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Card games at the Cullens

Summary:
It is game night at the Cullen's and when Bella is thrown in the mix, we find out if she's really part of the family. It’s a comedy for everyone.


Notes:
This is my first one! I hope you like it


2. Scrabble with the Cullen's

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Scrabble with the Cullen’s

I was sitting on the couch of the Cullen’s living room with the family watching a documentary about vampires. Why we were doing this, I had no idea. As far as I knew, they pretty much had everything wrong; which just made the Cullen’s upset. It reminded me of how Charlie would watch a baseball game; how he would get angry and shout at the television.

“What? I just want to know who in the world came up with the whole garlic idea. I mean, seriously! And turning into a bat? How unsanitary!” shouted Emmett. I giggled when he said that, Emmett of all people was worried about how unclean a bat was.

“Honey, calm down; it’s just a documentary. You know these are made by people who think they know everything and think they’re better than everyone because they’re smart. Kind of like Edward,” Rosalie said with a smug smile. Edward looked in her direction and gave her a deathly glare.

“Whatever. And seriously, do they really think we all dress like that?” asked Emmett, as a picture of Dracula came up. “A cape, for crying out loud!”

“You know, I don’t think having fangs would be that bad. Wouldn’t it be easier for you to kill your prey?” I asked.

“Yes, but that would mean we couldn’t go in the human world at all. We would permanently have them in our mouth and that would just make people as questions,” said Carlisle. He wasn’t as upset about this documentary as Emmett was, but every now and then I’d see him shake his head and let out a sigh.

“Yeah, and talking with those things in our mouths all the time might make us sound like we had a lisp,” laughed Jasper. I giggled at that while I tried to imagine Edward with a lisp.

“And wearing a cape is ridiculous. I mean, they would just get in the way,” sighed Edward.

“How?” I asked confused.

“Well if you were running through a forest after say, an irritable grizzly, the cape would be flapping behind you. And if you got to close to a tree, it could get tangled into it and it could end badly. Ask Emmett, he would know,” laughed Edward. I looked at Emmett with my mouth wide open.

“What? I wanted to see if it worked; the Dracula thing. It was only the one time!” I started to laugh uncontrollably as I imagined Emmett sitting on the ground pouting while his cape was tangled in the tree. Esme reached for the remote control and turned off the television.

“That’s enough of that; Bella, its time for dinner.” I stood up as slowly as I could out of Edwards grasp and trudged along to the kitchen. I took a frozen pizza from the freezer and popped it into the oven for 35 minutes. I was spending the weekend at the Cullen’s while Charlie was out fishing for the whole weekend. It seemed like I was spending every weekend here, but I couldn’t complain. I turned around and saw the whole family was sitting down at the kitchen table. It was kind of the family dinner I never really had; well that’s how Esme explained it. It was weird that I was the only one eating. I sat down at my spot next to Edward.

“Let’s play a game,” suggested Carlisle.

“Yay! Okay, what do you want to play? Bella, you choose!” said Alice, as she was bouncing up and down.

“Um…well I haven’t played Scrabble in a while…”

“Perfect!” Alice ran out of the room and was back holding Scrabble in three seconds flat. “Okay, there are eight of us but only four racks so we’ll play in couples.” She set up the board game and gave each couple a rack and seven tiles. I obviously was with Edward, and our letters were A, I, D, R, T, S, O.

“Okay, here’s the deal people; no super powers. Esme can be the score keeper because she’s good with numbers and rarely ever makes mistakes. And when people like Edward and Carlisle uses big words, we are allowed to challenge them with the golden dictionary,” said Emmett.

“Wait…the golden dictionary?” I asked. Guessing that I would say that, Emmett just smiled and shook his head. He pulled out something from underneath the table and sang “Duh Duh Duhhhhhhh!” It was the biggest dictionary I’ve ever seen; and yes it was gold. But when I looked at the cover, someone probably being Emmett, took a piece of masking tape and wrote “Golden Dictionary” on it in permanent marker. I had to laugh at that, only someone like Emmett would do that.

“Oh you laugh now, you silly girl. But this very object could save your life…or well your score; whatever.” We all laughed at that and Rosalie cleared her throat and said;

“Anyways…I think to be fair; one person from each couple should draw a letter from the pouch and the closest one to A goes first.” She was about to reach in and pull out a letter when Emmett caught her wrist and gave her an astonished look.

“What?”

“No offense honey, but I feel really lucky tonight so can I please do it? Please!” Rosalie rolled her eyes and handed Emmett the pouch. He cracked his knuckles and his neck and took the bag. He reached in to retrieve a tile and held it high up in the sky and said “Aha!” We all broke out into fits of laughter. Emmett had a confused expression on his face and when he looked at his tile, it read “Z”. He looked up Rosalie who had her arms crossed and was staring him down; he knew he was in trouble. Carlisle reached over and grabbed the bag and held it open for Esme, she drew out a “G”. Alice picked an “M” and I picked an “A”. Edward kissed me on the forehead and said, “That’s my girl.”

We got to go first and before I even had the chance to look at the tiles; Edward laid out a word right in the middle of the board. He laid out the word “arid” and while Emmett was about to reach out and grab the golden dictionary, Edward said, “It’s a word, it means extremely dry…idiot.”

“Like your sense of humor?!” yelled Emmett. We all just sat there and looked at him. I grabbed the R and the T from the rack and attached them onto the R, spelling out rot. He then took the S and put it under the A and next to the O, spelling out as and so.

“Bingo!” I shouted.

“Um…wrong game, love,” said Edward confused.

“No, if you use all of the tiles in one turn you get a bonus of 50 extra points!” Edward smiled at me, counted up the points on the board and we had a total of 65 points. I heard Emmett mumble “cheaters” under his breath but we all chose to ignore it. We drew seven more tiles, now having F, N, H, I, E, S, and O as our letters. Next, it was Esme and Carlisle’s turn. I saw Carlisle whisper something to Esme as she laid down an A, T, and a E under the T; spelling rotate. Esme counted up their score of 13 points and wrote it down. Alice and Jasper spelled out vogue using the E in rotate as the last letter; of course Alice would do that. Emmett tried to use the D in arid; he just took all his tiles and laid them down in a random order, spelling nemhoid.

“Um…what is that? I didn’t agree to this!” Rosalie said, with a hint of anger in her voice.

“Wait a second, is that even a word?” I asked, accusingly. Carlisle was reaching for the golden dictionary before Emmett snatched it off the table.

“What are you saying? Are you guys accusing me of lying and cheating? Are you saying that I made up a word just to get a bingo like Bella and Edward?” yelled Emmett.

“Yes we are actually, now give Carlisle the book,” said Edward. Seeing now that he was going to lose, he handed Carlisle the dictionary.

“Nope, sorry but it’s not a word.”

“It’s Spanish!” yelled Emmett.

“Okay genius, what does it mean?” asked Edward.

“Do I look Spanish to you?” We all just looked at him, confused. “Okay, it means fish!”

“Fish in Spanish is pescado,” said Jasper, with a bored expression. And with that, Emmett took back the seven tiles and spelled out hed.

“What?” asked Jasper.

“It’s like he’d…with an apostrophe.” The Cullen’s just shook their head and gave it to him, even though that probably wasn’t allowed. It became apparent that Edward and I were the Scrabble champs because we almost used all of our letters every time. It was obvious that my team and Carlisle’s team were the ones who used the bigger words. Edward and I came up with anecdote, censure, disdain, emulate, and opulent. Carlisle and Esme also came up with words like parched, prosaic, rancorous, tactful and wary. Alice and Jasper had some interesting words; you could tell who came up with which words. Alice’s words all dealt with either fashion or shopping. She had Gucci, Versachi, Coach, Chico’s and Lacoste. Jasper had word like Yankee’s, canons, war, America and south.

Rosalie and Emmett’s team; well they tried. Actually Rosalie did pretty well; of course her words dealt with cars. Her words were engine, tires, Buick, Toyota, and mustang. Emmett had words such as cow, duck, cat, dog, and his favorite word, sex. It was Emmett’s turn next and as he was about to put down four tiles, Edward said;

“That’s not a word…not that one either…definitely not that one…the letter A cannot be one…you’re an idiot.” Emmett threw down his hands in exasperation and made the whole table shake causing the tiles to slide across the board. Rosalie petted his arm and told him everything was going to be okay. She took four letters and attached them to an L, making it spell wheel. I had to look away for a moment to try and hide the laughter.

“It’s not okay, Rose. This game is stupid, that documentary was stupid, and this golden dictionary is stupid!” The Cullen’s all gasped at what he just said; I guess the dictionary had more value than I thought. “Just because I can’t spell out anecdote doesn’t mean I’m not as smart as Edward, and just because I wore a cape that one time doesn’t mean I’m not stronger than everybody else!”

“Oh, shut up you big baby,” was all Jasper said to really piss off Emmett.

“Whatever…I’m done with this game, and next week I’m choosing! And we’re sticking to card games!” yelled Emmett, as he got up and ran upstairs carrying Rosalie. We all sat there in shock of what just happened.

“Well I guess Edward and Bella win then, congratulations,” said Esme as she served me my pizza.

“Good job, love. You’re a B.S and a Scrabble champion. How does it feel?” asked Edward.

“Superlative!” I said.

“Oh, shut up!” screamed Emmett from his room. We all looked at each other and started to laugh hysterically.