What happend?

FortuneTeller has entered the chatroom.

MountainLion has entered the chatroom.

FortuneTeller: Good God.

MountainLion: You took the words right out of my mouth.

FortuneTeller: Bella was . . . she was . . . freaky.

MountainLion: Freaky in the sense that her actions were freaking you out?

FortuneTeller: Yeah . . .

MountainLion: It was weird, coming home and finding Bella, Carlisle, and Jasper all sitting in the living room, Jasper and Carlisle giving each other dark looks, with Bella kind of out of it on the couch . . .

FortuneTeller: Yeah. Jasper was making her like that, wasn’t he?

MountainLion: Yes. Couldn’t you tell when he lifted it and Bella started squealing?

FortuneTeller: Yeah, I could. What was it she said? I could hardly understand her.

MountainLion: Something about being happy to see us and how much fun she was having with Jasper and Carlisle.

FortuneTeller: Did Jasper ever tell you what was going on?

MountainLion: No. I was too preoccupied with Bella. He said he’d explain everything to me later. Speaking of him, here he comes.

FortuneTeller: He’ll be here about twenty seconds.

JazzItUp has entered the chatroom.

MountainLion: Hello, Jasper.

FortuneTeller: Hey, Jazz.

JazzItUp: Hi, guys.

FortuneTeller: So, tell us– what was up with Bella?

JazzItUp: Oh, Lord. Do you really want to know?

MountainLion: Of course we do! She was acting like she’d lost her mind! Bouncing around, squealing, and talking ninety miles a minute and everything! I mean, Bella is usually pretty perky when she’s happy, but good God!

JazzItUp: Okay. Here goes . . . Well, I was sitting in the living room, watching CNN (they were having a very interesting debate over the war in Iraq) and my phone rang. I answered, and it was Bella. She squealed, “EEEEH! JASPER, GET ONLINE SO I CAN INSTANT MESSAGE YOU!” then hung up! So, naturally, I was . . . confused, to say the least, so I got online, and she started instant messaging me like crazy.

FortuneTeller: I don’t like where this is going . . .

MountainLion: Me, neither. Continue, Jasper!

JazzItUp: It was weird. She couldn’t spell or type correctly. I was freaking out because I seriously thought she’d gone off the deep end of the psycho-pool or something, only none of you were here, so I couldn’t tell anyone. Only then Carlisle drove up from the hospital, and I went and got him. He asked Bella how she felt, and guess what she said?

MountainLion: What– OH MY GOD.

FortuneTeller: What?! What did she say?!

MountainLion: HIGH? SHE SAID SHE FELT HIGH?! WTF?

JazzItUp: No lie, it’s true.

FortuneTeller: HIGH?! Oh my God!

MountainLion: -croaks- Continue, Jasper.

JazzItUp: So Carlisle asked her if she’d eaten anything funny.

FortuneTeller: What’d she say, Jazz? Spit it out!

JazzItUp: She said all she’d eaten was chocolate.

FortuneTeller: CHOCOLATE? As in, all that was just a sugar rush?

MountainLion: Keep going, Jazz!

JazzItUp: She said . . . she said ROSALIE AND EMMETT gave it to her. Left it with a note on her porch, apparently.

FortuneTeller: Oh. My. God.

MountainLion: WTF?!

FortuneTeller: Rose and Em are behind this?!

MountainLion: gnfdongfdcp

JazzItUp: Edward!

FortuneTeller: What’s up with him?!

MountainLion: Sorry. I accidently knocked over my keyboard.

FortuneTeller: What next, Jasper?

JazzItUp: Then she started typing the lyrics to that addictive new song from what’s-her-name, Rihanna. “Disturbia”, or w/e it is.

FortuneTeller: So THAT’S what she was humming when we got there. Thought I recognized the tune.

MountainLion: Are you kidding? She wouldn’t shut up with it on the way back to Charlie’s house.

JazzItUp: Edward, what were Rosalie and Emmett thinking when they got here?

MountainLion: I wasn’t really paying attention. I did grasp enough to know that they were both concentrating extremely hard on something else. Rosalie was translating some theme song from a TV show into German, and Emmett was reciting the Greek alphabet.

FortuneTeller: The lousy scum! This is the second joke they’ve played on Bella!

MountainLion: I’m going to kill them when they get back, mark my words!

JazzItUp: Get back? WTF?

MountainLion: Yeah. Rosalie said something about going to Port Angeles to get something. What she would need in Port Angeles, I don’t know. She probably knows what we’ll do to them when they get back. Any estimate on what time they’ll be arriving, Alice?

FortuneTeller: Hmmm. It seems they should actually be arriving very soon, possibly within the next five minutes. Rosalie and Emmett know they can’t stay away too long without looking guilty.

JazzItUp: What are you two going to do to them?

FortuneTeller: Oh, nothing . . . we’d better go get ready, Edward!

MountainLion: Alright, I’ll be right there!

JazzItUp: WTF?

FortuneTeller: You can come, too, Jazz! Carlisle and Esme are in on it, too.

JazzItUp: Alright.

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Ik wil ook zeggen dat de volgende leuk is ^^