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Carlisle and the Fake Baseball

Carlisle's PoV:

I stepped up to the plate, and tapped the bat against by Nike track shoes. My team was going to win this game. There was no doubt about it; Team Carlisle was going to win.

The Bases were loaded; Jasper, Edward, and Alice were all preparing to run. Esme was sitting on the side with Bella ready to judge the play. It was perfect.

Emmett's PoV:

Surprisingly he didn't suspect anything. This was going to be perfect! I wound up and threw the Grape fruit, Carlisle hit it and...

Carlisle's PoV:

IT EXPLOADED INTO MY FACE! RIGHT IN MY FACE! IT WASN'T EVEN A BASEBALL! IT WAS A GRAPEFRUIT! THIS WAS SOOOO NOT FAIR!

"EMMETT MCCARTY CULLEN! GET YOUR SORRY BUTT OVER HERE!" Emmett, who was currently doubled over with laughter, walked over to me.

"Yes, Carlisle?"

"THAT WAS A DIRTY ROTTEN TRICK! I FORBID YOU TO EVER DO ANYTHING LIKE THAT AGAIN. NO GRIZZLIES FOR A MONTH!"

Emmett's face showed a mixture of horror and disbelief. Well... it served him right for doing that to me.

Note to self: Never let Emmett pitch again.

Sorry about the wait, I was so preoccupied. I've decided that I will only do the other stories that I had in the author's note, and then that's the end of this collection of One Shots. Sorry, I have way too many other going. So that's it.

xxthefreakishauthor