A/N: Hello everyone! I came up with this short-story (will probably be only a couple of chapters long. Maybe 3 or 4. Idk) and decided I would publish it! It will not be updated regularly though, because I am still working on AIFH, my main story. And TBC is my second in progress story. -_- So, sorry to everyone who wants me to be updating the other stories right away, I'm a pretty lazy person…-_- Sorry.

And this is ALL HUMAN so no vamps will be appearing. AND this is not comedy! Can you believe it?! Kitty-chan doing something that's not funny?! Well, you better believe it.

And the Cullen kids are 15, (other than Edward who is only 14 w) and are all adopted. But Jasper and Rosalie are twins. And they are all HUMAN. No vamps.

Emmett POV

We were just getting home from school, Carlisle and Esme picked us up. School was so boring right now…it was almost the end, and I wanted to be done with it! A couple more weeks till Summer vacation!

I jumped out of the car and dragged Jasper along with me, since he accidentally had one arm in my backpack.

"Sorry Jazz." I said to him briskly, and ran to the house. Jasper ran right behind me, and soon stood next to me.

I got a evil grin on my face.

"So what should we do today, my brother?" I asked him deviously.

"I don't know." He said, with a bored look on his face. He really needed to be more enthusiastic. Like me!

Edward came walking in the front room. I could always do something evil with Edward….but he was such a goodie-goodie he wouldn't even think about it. Darn.

But, I could always do something evil to Edward. Bwehehe.

"Jazz, lets go up in Edward's room really quick!" I said to him in a yell-whisper so Edward wouldn't hear. He hated other people in his room.

"You know he hates that, Em." Jasper said. He was almost as much as a goodie-goodie as Edward. Almost. I could have Alice do evil stuff with me, but if it was against Edward, she would probably stick up for him. He was her favorite brother. Hmph.

"Oh, just real quick, Jazz." I begged him. Before he answered, I ran up the stairs.

I looked back and Jazz was following me. I smiled. I knew he would be in with me.

By the time we got to the third floor, we were pretty tired. We went up to Edward's door (which was closed most of the time) and pushed it open. Esme had just made him something to eat, so he was probably downstairs.

"I wish Esme made something for me to eat…" I grumbled. Edward was such a mama's-boy.

"Em, she offered it, but you said 'Nah!' and ran into the front room." Jasper said. Sometimes I wanted to punch him.

"Whatever…" I muttered and went into Edward's room.

Gosh, it was a mess. I looked around until I saw a small box. Ah-ha!

"Jazz! It's what we're looking for! Edward's private box, of his private "stuff"." I said.

"I didn't know we were looking for anything." He said, still wearing the same bored expression. That was about to be wiped right off.

"Let's play monkey in the middle! You know, that game where you toss something around and the smaller person tries to get it!" I said excitedly.

"Isn't that kind of cruel?" he asked. Psh.

"Nah, it's fine. It's just Edward's stuff. And he knows we're kidding around." I told him. Jazz needed to lighten up.

"Okay…" He said and we walked out of the room.

We got downstairs and saw Edward finishing a sandwich. Lucky.

"Hey Eddddiiieeeee." I called out, blocking the T.V.

"Emmett, you know I hate that nickname. Now what do you want? You're blocking the T.V." He said, in an annoyed voice.

"Now Eddie! That's no way to treat your loving brother! Especially when he has this." I said, holding up his box.

Edward's eyes turned the size of saucers. He jumped up and ran over to me.

"Emmett, give me that back! Right now! I'm not kidding. You're going to break something!" He yelled, jumping up and trying to get it. Edward was getting taller than me (not taller than Jasper though), but he wasn't there yet. We ran out into the backyard, (AKA- forest) and ran around to the side of the house. It was a big open area, but it did have rocks and twigs everywhere.

We saw my little sister Alice, and my babe Rosalie lying on fold-out chairs, trying to get a tan. I snorted. Good luck doing that in the rainy town of Forks.

Alice sat up.

"What are you guys doing?" She asked me and Jasper, who was throwing the box back and forth with me, while Edward tried to catch it.

"What does it look like? Teasing Edward of course!" I yelled to her, throwing the box back to Jazz.

"I want to join." Rose said, jumping up. That's my Rose.

Jazz threw the box to her, and Edward nearly fainted.

"Dammit, Emmett you better not drop that box! There is delicate stuff in there!" He shouted, running over to Rosalie, who threw it to Alice. Alice was short, but she was fast.

"You piqued my curiosity Edward!" I yelled.

I started to open it, when Edward tackled me. He may not look strong, but he kind of is. Ow.

We were wrestling on the ground, when Jasper came over and snatched up the box. I got up, Edward cursing on the ground, and ran over to Jasper. He gave the box to me quickly, while Edward ran over to us. Jasper ran across the field, and motioned for me to trip Edward. Edward came running over, so I did as Jazz told me, and tripped him. He tried to get his box, but I held it up high. Then I tackled him, the box still in one arm.

Bad move.

We went crashing into the ground, sliding. I didn't even think we could go that far. Well, you learn something new everyday. I also learned that that boy has some strong lungs. He yelled so loud my brain rattled. We had stopped sliding, and we were a good amount away from the rest of our siblings. I got up. I had some blood on my arms, but it was just a few scratches. I held out my hand to Edward to help him get up, when I actually saw him. He had blood all over his face, and I couldn't even see his eyes. There was so much blood. He was still yelling, and I could hear the rest of our siblings making their way over here. I didn't think Edward was hurt badly, probably just a few scratches like me. I got up, and walked over to Rose.

"What happened, you guys?" Alice asked.

"Ehh, we slid into the ground. That's about it. I got a couple of scratches, and so did Ed over here." I gestured toward Edward, who was trying to sit-up. It looked like he was going to pass out.

Esme POV

I was doing laundry, when I heard the kids doing stuff outside. I heard Edward yelling something about not breaking "it", whatever it was. I sighed. Emmett needed to give him a break. If he was throwing around something of Edward's, he was going to be in trouble…

Then I heard Edward's yelling. Loud. It sounded like he got hurt! My poor baby!

Carlisle came into the room, and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"What was that yelling, dear?" he asked, while I stood there. I wanted badly to go check on my kids.

"Carlisle, I think that was Edward! We have to go see what's wrong!" I said, a little frantically.

We ran out the back sliding doors, and went around to the side of the house. We saw Jasper, Rosalie, Alice, and Emmett coming out of the forest.

"Where's Edward?" I asked very calmly.

Emmett shrugged. "He's getting up. We tackled each other into the ground, and went sliding, but we're okay." He said like it was nothing. It certainly was something!

"All of you. In the house. Now." I said as Carlisle and I went to find Edward. Emmett had said he was coming, right? It didn't look like it.

We found him slumped against a tree, unconscious. My poor baby! What had happened?

Carlisle went into doctor mode, right away. He went around checking him before he picked him up.

"He's unconscious from the loss of blood. We need to take him back to the house. After I check him thoroughly, those kids are going to be bombarded with questions."

I nodded and followed Carlisle into the house. We came through the sliding doors again, and saw the kids. Emmett was watching T.V, Alice was painting her toenails, and Jasper and Rosalie were playing chess. They looked like they didn't even know what was going on.

They turned around when they heard us coming through the door.

"Hey mom! Where's Edward? If you see him, tell him his box is somewhere around here." Emmett said with a smile. Maybe he really didn't know what happened…

"Edward is right here, thank you very much, unconscious from blood loss. And when Carlisle is done checking him out, you kids will have many questions to answer." I told them, sternly.

Emmett's eyes were huge.

Alice squeaked. "What happened to him?" She asked. I hoped to God she wasn't a part of any of this.

I turned and glided away after Carlisle, and went upstairs. He took Edward to his "doctor" room, which was just a part of the library (A/N: Like in Breaking Dawn) that had a bed and medical items.

He started cleaning Edward, and trying to find the source of the blood.

About 15 minutes later he was done.

"The source of the blood was his face. It looks like when Emmett and him "tackled each other" Edward went face first into a pile of twigs and sticks. I think….he lost his eye-sight." Carlisle said to me. I was in shock. Edward…blind?

Edward POV

…Ow…Something hurt like crazy. I couldn't tell what it was. I felt really weak, and I didn't want to get up. I just remembered Emmett tackling me, and then darkness and a lot of pain. And then screaming for Carlisle…gah! Emmett was going to make so much fun of me! I should have just shut up and followed Emmett. Now I will forever be the 14 year old who screamed for his parents. Great.

I tried to sit up without opening my eyes. I had identified the source of pain, and it was definitely coming from my eyes. I didn't want to open because I knew it would hurt.

I tried to sit up, and when I did, there was a gasp. A very feminine gasp…of course! It was Esme. I would recognize that gasp anywhere. She was a very common "gasper" with all of Emmett and Alice's stunts.

"Esme?" I asked, to make sure it was her.

"Edward?! Edward? Are you okay? Do you feel anything? Are you in pain?" She started talking like crazy. My eyes hurt so bad I wanted to cry. But I couldn't because that would give Emmett and Jasper even more reason to tease me.

But, the pain took over and I started to cry. Damn.

"Oh, Edward!" Esme said, as she threw her arms around me. I was pretty weak, probably from blood loss. But where did the blood come from? I bet I was really pale. I tried to open my eyes to see.

It hurt like crazy to open my eyes, but that wasn't the surprising part. The surprising part was that I couldn't see! I started crying uncontrollably, not sobbing, but a lot of tears were pouring out. What was wrong with me?

"Esme, what happened?!" I half yelled, sitting straight up.

"Edward, can you see at all?" She asked, hopefully.

"No…" I said, unsure of what that meant. It was probably just a side-affect of my injuries (whatever they were) and would go away soon…

Esme started sobbing uncontrollably, and hugging me. What the hell was wrong?

A/N: Yes, I am ending there. I have a lot of stories to be updating right now, (only three, but it seems like a lot!) and I need to get started on updating their chapters. But I really wanted to type this, but don't expect and update right away! I have many stories to be tending too! And this is my first time writing angst/drama so giving me some pointers and tips would help a lot. Mostly I'm a funny girl. I think about 48% of me is funny, 60% is sarcastic, and 2% is angsty/emo/dramatic. But I'm not as bad as my bf. He is about 70% sarcasm, and 30% dramatic/over-reactiveness. Pshh. Wonderful combination.

I forgot my disclaimer! I don't own Twilight!