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A Youtube Script:
*episode eighteen*
*1 Week Later*
*Bella’s P.O.V*
Bella: *lying on the couch, sick*
Edward: *stroking her hair* Are toi sure toi don’t want anything? *worried*
Bella: *hoarse* I’m sure…but please leave me alone…I don’t want toi to see me like this.
Edward: Fine, but I’m having Carlisle check toi out.
Bella: No! I’m f- *pukes on Edward’s couch*
Edward: Oh, Bella! *runs over to her and picks her up*
Bella: *starts crying; leans head on his shoulder*
Edward: *swaying with her in his arms*
Bella: *still crying…throws up again down his back*
Edward: *pats her back and grabs a towel; wipes the back of his t-shirts* Come on, love…let’s try to hold down some food.
~Edward takes her downstairs~
Emmett: *sitting on the canapé with Brownie while Rosalie ‘blows chunks’ in a bucket* Aww! Rosalie! toi got some barf on Brownie’s leash! *smacks head* Bad, chunk blower!
Rosalie: *sits up* Thanks a lot for the s- *pukes all over Emmett’s lap*
Emmett: *jumps up* ROSALIE! Yuck! *runs to the cuisine to get towels*
Rosalie: This sucks! *starts crying*
Edward: *cradling Bella* Shh, I think she’s asleep.
Rosalie: Are toi like my husband and don’t care about my conditions?
Edward: I have my Bella’s conditions to worry about-what happened to her?
Rosalie: Uh, I’m not s- *pukes again except this time all over Brownie and the couch*
Brownie: *barks and licks some puke off him*
Rosalie: *screams* No, no, no! Stop, Brownie! Bad dog! Bad! Bad!
Emmett: *runs in* *sees Brownie* ROSALIE!
Rosalie: Sorry! *runs out of the room crying*
*Rosalie’s P.O.V*
Rosalie: *runs into Emmett’s game room/the garage*
Alice: *sitting on the canapé playing DS* *smiles* salut Rosie!
Rosalie: *crying* will toi help me, Ali?
Alice: *concerned* Of course, what do toi need?
Rosalie: I need toi to help me kill Brownie and trash this room.
Alice: Rose, I’ll help toi trash the room…but *sighs* I can’t kill Brownie.
Rosalie: I understand…but…throw down the game…get ready to kill the bear. *smirks*
Alice: Rosalie…whatever toi do-be careful. You’re going to make someone REALLY mad.
Rosalie: *nods* that’s the point, dear friend.
Alice: *sighs* whatever. *gets up and follows Rosalie out to the tool shed*