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*episode thirteen*
*Annoying Ungratefulness*
Rosalie’s P.O.V:
*thinking*
When Life Gives te Lemons.
te baciare your boyfriend.
When Life gives Bella Lemons.
She hides them from Charlie.
When Life gives Alice Lemons.
She bugs the heck out of me…and Emmett.
*done thinking*
Alice: *Lying on the divano with a cup of red liquid beside her* ROSALIE!!!!!
Rosalie: *sighs and walks out from the cucina to her* Yes, Alice?
Alice: *shakes the cup* più blood?
Rosalie: *bites her tongue* Of course. *snatches cup out of hand and takes into the kitchen*
*in the cucina with Rosalie, Emmett, and Esme*
Esme: Hello dear.
Rosalie: *through gritted teeth* Hi.
Esme: What’s wrong?
Rosalie: Alice is being a priss. She asks for everything. It’s like she can’t do any of it herself! She’s only a mese pregnant for god’s sakes!
Esme: Ahh…the pregnancy priss stage! Yeah, been through that.
Alice: *from the couch* ROSALIE! WHERE THE HECK IS MY BLOOD?
Rosalie: *sighs and fills up the cup* I’ll be right there.
Esme: *smiles* I’ll take over after Bella’s pop-tart is finished, hon.
Rosalie: *smiles thankfully* Thanks, I think I need to hunt.
Esme: No problem. I’ll be right there then.
Rosalie: *takes blood to Alice* Here.
Alice: Thanks.
Rosalie: *begins to leave*
Alice: Wait! Where are te going?
Rosalie: I get off for a while.
Alice: That’s not fair. Today’s your giorno to watch me.
Rosalie: *getting angry* It’s fair, Alice.
Alice: *sets cup on the coffee table* actually it’s not. I have to sit here with someone. And today is your day, Rosalie.
Rosalie: *walks up to her* Alice, my eyes. *Rosalie’s eyes are a deep deep black*
Alice: So? Your eyes are black. That happens. Chill.
Rosalie: How about te chill and get yourself the crap te want, Alice?
Alice: Uh, I’m pregnant.
Rosalie: And I’m out of control.
Alice: Whatever, slut.
Rosalie: What did te call me?
Alice: Nothing. *mutters* slut.
Rosalie: *rolls eyes* that’s what I thought. *walks out of room*
*in the kitchen…she is talking to Esme*
Rosalie: Don’t help her. She’ll call te a slut. She needs to get her own crap for herself. But, whatever. Bye. *goes outside*
--Jasper’s P.O.V--:
*thinking*
11:57
11:58
11:59
12:00…time to baby-sit…
Alice.
*done thinking*
Jasper: *walks downstairs* Hi Ali!
Alice: *sipping blood out of a cup* ciao babe. How are you?
Jasper: Okay. How are you?
Alice: Alright…it’s just Rosalie’s being ungrateful and selfish and she thinks everything’s about HER. It’s my turn now.
Jasper: What did she do now?
Emmett: *walks out from kitchen* She had to go hunting.
Jasper: Couldn’t she do it after her shift was over?
Emmett: Jazz, her eyes were charcoal black. And I don’t know if te noticed before-her throat was burning.
Jasper: Well…we all agreed to shifts.
Emmett: I know…but she was burning. She did the right thing. o te would’ve been four bambini short.
Jasper: Emmett, we’re having three.
Emmett: Yes…but te call HER baby.
Jasper: Emmett!
Emmett: Anyways…Esme is taking over Rose’s shift.
Alice: No! She’s not. Rosalie’s doing her shift.
Emmett: Rosalie’s not here, Alice.
Alice: *smiles* She will be in a second.
Emmett: Alice…let it go. She needs to hunt.
Alice: And she needs to do her responsibilities.
Emmett: Hunting first.
Bella: *walking downstairs eating pop-tart* Hey!
Edward: *walking after her* Bella…eat the pop-tart.
Bella: I am! It’s very good. Where’s Esme?
Esme: *from the kitchen* IN THE KITCHEN!
Bella: BRB. *walks into the kitchen*
Emmett: Edward, tell the pregnant that Rosalie needs to hunt.
Alice: Edward, tell the stupid that I come first-always.
Edward: Actually Ali- *interrupted da Emmett*
Emmett: Told te so!
Edward: Actually Emm- *interrupted da Alice*
Alice: TOLD te SO!
Edward: YOU’RE BOTH WRONG! *done shouting* Alice, te don’t come first always. And Emmett, Rosalie promised to baby-sit…and she has the right to hunt, Alice. o you’ll be dead.
Alice: Whatever. *rolls eyes*
Emmett: Ha! *crosses arms*
Esme: *walks out with Bella and a cup of blood* Hello, kids! *hands cup to Ali* Alice. *hands 20$ to Emmett* Please stop fighting.
Emmett: She’s being ungrateful.
Alice: He’s being a spoiled brat.
Edward: They’re BOTH being annoying.
Jasper: Edward.
Edward: What? Admit it; Alice is being annoying and ungrateful.
Jasper: te admit this-Emmett is being an annoying mean brat to my PREGNANT wife.
Edward: Better than ungrateful.
Jasper: Better than being stupid.
Emmett: Oh, dude! You’ve crossed the line!
*black screen o something/credits*
*thanks for reading! Uh-oh…what’s going to happen between Emmett, Jasper, and Edward?*
*episode thirteen*
*Annoying Ungratefulness*
Rosalie’s P.O.V:
*thinking*
When Life Gives te Lemons.
te baciare your boyfriend.
When Life gives Bella Lemons.
She hides them from Charlie.
When Life gives Alice Lemons.
She bugs the heck out of me…and Emmett.
*done thinking*
Alice: *Lying on the divano with a cup of red liquid beside her* ROSALIE!!!!!
Rosalie: *sighs and walks out from the cucina to her* Yes, Alice?
Alice: *shakes the cup* più blood?
Rosalie: *bites her tongue* Of course. *snatches cup out of hand and takes into the kitchen*
*in the cucina with Rosalie, Emmett, and Esme*
Esme: Hello dear.
Rosalie: *through gritted teeth* Hi.
Esme: What’s wrong?
Rosalie: Alice is being a priss. She asks for everything. It’s like she can’t do any of it herself! She’s only a mese pregnant for god’s sakes!
Esme: Ahh…the pregnancy priss stage! Yeah, been through that.
Alice: *from the couch* ROSALIE! WHERE THE HECK IS MY BLOOD?
Rosalie: *sighs and fills up the cup* I’ll be right there.
Esme: *smiles* I’ll take over after Bella’s pop-tart is finished, hon.
Rosalie: *smiles thankfully* Thanks, I think I need to hunt.
Esme: No problem. I’ll be right there then.
Rosalie: *takes blood to Alice* Here.
Alice: Thanks.
Rosalie: *begins to leave*
Alice: Wait! Where are te going?
Rosalie: I get off for a while.
Alice: That’s not fair. Today’s your giorno to watch me.
Rosalie: *getting angry* It’s fair, Alice.
Alice: *sets cup on the coffee table* actually it’s not. I have to sit here with someone. And today is your day, Rosalie.
Rosalie: *walks up to her* Alice, my eyes. *Rosalie’s eyes are a deep deep black*
Alice: So? Your eyes are black. That happens. Chill.
Rosalie: How about te chill and get yourself the crap te want, Alice?
Alice: Uh, I’m pregnant.
Rosalie: And I’m out of control.
Alice: Whatever, slut.
Rosalie: What did te call me?
Alice: Nothing. *mutters* slut.
Rosalie: *rolls eyes* that’s what I thought. *walks out of room*
*in the kitchen…she is talking to Esme*
Rosalie: Don’t help her. She’ll call te a slut. She needs to get her own crap for herself. But, whatever. Bye. *goes outside*
--Jasper’s P.O.V--:
*thinking*
11:57
11:58
11:59
12:00…time to baby-sit…
Alice.
*done thinking*
Jasper: *walks downstairs* Hi Ali!
Alice: *sipping blood out of a cup* ciao babe. How are you?
Jasper: Okay. How are you?
Alice: Alright…it’s just Rosalie’s being ungrateful and selfish and she thinks everything’s about HER. It’s my turn now.
Jasper: What did she do now?
Emmett: *walks out from kitchen* She had to go hunting.
Jasper: Couldn’t she do it after her shift was over?
Emmett: Jazz, her eyes were charcoal black. And I don’t know if te noticed before-her throat was burning.
Jasper: Well…we all agreed to shifts.
Emmett: I know…but she was burning. She did the right thing. o te would’ve been four bambini short.
Jasper: Emmett, we’re having three.
Emmett: Yes…but te call HER baby.
Jasper: Emmett!
Emmett: Anyways…Esme is taking over Rose’s shift.
Alice: No! She’s not. Rosalie’s doing her shift.
Emmett: Rosalie’s not here, Alice.
Alice: *smiles* She will be in a second.
Emmett: Alice…let it go. She needs to hunt.
Alice: And she needs to do her responsibilities.
Emmett: Hunting first.
Bella: *walking downstairs eating pop-tart* Hey!
Edward: *walking after her* Bella…eat the pop-tart.
Bella: I am! It’s very good. Where’s Esme?
Esme: *from the kitchen* IN THE KITCHEN!
Bella: BRB. *walks into the kitchen*
Emmett: Edward, tell the pregnant that Rosalie needs to hunt.
Alice: Edward, tell the stupid that I come first-always.
Edward: Actually Ali- *interrupted da Emmett*
Emmett: Told te so!
Edward: Actually Emm- *interrupted da Alice*
Alice: TOLD te SO!
Edward: YOU’RE BOTH WRONG! *done shouting* Alice, te don’t come first always. And Emmett, Rosalie promised to baby-sit…and she has the right to hunt, Alice. o you’ll be dead.
Alice: Whatever. *rolls eyes*
Emmett: Ha! *crosses arms*
Esme: *walks out with Bella and a cup of blood* Hello, kids! *hands cup to Ali* Alice. *hands 20$ to Emmett* Please stop fighting.
Emmett: She’s being ungrateful.
Alice: He’s being a spoiled brat.
Edward: They’re BOTH being annoying.
Jasper: Edward.
Edward: What? Admit it; Alice is being annoying and ungrateful.
Jasper: te admit this-Emmett is being an annoying mean brat to my PREGNANT wife.
Edward: Better than ungrateful.
Jasper: Better than being stupid.
Emmett: Oh, dude! You’ve crossed the line!
*black screen o something/credits*
*thanks for reading! Uh-oh…what’s going to happen between Emmett, Jasper, and Edward?*
"When we were five, they asked us what we wanted to be when we grew up. Our risposte were things like astronaut, president, o in my case… princess.
When we were ten, they asked again and we answered - rock star, cowboy, o in my case, oro medalist. But now that we've grown up, they want a serious answer. Well, how 'bout this: who the hell knows?!
This isn't the time to make hard and fast decisions, its time to make mistakes. Take the wrong train and get stuck somewhere chill. Fall in Amore - a lot. Major in philosophy 'cause there's no way to make a career out of that. Change your mind. Then change it again, because nothing is permanent.
So make as many mistakes as te can. That way, someday, when they ask again what we want to be… we won't have to guess. We'll know."
When we were ten, they asked again and we answered - rock star, cowboy, o in my case, oro medalist. But now that we've grown up, they want a serious answer. Well, how 'bout this: who the hell knows?!
This isn't the time to make hard and fast decisions, its time to make mistakes. Take the wrong train and get stuck somewhere chill. Fall in Amore - a lot. Major in philosophy 'cause there's no way to make a career out of that. Change your mind. Then change it again, because nothing is permanent.
So make as many mistakes as te can. That way, someday, when they ask again what we want to be… we won't have to guess. We'll know."
