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Chapter 11: Best Buys

*Emmett's POV*

Nessie and I returned home from our random adventure in the park. Um..it would've been so awesome if the goddamn roach hadn't spoiled everything. Shit! Therefore, I didn't enjoy myself that much.

The rest of the vamps were in the f**cking family room watching nothing because I'd broken the T.V. earlier. As soon we arrived, Esme was on the prowl. She tackled me through the front door....literally and had me in a powerful headlock.

"Why, Emmett, why?!"she yelled as she shook me furiously. Aww, how motherly of her? I rolled my eyes.

"Umm..because?" I answered, trying to be witty, just to lighten the mood.

"The television is damaged and I missed the Tyra Show!" she hissed. Shit. She usually laughed at my wit. Wait... hang on....DAMN THAT JASPER!

"Jesus Christ, Esme, calm down.... there are other televisions all over the house!" I reasoned with her. I released myself from her arms, only to smirk at how infuriated she looked.

"Tyra is meant to be watched in the family room!"she growled, clenching her fists.

"Ooookay?"

"Look, Emmett," she said, pointing at the doorless front of the mansion. "You made me break the door."

I scoffed. She, however, continued on scolding me.

"I just lost a television and a door because of you." She sniffed and began to fan herself with her hand. "How am I going to keep my family safe if there isn't a door, Emmett?"

She's kidding. We're effing vampires! I tried to interrupt but she cut me off.

"How will I keep up with Tyra now that the T.V. is gone?" She sobbed. She stopped fanning herself, and turned away from me with her hands covering her face. She's pretending. Crap, I hate it when she does that. She pretends to cry to make me feel bad. I think Alice had a bad influence on her. DAMN THAT PIXIE!

I sighed. "I guess I'll go buy you crap now."

With that, Esme stopped fake-crying and gave me a motherly hug.

*Nessie's POV*

Once me and Emmett made it to the front entrance of the house, I felt two arms whisk me away from my uncle's side. That's when I realized, my grandmother is angry.... very angry. My mother held me tight to her chest just in case Esme's fury goes awry.

Me, momma, daddy, Carlisle, Rosalie, Jasper, and Alice stood in front of the nearby glass window, watching Esme man-handle Emmett. It wasn't in my grandmother's nature to behave this way, but when it comes to her favorite show.... Emmett has crossed the line.

"He deserves it." I heard Uncle Jasper say to Auntie Alice. "I'll make sure she doesn't go easy on him."

Uh oh...mood control time. We all sniggered. It felt great to finally punish Emmett.

"He's going to know it's you, Jasper." said daddy, "Ummm never mind he knows now...wow, he actually caught on quick for the first time ever."

We continued watching. Emmett freed himself from Esme's hold only to argue about a popular ex-model/talk show host. What's the deal with her anyways?

"I don't know", answered my father, "but that's what keeps Esme sane."

"Silence, Edward" said a smiling Carlisle," That's not true."

In over a few minutes, Emmett and Esme joined us in the family room. Esme seemed to be back to her usual gentle self while Emmett wore a frown.

"Who wants to come with me to Best Buy?" he grumbled. No one said anything. "Come on, who wants to go with me?"

"Oh my god!", exclaimed Rosalie slapping her hand to her forehead, "I forgot Alice and I had a thing to do, sorry." She and Alice were the first to leave. Followed by Jasper, who claimed he had to do more reading. Then daddy left out without any explanation. Carlisle had to go back to the hospital. Esme left for her garden. Me and momma were the only two left.

"So I guess, you two are stuck with me." Emmett grinned, as he started twirling his car keys. Momma groaned as the three of us made it outside in an instant.

*Emmett's POV*

The three of us were on the road to the most amazing house of technology ever to exist on the face of the earth..... but I wasn't so enthused to give into Esme's plea.

I was driving until the red light signal came up. I looked outside my window and noticed a gray mini-van, decorated with football crap. I'm a huge fan of the sport but when it comes to teams.... I'm a Giants fan!

But.... the driver wasn't...so that's what annoyed me most. He was a freaking Cowboys fan. Ugh. Without even thinking I yelled, "COWBOYS SUCK!"

"Ummm..Emmet?"Bella said, shaking her head at me as if I'm an idiot.

"What?"

"Did you intend on having a fight?"

"No, why?"

"Oh, because the window was open and the guy is deciding come face you right now."

"Really?" I asked Bella, who nodded. Shit. I could have sworn the window was closed. Crap, crap, crap. My eyes stayed fixed on the traffic light, just begging it to hurry up and turn green.

I heard the "Cowboy" fan open his door. Before he could get out, the light changed and I drove off.

I sighed in relief when we made it to our destination.

*Nessie's POV*

Emmett pulled into the back of Best Buys to find a parking that's appropriate for him.

I stared at my mother in the passenger side mirror. She caught me staring and gave me a loving smile.

Our mother-to-daughter moment was short-lived as soon as my idiot uncle yelled, "AHA! Found one!"

Momentarily, we got out of the jeep and walked to the store.

"Hey, welcome to Best Buys." greeted some guy near the doorway. We thanked him, and continued on walking until Emmett went off in another direction.

I tugged at momma's hand so we could go search for something that interested me. As we made it to the music section, a loud ear-splitting roar distracted us.

I heard momma exhale in annoyance. Surely, it had to be Emmett doing something that's not correct to do.

"Crap." groaned momma, as she grabbed my hand and stirred me away from what I wanted. We headed off to where the booming roars were.

Finally, we saw him. Uncle Emmett was drumming on his hard chest , sort of like George of the Jungle, and roaring at the top of his lungs. He was standing next a small pudgy man in front of an largely impressive flat screen plasma t.v. Momma and I exchanged glances at each other and then stared back at him.

"Emmett, what are you doing?" hissed momma, now walking to his direction.

"CLAIMING WHAT IS MINE!!" he shouted, still beating his chest. Apparently, he and the other man both want the flat screen.... and Emmett was going to make sure he was going to get it.

There were so many people looking at us. I put a hand to my face in shame. This lunatic was my uncle.

"Sir, is there a problem?" asked a female employee named Deb. Emmett stopped drumming and looked at her.

"Yes." He points at the small man next to him, who looked taken back.

"Sir, this is just a display".

Emmett gasps and then slowly raises his hands to the screen and carefully strokes it as if it's the most precious thing ever.

*Emmett's POV*

As I caressed the beautiful flat screen... I could imagine all of the things I could do with it. Oh the wonders! I closed my eyes and pictured me, Rose, and the new t.v running happily in a field of daisies and violets.

"Sir?" Crap. I forgot I wasn't alone here. I opened my eyes to see the Deb-person, the lard-ass, Nessie, and the dragon.

"What?", I growled, still caressing the television.

"Umm.. if you follow me, I'll be willing to show you other flat screens that have greater quality than this one."

I felt the corners of my lips tugging into a wide smile. I withdrew my hands from the now unimportant piece of crap and followed Deb.

"We keep the best models here."she says, now walking into the most beautifulest part of the television department.

I fell to my knees and raised both my arms up to the heavens, and thanked them for such a place.

"Sir?" Damn it Deb.

"I'm in the middle of worship here, can it wait?"

"Sir, I suggest you get up. The floors haven't been cleaned yet."

I groaned and got up. I brushed off the dirty residue off my pants. "Eew, get off."

Deb showed a couple of flat screens that had everything I could ever imagine. But, only one caught my interest.

"I want that one." I said, pointing at large silver one. "It's so pretty."

*********Back at home*********

I plumped down on the couch next to my Rose. I put an arm around her as the whole family began observing the newly improved, highly-defined, silver flat-screen.

"So how much was it?" asked Carlisle, standing right next to it.

"I don't know..... expensive?" I responded, getting more and more comfy with Rose.

"It's almost time!" shrieked Esme, bouncing up and down the couch next to where me and Rose sat. "TYRA!"

"Okay, okay, okay." I groaned. Damn it, what's her rush? My hand fumbled between me and my wife, and found the remote control.

"HURRY!"

"Down, Esme."

Hiss.

I held my arm up and pointed the blasted remote at the television. I pressed on the red button....and nothing happened.

"The hell?" I muttered to the device in my outstretched hand. "Hurry up and turn on. Esme's is giving me the crazy eyes."

I clicked the button hard this time. And the shit control broke in half. I gulped.

In a blink of an eye, Esme chased me around the house.

Hehe, I'm currently working on the next chapter! TOODLES!