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Midnight Sun:

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Alice: *trying not to tell her how awful Renee's parenting is*

Emmett: *nervous laughter*

Emmett: Ummm... Neat!

[Later]

Emmett: *laying facedown on his bed*

Emmett: I can't believe I said "neat," Carlisle. "Neat." Nobody says neat anymore! It's the goddamn 20th century! It's not neat to say neat, but I said it anyway because I'm a huge loser!

Carlisle: *idly turns page to book he's reading*

Carlisle: Hey, don't beat yourself up. Everyone gets nervous sometimes. Remember what happened when Esme confessed to me?

Emmett: Didn't you like, thank her?

Carlisle: *closes book and stares out the window*

“just don’t let me fall, dad.”

“never.”