Wreaking havoc is something I love to do. Wreaking havoc in the Cullen household through Edward's point of view is something I live for. What can I say? I'm an easy-to-please girl.

Boys' Night In

Tonight happened to be one of those rarities when Charlie actually assumed the role of a responsible parent, or so I believed. He neglected Bella to an alarming degree, but I suppose it couldn't be considered neglecting when it was something they both wanted. Both Bella and Charlie had no problem with seeing each other twice a day, doing their own things. When my parents had been alive, we'd spent a lot more time together.

Of course, I hadn't had someone like Bella in my life then, which could be the difference here. I spent a lot of time—too much time, possibly, but I enjoyed every millisecond of it—with Bella, and Charlie didn't particularly enjoy that. However, tonight, the two of them were going out for dinner, and then possibly going to see a movie in Port Angeles, and though Bella hadn't seen externally excited about it, I knew that somewhere in her mind she was thrilled.

"You haven't spent time with Charlie since I stumbled around," I had mused.

"I didn't before," she defended herself, fluffing her hair in the mirror.

"Bella… I think you should at least pretend you're enjoying yourself, for Charlie's sake." I walked over to her and put my arms on her shoulders, smiling as my eyes met hers in the reflection. She blushed.

"I will. Don't get into too much trouble while I'm gone," she ordered, and laughed, kissing me. "Spend some quality time with the fam. Go hunting."

I shook my head. "Went yesterday, remember?" It had been an almost emergency hunt, and we'd drank more blood than necessary, so the last thing I needed to go was kill off more of the wildlife in Forks. "I'll do something. I survive every sunny day without you, don't I?"

Her expression was amused. "Oh, please. Alice has told me what you do." She closed her eyes, and when she opened them, I could tell she was imitating me. "'Why, Alice,'" she said in her best copy of my voice, adding in the light British accent and everything, "'you are being utterly absurd. Why can I not visit Bella in her class? I shall simply adorn myself in a cape, and pretend I am Batman for the day. The sunlight shall never brush my skin. If the students do manage to catch a glimpse of my Bedazzled self, I shall simply erase it all from their memories with my breath that resembles dopey shampoo commercials. I am invincible, and I will crack them over the skull with rocks if they do not believe me. It is a flawless plan, and thine ears shall not disagree!'" She rolled her eyes and stalked over to her dresser, searching for a necklace that she'd deposited there.

When she was done, I burst into uproarious hysterics, unable to contain myself. So that was how Bella really saw me, hmm? "Yes, Bella. You are perfectly correct. That's how I behave when you aren't around. I'm very sorry. Do you still love me?" I did my best puppy dog eyes, and she frowned, clearly unable to resist my 'cuteness.'

"I'm going. Maybe I won't come back." She turned and, kicking up her leg, walked down the stairs, not turning around. I chuckled to myself and launched myself out the window, meeting her at her front door. Escorting her to Charlie's cruiser, where he was waiting, I offered a feeble wave and got into my own Volvo, grinning as she drove away.

The grin fell off my face as soon as she was out of view. Great. Now I had until roughly midnight to entertain myself, and go home to a house full of vampires. I shivered at the thought… and then laughed at myself. My humor was only entertaining when someone else was around to laugh at it.

I made it home in a flash, parked the Volvo, and entered my house, afraid of what was going to meet me. I instantly tuned in on the thoughts of my family, searching for any sense of teasing that I'd have to deal with.

Why is my mirror broken?

Rosalie. I sighed. The little things that managed to agitate her.

Hmm. I'm seeing Bella going to a movie with Charlie and being hit on by some guys, and Charlie threatening to shoot them… I wonder how Edward would take that. I wonder how he's going to take tonight, too, without being around her. Watching her sleep. I wonder—um… hey, Edward.

Gritting my teeth at her train of thought, and watching the vision unfold in my own mind, I struggled to find words. "Hey, Alice."

Ooh, hey hey heeeey, Eddyboy's home! I wonder what he'll do while Bella's out… or, at least that's what Alice said… I wonder. Hmm. When's the last time I challenged him to an arm wrestle? I bet I smoked him last time. Bet I still could, too. Hmm. Or… maybe—hmm…

Emmett's thoughts trailed off in that general process, so I tuned him out. I couldn't find Jasper's thoughts too well.

He went hunting in Montana, Alice thought, clearly knowing what I was searching for. She came in view on the winding staircase, waving a bit at me as she continued to descend. Esme went with him, simply because she felt like she hadn't spent a lot of time with him recently. You know how Esme is.

I smiled and nodded.

She exhaled. "Emmett's going to come barging in a few seconds."

I nodded again. "I know."

As we'd both suspected, he ran into the living room and launched himself onto the couch, doing a belly flop worthy of a prize of some sort. "Eeeeeeeeddddddddyyyyyy!" he mumbled into a pillow, and I felt my anger begin to boil. Had Jasper been here, it would've made everything easier, but my anger usually got the best of me.

"Jasper should be home soon enough," she reassured me, reading my thoughts by my face. "He left earlier today, when you were still with Bella. He's on his way back now; I see it. Carlisle's coming home from the hospital, too—you guys should do something together. Have a boys' night."

I cringed at the very thought. Boys' night. Right. It was difficult to spend any time at all when Jasper and Emmett were within inches of each other. Many people believe that Jasper is a quiet person, but that's not so. He keeps to himself around others, but he's forever twenty… what do you expect? Emmett's forever six, as far as I'm concerned, and one personality compliments the other.

Which means it does not compliment me.

Part of me wishes I could be like them: carefree, silly at times, a child. I was the youngest out of them all, but I never acted it. I'm like Bella in that. For example: when Bella told Renée that we were getting married, her mother accepted this. She always joked that Bella never was a teenager—she was always middle-aged. I was, and still am, quite the same way.

I found it difficult to relate with my brothers, but when I did, I had a lot of fun. So maybe I'd try to cooperate tonight. Just for the girls. Maybe I'd have fun.

Taking a glance at Emmett, who was trying to lick his elbow, I doubted this.

As Alice had seen, Carlisle walked through the door swiftly, followed instantly by Jasper and Esme. My father pivoted and swooped Esme into his arms, placing a tender kiss on his lips. She smiled softly up at him and ran a hand across his cheek. I butted out of their thoughts and focused on golden-eyed Jasper, who instantly relieved the tension I was feeling about the evening.

"Welcome home, Doctor," Emmett saluted Carlisle, who grinned in return.

"Thank you, Emmett. What's going on for tonight? Where is Bella?" he questioned, looking at me.

I sighed. "Out with her father for the night… for the first time in a few years, I'm sure. She left me here to entertain myself."

"I think they should have a boys' night," Alice put in, and Esme quickly agreed.

"Oh, yes! You should—please? It would be so nice; all my boys finally spending some time together. It's so rare that it happens, you know? Oh, yes, that's a wonderful idea. You guys could watch sports, or play video games, or—" Her gushing was ended abruptly.

"Esme?" Jasper easily interrupted, but his gaze was still on Emmett. Her eyes were alight, but then she realized what they were doing. She narrowed her eyes teasingly, and sighed.

"Fine, boys. I won't be enthusiastic. But, I would really enjoy it if you guys did spend some quality time together. We can have a girls' night, too. I've been itching for one of those."

Alice nodded and smiled wickedly. "Good idea!" She grabbed Esme's arm and dragged her up the stairs, into the room where Rosalie was. Her thoughts reeked of girliness, and I quickly evaded them. That left Carlisle, Emmett, Jasper and I, sitting in the living room.

"Let's do it!" Emmett cried, and high fived Jasper enthusiastically. "Let's do… ummmm… is there a game on?"

My eyes dashed to the clock. "Probably not. Charlie wouldn't have taken her out tonight if there was any game of interest on, and I'm positive of that."

Emmett launched himself across the living room and collapsed on the hardwood floor, flipping through various games to various game systems that I'd used rarely in my time in the house. Which wasn't all that often anymore.

"What's this?" he questioned, holding up a game with an almost promising cover. There was a man holding a gun, and his helmet's golden tint prevented you from seeing his eyes.

"That's Halo 2," Jasper informed him with a wild look on his face. Carlisle grinned, and Emmett let out a cry of joy.

"YES!"

Okay. So I'm a geek. I'm an all-around kind of girl, you know? Drama club, sports, writing … video games. I own the shit out of Halo 2, thank you very much. I haven't played in a while, but somehow today I got in a conversation with some of my guy friends about it. And then I was sitting there thinking… holy shit, how would the Cullen boys deal with playing a game like Halo? And I had to write about it.

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