Esme's Antique Staple Gun. [OPEN]

[Edward Cullen]

Edward looked at the staple gun in his hands, so many memories had araised with this gun. He'd just been caught by Esme chasing after Emmett again, you would think at being over a century in age they'd have both grown up. How wrong could you be.
Edward remembered the day he'd brough Esme that staple gun, she had been complaining all day about not being able to attach things to the walls, so he purposefully went out and brough it.
From the second it had be perchased it had caused him no end of grief, he had been handing Esme the brand new shining staple gun, when suddenly a staple ricoshaded out of it, hitting Esme's favourite priceless vase (carlisle had received it as a gift from the volturi, it was atleast as old as the volturi themselves, therefore irriplacable. The vase shattered. Lets just say Esme had never let Edward forget that little fact even up until this day, She didn't care that he'd spent days, glueing the vase back together and had even managed to glue his toe to the back of his head in the process. Edward liked to forget that memory. it was most uncomfortable. But Emmett being Emmett, isnt one of helping Edward . He had infact ran and fetched the whole family, and the camera of course. The picture now had a place proudly above the Cullens fireplace for all to see.

"Why did i ever buy that damn staple gun! its caused more trouble than its worth!"

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wordcount 301 <- sorry guys only a short one, i thought it would be quite comical.
Listening to: Eminem- superman.
Extra notes: exam tomorrow shoot me?

[emmett cullen !]

Tell your boyfriend if he says he’s got beef,
THAT I'M A VEGETARIAN AND I AIN'T F**KING SCARED OF HIM.


Emmett Dale McCarty Cullen

As per usual Emmett was bored stiff. He had spent all morning planning pranks to pull on his brothers, sisters and family. Oh yes even after living on this planet for a century he hadn’t grown up. He just had to find the right tool to pull a prank with, he’d been trying to think of it all morning when it finally came to him. Esme’s staple gun... he thought leaping off the bed but where was it?!. First place to check; Carlisle’s office, he dashed out of his room. Mangling the door handle in the process. Well it had been a whole morning with not an ounce of destruction so it was about time something got mangled or broken.

He knew Edward was in the living room. He could smell him; vampire senses were wicked cool like that. He carefully opened Carlisle’s office door. Walking over to the desk and rummaging through the drawers and shelves. Of course Emmett’s being careful did mean the destruction of at least one paperweight. He cursed and grabbed the broken glass, shoving it under the desk. Where was that damned staple gun? It had to be here somewhere. Perhaps Esme had hidden it in the...erm...kitchen? (Don’t ask, this is Emmett’s mind we’re in.) He dashed out of the office and down the stairs. Skidding to a halt when he saw Edward sat there with the staple gun.

”Oi. Peanut boy, give me the staple gun and no-one gets hurt” he shouted. Not breaking his stride as he turned off the staircase and tackled Edward. ”Don’t want another toe to the head accident do we?” he asked, laughing. He knew there was glue in Carlisle’s office and so that could be easily re-enacted. He chuckled as he caught glimpse of the photo. ”Or how about if i get you in both eyes? Rather than one like i did Jasper?” he asked still laughing.

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Word Count;; 319
Listening to;; Ready – Kelly Clarkson
Lyrics;; 3OH!3 - Don't Trust Me
Notes;; (: (: funfunfun

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[Alice Cullen]

OOC / I'm so proud to have come up with the antique staple gun.
bring the dogs inside there's a storm building up

"Hey, you found it!" Alice slid - quite literally, but still maddeningly gracefully - into the living room, where two of her brothers pondered the antique staple gun. "I was thinking all last night about where it might be - oh - wait, that was idiotic of me," she added, eyeing Edward. "Damn. Plan foiled. What was I thinking? - Don't answer that, mental man. Hypothetical question." She rolled her eyes, sensing that Edward was about to speak. Which he was still going to. As if he ever took orders from his midget sister - ha, that was a laugh.

And then there was Emmett. "Wait... what, exactly, did you do to Jasper with that staple gun?" she asked, knowing his answer. "Emmett..." Edward still looked wary, and hat already hit the point of using obscenity when describing the beautiful artifact. Maybe that had something to do with Alice's intense visions of shoes last night - most of the best ones could probably benefit from a could of scraps of metal, appropriately positioned and unfortunately connecting flesh to fabric. Beauty was painful. That was just how the world worked.

"Okay, okay, I am not going to staple Bella's shoes to her feet," Alice blurted out when another vision of Edward attempting to suffocate her ensued. Of course, it was impossible to suffocate a vampire, but Alice felt she wouldn't be moving very easily once Edward was done with her if she did anything to hurt his fiancee. "Believe me, Edward. I want Bella to actually enjoy her wedding. Shocker, eh? And you too, fine, whatever. It's her day."