'Hell no we won't go! Hell no we won't go! Hell no we won't-'
Rosalie looked at her husband.
'Emmett…that is so not original, don't you think it's time you gave it up?'
'Why?'
'Well,' smiled Alice, as she turned around to look at them 'it hasn't worked for the past 10 minutes, what make you think it'll keep working?'
Emmett looked back at her.
'Is that a challenge?'
Alice laughed. 'No. You win, by the way'
He gave a crow of laughter, which turned into a whimper when Carlisle walked into the room.
'Hell no we won't go!' he started up again.
Rosalie put her hand over his mouth.
'Thank you Rose' Carlisle smiled at her. 'Now, if there are no more interruptions…despite Emmett's continued protests, we must vacate the premises. The food here is delectable, but it is a vice of ours'
Emmett wrenched his face away from Rosalie.
'Wha?'
'In other words, I don't care what you say Emmett…we all know this is a dangerous place. Humans often come to their death here, and you would have their blood'
'Yeah! It's not hurting anyone! I mean…it's not like I'm hunting them!'
'No…but you're getting hooked on human blood now'
Emmett glared at Carlisle, then an ingenious plan formed in his brain.
After a good long battle with words, Emmett found himself on a ridge of the mountainous area they were living at.
'AAAAAAAAARGH!'
There was a thud. Emmett leaned his head outside of the cover he was under, to see a middle-aged man lying, unconscious. He gave a small sigh.
'Sorry, man'
Sorry for the long break I took! R&R!