Hello, all! This is my first fanfiction piece. I hope that you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Special thanks to JNC, who planted the seed for this story in my mind. Please review!!!

Disclaimer: All of the characters in this story are the brain-children of Stephenie Meyer. They do not belong to me...

A Quiet Sunday...

Chapter One

It was a quiet Sunday afternoon at the Cullen household. Carlisle and Esme were vigorously playing a game of gin rummy while their children and Bella were sprawled out on the floor of the living room. The weatherman had predicted a terrible storm and the Cullens, who had been planning on playing thunder ball, were all very disappointed and very bored. It had been over half an hour and everyone was desperate for something exciting to do.

"We could always play Candyland," suggested Emmett, who was enthused at the idea of playing a human board game. Everyone simultaneously gave him a dirty look. Bella started giggling uncontrollably.

"You could always get a life, Emmett," snapped Rosalie in reply.

"Have you guys ever tried playing video games?" suggested Bella timidly, trying to prevent a fight.

Alice smirked. "We tried playing Grand Theft Auto once, but Edward got frustrated because the cars didn't go fast enough and Emmett broke the controls."

"Ah, I see how that could be a problem."

"Can we please reach some conclusion?" muttered Jasper from the corner.

"Come on!" Alice chimed. "What do y'all want to do?"

"Y'all?" Edward said, a smirk playing upon his beautiful lips. His eyes sparkled as he broke into a laugh.

Alice looked annoyed at his behavior. "Brother Edward, just because I'm a vampire doesn't change the fact that I'm from Biloxi, Mississippi!"

Edward was really laughing hard now. "But, your accent—it's so…funny."

Alice's usually placid face was filled with disgust. She had risen and walked over to her brother. "Oh yeah?!? So you think it's funny? Well, you say your "a"s funny, Mr. Chicago!!!"

Everyone else in the room, especially Bella, looked slightly confused as to what was going on.

Now, Edward rose to look her in the eye. "Hey! Don't insult me just because I'm from the North!"

"So now who's all upset, you Yankee?"

Edward smiled sarcastically, "I just feel sorry for you because you're from the South. You never even had a chance…"

Suddenly, Emmett was standing behind Alice. "Excuse me?!? Don't you dare insult the South!"

"Why not?" Rosalie had come to stand behind Edward with an annoyed look on her face.

"You heard me, Emmett! The North beat the South during the Civil War for a reason!" said Edward.

Alice was in full swing now. "If I recall, it was the South that won the Civil War…you people just can't accept the reality that we were right all along!"

"You are cruisin' for a bruisin' you Yankees!" Jasper shouted at Edward and Rosalie.

"Did I hear someone insult the North?" Esme had stopped playing gin rummy and was now approaching the consternation, looking extremely irritated. Carlisle looked somewhat bemused.

"Sorry, Esme, but the South is clearly better than the North andwe did win the Civil War. I should know—I was there."

Edward seemed quite angry now. "Jasper, you have got to get over the fact that the North won the war. That's all…"

"The South won!!!" shouted Alice, Emmett, and Jasper in unison.

"Oh no you didn't!" yelled Edward, Rosalie, and Esme.

Bella, who had been watching the scene unfold from the couch finally got up and intervened. "Guys! You have all got to calm down."

"We cannot leave this question of who won in the air, Bella," snapped Rosalie.

"Well, you can't just stand here screaming at each other."

Just then, Alice's pixie-like features lit up. "I know how we could prove who is right…"

"How?"

"Why don't we reenact the Civil War and see who wins? We have three people on both sides."

"Alice, I hate to admit this, but you're a genius!" shouted an excited Edward.

"I knew this would happen, so I wanted a good backup plan…"

"Let's get ready. We'll see you on the battlefield, you Rednecks," said Rosalie.

Emmett took the opportunity of sticking his tongue out at her before the two teams split up to get ready. Perhaps this wasn't going to be such a boring afternoon after all.

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