Rosalie had been especially difficult to be around for the past few weeks.
When Edward decided to play "Let's make Rosalie really, really, mad, and see if she tries to kill us!", in particular. It was scary enough to make mortals cower in terror.
Edward was stressing over the most récent developement; namely, his daughter becoming pregnant with a human/vampire/werewolf hybrid.
Carlisle a dit it would be fine, no reason to worry, *normally indescernable medical terms* and about three months left.
Typical jour at the Cullen residence. toi know, half vamps and loups garous reproducing. But whatever.
Everyone in the family, the exceptions being Bella and Edward, was on "Team save the vampire/werewolf/human."
Team save the vampire/werewolf/human:
Rosalie, because of the whole "I want my niece to have the opportunity to have her own family and I'll stand par her decision and if you're against her, you're against me, and that's something toi really, really don't want."
Emmett, because "My niece has her own life plus I wanna know what a mega-hybrid looks like."
Alice, because "I get to do shopping, Carlisle says it'll all be fine, nothing to worry about, I want to dress my grand nephew/niece!"
Esme, "I know what it's like to want a child. I won't begrudge toi this, I want toi to have everything I never did."
Bella, because "I know what happened to me, and I don't want the same for you. toi have a life with Jacob, and the best of both worlds."
Edward, "I saw what happened to your mother, I don't want the same thing to happen to you."
Overprotective Dad Award goes to:
Surprise, surprise, Edward Cullen.
Carlisle and I were on Team Neutral. Meaning we'd go with whatever Renesmee wanted.
Being a vampire. You'd think it doesn't get any plus complicated than that. But nooo, the Universe is intent on proving peole wrong, isn't it?