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*episode sixteen*
*Emmett’s Dog*
--Emmett’s P.O.V:--
*thinking*
Once upon a time
There was a dog named cat
The “cat” wanted another “cat”
The owners left Cat on the strada, via while they moved
Cat was all alone…
Until…
*done thinking*
Edward: *sucking blood out of deer*
Emmett: *sitting on the ground* I’m dead bored, Edward.
Edward: *puts finger up to shut him up while he feeds*
Emmett: No, I’m serious. C’mon. Let’s go to the city.
Edward: *done feeding* Why? There’s nothing to do there except the Film and Tiffany’s.
Emmett: And the dump. te know we could defiantly find something there.
Edward: Like what? 2 anno old food?
Emmett: That…and toys and crap that people dumped. I’m a genius! Let’s do it!
Edward: You’re an idiot and let’s not. We really should check up on the girls.
Emmett: Come on! Please? I’m bored. And all they do is watch chick flicks…newsflash! We’re not chicks.
Edward: *groans* Fine. We can go for an hour. At…*checks watch* 12:09 a.m. we leave.
Emmett: Ok…*heads toward the city*
Edward: *muttering* I can’t believe I’m doing this.
--In the City:--
Edward: *checks watch* 45 più minutes.
Emmett: Shut up, let’s hit the dump.
Edward: I’m wearing nice clothes.
Emmett: *looks at him* you’re going to have a nice bruised accessory to go with those ni-
Edward: I don’t bruise, Emmett. None of us do-well, except Bella, but…
Emmett: Whatever. *they have arrived at the dump* Here we are!
Edward: Yippee!
Emmett: Again, shut up.
Edward: *rolls eyes and hops over dump fence*
Emmett: *jumps like Edward does*
--Inside the Junkyard:--
Emmett: *walking around inside junkyard* this is…AWESOME!
Edward: I’ve seen better.
Emmett: Of course te have.
Edward: Let’s get this over wi-
*they hear barking in the background*
Emmett: What’s that?
Edward: What do te think, idiot? It’s a dog!
Emmett: *rolls eyes* I knew that.
Edward: Sure te did.
Emmett: I do! Now, let’s go find it.
Edward: It might have rabies.
Emmett: It’s not like it can hurt us.
Edward: Knock yourself out, Emmett.
Emmett: I will.
--A dog comes running out; it is a beagle that is brown and white:--
Dog: *barks and barks*
Emmett: Ooh, a beagle! I just Amore beagles!
Edward: Yep.
Emmett: I do!
Dog: *jumps into Emmett’s arms*
Emmett: *catches him* Aww…he’s so cute! Edward, read his thoughts, what’s his name?
--Mind Leggere the Beagle:--
Beagle: *thinking* I like this guy; he’s like a teddy bear! I Amore him. I hope he keeps me! Maybe he’ll name me something better than “Cat”!
--Done Leggere minds:--
Edward: His name is Cat. He wants a new name. Thinks you’re a teddy orso and wants te to keep it.
Emmett: *still holding “Cat”* I’ll do it all! I’m keeping him!
Edward: Emmett! te have a wife that wants a kid. Really think a dog is the best idea?
Emmett: Of course. I want the dog! Please, please, please?
Edward: I don’t care, but good luck explaining Cat to Rose.
Emmett: It’ll be fine. But, its 12:00 a.m. What vet is open?
Edward: Are te serious? None are, bear! We have to wait until tomorrow.
Emmett: *sighs* fine. Come on Brownie!
Edward: *laughs* you’re really going to name the beagle Brownie?
Emmett: Sure, why not? Anything’s possible!
Edward: I guess your right. *pats his brother’s shoulder*
Emmett: I am…we have a dog!
Edward: te have the dog, Emmett. I am the da stander.
Emmett: Whatever. Let’s get Brownie home.
Edward: Exactly, Whatever.
--Back Home:--
*Rosalie’s P.O.V*
Rosalie: *brushing Bella’s hair* te know, I cannot wait to have a baby.
Bella: Yep.
Rosalie: And name it.
Bella: Uh-huh.
Rosalie: And hold it.
Bella: Yup.
Rosalie: *looks at her face* what’s wrong, Bella?
Bella: I can’t believe I did it. He’s going to hate me!
Rosalie: He won’t, Bella.
Bella: How do te know that?
Rosalie: I do.
Bella: te don’t.
*Jasper’s P.O.V*
*thinking*
I never wanted pets
I never thought about pets
I never thought about anything in that category
Well…maybe?
*done thinking*
Jasper: *turns TV on as soon as Em and Ed walk in*
Emmett: *not in the living room yet* I’m just saying, the vet office should be open 24/7.
Edward: Well then how do the doctors get the sleep?
Emmett: Duh, they switch back and forth.
Edward: What if they only have one doctor on hand?
Emmett: They have nurses.
Edward: I didn’t know vets were like Bella’s clinic.
Emmett: You’ve been to Bella’s clinic. Do te know how wrong that sounds?
Edward: No I haven’t, but I was at the office with Carlisle.
Emmett: *walks into the room with a beagle* Why? In case Bella falls while you’re with her.
Edward: *walks in beside him* No. Duh, I already know what to do if that just happens to happen.
Emmett: Sure te do. *looks up at Jasper and Alice on the couch* Oh, hey! Dude-look. I got a dog! *shows the dog to Jasper*
Jasper: Awesome. A beagle?
Emmett: Not just any beagle. MY beagle…isn’t he adorable? I named him Brownie!
Jasper: Brownie?
Edward: Exactly what I said, Jazz…where’s Bella?
Jasper: Upstairs with Rosalie - they’re watching a movie…they detto and I quote, ‘We don’t want to be disturbed.’
Edward: Oh, te think it’s over?
Jasper: They went up there 30 minuti ago…probably not.
Edward: Alright…so what are we watching?
Emmett: Duh! We’re watching my super adorable beagle, Brownie!
Edward: How about we don’t. Let’s watch MTV.
Jasper: Actually, I think a rerun of Opera’s on. It’s the one with Adam Lambert on. I was going to watch that.
Edward: Seriously?
Jasper: Yeah, I just ADORE Opera.
Edward: Ugh, fine watch “Opera” I’m going upstairs to check on Bella and Rosalie. Coming with Brownie, Emmett?
Emmett: Yeah, hang on. *picks Brownie up and starts upstairs with Edward* let’s roll!
*Alice’s P.O.V*
*waking up*
Alice: *groggy* Hey, baby.
Jasper: Hi, babies.
Alice: *giggles* they say hi.
Jasper: I Amore you.
Alice: We Amore te too. Hey, did I hear Emmett and Edward walk in?
Jasper: Uh, yeah te did…Emmett was complaining about something.
Alice: What?
Jasper: Brownie.
Alice: Brownies? Why does he want brownies?
Jasper: *grins sheepishly* did I mention he got a dog?



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