couch. Edward quickly hit the power button on the remote and shook his head.
"No, dude. We gotta coordinate and everything for tonight," Edward insisted.
I shook my head at their antics and went to sit next to Bella.
"Where did Alice and Jasper go?" I asked curiously.
Bella looked confused. "I thought Alice went to get you guys. By the way, why do you guys get a separate bedroom from the living room? Plus a bar in the foyer and your dining room has more space..." she speculated.
"They did come to get us, but then they disappeared. I don't know why ours is bigger..." I looked around for the first time. The suite was wicked cool, what I could see from this angle, anyways. "Ooh, I like this art," I commented.
"We don't have art, either," Bella mused. "I do like it though."
Emmett looked up from his conversation with Edward. "Our suite is one upgrade higher than theirs," he said. "I wanted us to have the bedroom separate from this." He gestured to the living room and dining room in general.
"Yeah, so that if—no, when—you two broke something he could just pretend it never happened," Jasper cracked.
I spun around to look at him. He was sitting in a chair behind me like he'd been there the whole time, Alice on his knee, giggling.
"Where were you guys?" I demanded.
"Nowhere, nowhere," Alice brushed me off. "Now, let's start with the plans." Her devilishness crept into her voice like it always did when we were planning. She hopped off of Jasper's lap and grabbed herself her own chair.
"Yes, let's," Edward said, drawing the attention to him. He took out a large piece of paper, unfolding it and laying it on the coffee table. I leaned closer to get a better look. It was a blue print map of the Bellagio casino. Edward tapped his pen on the front entrance.
"We will, obviously, enter through here," he began. "Alice will bring up the rear, snapping pictures with her digital camera." Alice grinned. "It will be mostly Bella and Rosalie's job to pose as models just so it doesn't look like Alice is just taking pictures of the building—even though she is. She'll do that all night. We're going to be in the table games room—"
"Where else?" Bella interrupted, teasing. Edward half-smiled.
"Indeed, where else, it is a specialty of ours, isn't it?" Edward commented.
"Yup," I amended.
"Alright, so we all can play some games, doesn't matter which ones. It doesn't matter whether you win or lose, but try to act the part of rich kid who thinks they're going to win but really doesn't know anything," Edward continued.
"Puh-leeze, like I even have to try," I said, flipping my hair over my shoulder. Hmm, I wonder what happened to the elastic...
"Yeah, Rose really doesn't," Alice agreed. I looked at her sharply, but saw the teasing look on her face and smiled. I shouldn't have even thought once, I knew I couldn't even be thought of as dumb unless I was acting.
"Onward ho," Emmett joked.
"Are we going to practice the blackjack table system?" Jasper asked.
Edward leaned back into the couch and crossed his arms. "What do you guys think?"
"We've done it before," I pointed out.
"But not many times," Bella reasoned.
"Maybe we could just do it for an hour or so?" Alice suggested.
I shrugged. "Sure, fine with me. It'll be good to remember for when we really need to do it."
"I agree." Bella nodded, sitting back against the couch as well. Edward put his arm around her.
"Well, Sex Crew, is that all we need to address?" Edward asked. We all burst into fits of laughter except for Edward, since he hadn't caught himself slip up in his wording. "What are you guys laughing at?"
"Dude, you just said Sex Crew!" Jasper choked out through his laughter. Edward looked shocked for a moment, but then he joined in the laugh attack.
We laughed until our sides were split in true Six Crew fashion; just another Six Crew moment for the ages. Just like we thought tonight was going to be.
But tonight would be the night everything would change.
We just didn't know it yet.
Dancer: I actually wrote Sex Crew by accident... and so Edward said it. They thought it was funneh. You thought it was funneh. I thought it was funneh. We all win. Typos = fun.
Please review because they are more fun to read than it is fun to imagine Emmett in the Bellagio Tower Suite playing love songs to me while wearing a red polo which I then take off of him very, very slowly... okay, reviews are not better than this scene that will be featured in TOTH if I ever get around to writing it. :D Only "I" will actually be Rose. Whatever. Small insignificant detail.
Don't get me wrong though. Reviews rock. A lot. So please review. A lot.
Also, this line rocks: "It smelled pretty damn good; what did these people use to wash their bed sheets and where could I get some?" Who else sees the double meaning?
This AN is too long.
Lennixx: Yo, I dun know about you people, but I laughed my posterior end OFF when I read Dancer's line up there about 'It smelled pretty damn good; what did these people use to wash their bed sheets and where can I get some?' HAHAHAHA. *Wipes tears from eyes* Good times, good times…
And you had BETTER get this chap revised and into TOTH, TRDevil mah friend. It would be full of sweet sexin' time between our favourite pervy teddie bear and tenacious awesome-sauce blonde : )
And just to make one small detail known to the greater public, the song mentioned above, 'Right Round'? Awesome song, yes, but listen to the ORIGONAL version by Dead or Alive called 'You Spin Me Round (Like a Record)'. It's awesome, but that might be because I totally love the 80's and anything that came from there. (Though, the music video might scare you…)
Ha! I wonder if that sounded wrong to everyone else.
And, BTW, today is 'Write the Longest AN You Possibly can for a Story Day' Have Fun!
Dreamer: Shouldn't we make it 'Write the Longest REVIEW you possibly can for NBDH day'? Just asking...
Okay yeah, so was I the only one who thought Bella was having a threesome with Eddie and Em? I mean read the line again.
'Gotta... come... Ed...war... Em..." Bella panted.'
Yeah okay, now that I think if it, I think it might just have been me.
Ah yes, TOTH I'm supposed to be writing a scene for that.... But I'll working on it soon.
Okay so if it wasn't for this bad news I would have a short AN but I have bad news so I have a long AN.
Okay so El Lexo here has being spending too much time on her CPU and it has overheated. But it's getting taken to get fixed tomorrow but it could take a week to finish so that could mean no update for about a week and a half, two weeks.
But on the bright side, I've nearly finished school, so that means I can spend all the time in the world updating and writing. :)
So everyone review!! These AN's must have taken up a page or something . . .
