Oops, I kind of forgot to check the status for the last chapter. Oh well. At the moment, the last chapter has been hit 195 times and has 15 reviews. That's makes it the most reviewed chapter in this story so far. Wanna try for higher?

Sorry about the late update. Finals are starting up in school and my computer is shifting to study-mode. Though, don't worry, I'll find time somewhere to update!

Previously:

"I'll kill him!" she yelled.

Note to self – Go to Clark's funeral.

Bella's POV

"I take it this isn't the best of times to join you lovely ladies" Clark grinned.

He jogged up and put both arms around us.

"Better run, Kent" I grinned. "I don't need to use my powers to know that she is livid."

Of course, Clark didn't budge.

"What's the big deal?" Clark asked Alice. "She was lucky it wasn't her neck."

Alice was snarling by now.

"Oh?" I grinned. "Perhaps we should see about that."

"Does your house still have that decked out basement?" he asked me.

When does it not?

"Yup" I popped the 'P'. "Tasha, Jean, Kitty, Scot, and I built it last month. Marcus, Jane, and Felix popped up when we were done and 'tested its safety'" I used air-quotes at the last part.

Clark was cracking up.

"Stole the first run-though, did they?" he asked.

"But, Jane paid me back by helping me prank Aro in Iraq" I told him.

Clark froze for a second. Then, large grin slowly creped across his face.

"You were the evil genius behind the Fart Machine Prank!" Clark snickered.

I nodded and Clark lost it. All eyes were on us while Clark was rolling on the ground, laughing his ass off.

"Emmett will be having kittens when he finds out that it was you" he laughed. "Did Logan find out?"

"He and Hank helped me build it" I told him. "The Professor was just grinning every time we saw him."

"Please tell me you are not turning into Emmett" Alice begged.

"I'm the Ace" I grinned, winking at Clark.

Alice was confused.

"DJ's the King, Dora's the Queen, Hawk the Jack, John's the 10, and Tasha's the Joker. Bella, however, is the Ace-up-the-sleeve" Clark explained with a grin. "She's the one who wins the game."

I'm the idea person who, by the way, was the one to come up with the idea for a Fart Machine. Of course, the people around him didn't exactly know he was vampire so it was even better.

"So, how do you 2 know each other?" she changed the subject.

"Bella was taking some R and R in the forests of Canada. At the time, I had just woken up. I… uh…" he tailed off, scared for his life.

At least he knows when to shut his trap.

"You… what?"Alice growled.

Ooh, should Bella start making funeral plans for poor old Clark? Or, does it turn out that little Bella was able to hold her own against a newborn vamp? Is Alice gonna let him live long enough to make up an excuse for whatever he did or is he a dead man either way?

Review and tell me!

Oh, and I have another story out. It's kind of my 3rd, but I wrote it a long time ago. And, I mean a LONG time ago. Anyway, it's kind of depressing when you only have 32 hits on the entire story and it's been up for a few days. Go ahead and read it, or just click on it so I have more hits.

Don't worry, I have that entire story written out already so updating that one is more than easy. Check it out or I'll take it down!