|Forks Not So Mythical Creature Olympics
Author: ashpi PM
What happens when Emmett gets the inspiration to start his own Olympics? Post Breaking Dawn. Random story idea while I was bored at a Junior Olympics competition. Read and Review please!Rated: Fiction T - English - Emmett - Chapters: 6 - Words: 2,815 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 3 - Published: 07-21-09 - id: 5236880
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A/N: CAUTION: SHAMELESS SELF-PROMOTION AHEAD Like it so far? You must, considering you read this much. Don't forget to read and review my other Twilight story, Isabella, A Fractured Fairy Tale, and my Mortal Instruments story, Pyscho Girls!
Disclaimer: I own twilight! Well, the special eddition and paper back copies, at least.
Chapter 6: Go
"Alright! Let's get started!" I exclaimed as the rest of the family and the wolf pack started running up to the clearing. They were all wearing their designer uniform/t-shirt with the FNSMCO logo Alice designed embroidered on the front. She insisted on creating one, although I could care less about it. It was a fang and claw print fitted into the Forks' town symbol. Of course we didn't have fangs, it was just our little private joke. The back of the shirt had our first name, Team Vamp, Team Wolf, with the exception of Nessie's and Esme's. Renesme's had "Team Loch Nessie" and Esme's had Referee. Although I specifically said to Alice that there were no teams, "It's just for show Emmett, relax" was her answer.
Before they reached us, I grabbed Jazz and my shirts out of my jeep quickly wrestling mine on and tossing him his. I got everyone to settle down by the race setup, the first event.
"In this competition, whoever has the least amount of points when it's over will win. You get the amount of points equal to the place you are in. Like, first place one point, second two, and so on. There are first, second and third place trophies, along with bragging rights." I smirked, and then began to explain the rules for the race. "Our first competition is the race. This is a mile long track. Esme will say when to start. We'll race up and down the path ten times, and then on the final length, Esme will watch to see who wins. Her word is final. Any questions?"
One of the wolves howled. "Just get on with it" Edward translated with an eye roll. I was a bit anxious myself so I took them all to the starting line. Rose came up next to me.
"Good luck, Emm." She smiled and I almost forgot about the race that was about to begin. After a quick plunge back into reality, I informed her,
"You don't need luck if you have skill." She laughed at that, and then Esme's voice called out, "Go."
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