This fanfiction will be like a really warped Midsummer Night's Dream version with Twilight characters. I will post the "cast", like which Twilight character represents which Midsummer Night's dream character, later. This first chapter is almost like a Breaking Dawn scene, bu I needed it to create the setting. therefore, it doesn't have many Midsummer Night's Dream aspects to it (none at all, I believe), but just be patient, review, and then I will begin the real drama.

BPOV

"No!" My throat gave a strangled cry. I tore out of the house, face in my hands, tears streaming down my mascara-stained cheeks like a river. The awfulness of it all crushed down on my shoulders, and with great effort, I continued to sprint away from the house I once loved. Now, Charlie's refusal seemed to fill its aura, like a disgusting smell, covering the sweet memories of the past.

I ran for what seemed like forever, tripping over branches, nearly breaking my arm. I didn't want to stop running, because I knew that when I did, the realization of Charlie's words would once again overwhelm me.

After what seemed like hours, I finally slowed to a walk. Dried leaves crunched under my feet. That's when I noticed my bare feet. I glanced around with puffy eyes. It seemed I had run my way deep into the forest. That's not good.

Hard comforting arms suddenly wrapped around my waist, and I felt my heart beat immediately slow. His smell was so delicious, not too sweet and with a tinge of spiciness to it. A whoosh of icy air blew across my face, and I sighed, content yet worried.

"Bella," he whispered. "Do not be upset. We will find a way to convince him." My heart plummeted. I didn't want to remember that. I rubbed my eyes and face, hopefully ridding them of the black streaks, and then turned to face him. His eyes were brighter than usual, like a molten gold.

"No, Edward." My heart shook with sadness, but I successfully kept my voice steady. "He has made his final decision. He said he'd rather die than see me marry you." My voice caught on the last two words, and I lost my cool composure. Once again covering my face in my hands, I began to sob, harder than before. I felt Edward's cold reassuring hands cover mine and them gently lift them away from my teary face. I turned, not wanting him to see me in this state.

"Bella." He sense the torn look on my features and scrunched his face up too. "I do not want to hurt you, or Charlie." He paused, and I immediately dreaded his next words. "Maybe, you should have chosen Jacob instead…" My eyes flashed towards him, and he seemed to notice my anger by the murderous stare I was giving him.

I screamed, "Why can't you understand?" I couldn't believe it. His words almost reflected Charlie's phrasing, the man I had always thought would understand, would accept.

"I love you, Edward, YOU! Without you, I cannot live. Jacob was there for me when you left," we both flinched, "but there was never anything more to it than a love born from gratitude. You are the singular most important being, and without you, my body is gone. So don't you EVER think about me not choosing you again!" I finished my rant, chest heaving. Edward was stunned, and almost admiring in the way he looked at me.

Suddenly, his beautiful face uplifted into his crooked smile. I was now the one to stare, wondering why in the world he would smile after all my screaming. There was almost a radiant glow coming off of his already god-like body.

"Thank you, Bella," his smile widened, "for answering all of my terrible suspicions." His smile then faltered a miniscule bit. "I was so sure you loved that dog more than me, but thank goodness I now know it was only 'love born from gratitude'." He winked, and I couldn't help but give a tiny grin. Suddenly, without warning, he lifted me up and placed me on his back, my arms around his shoulders and legs around his waist.

"So, to talk about your current problem, now that I see you really do want to do this, even with someone like me…" I suddenly interrupted. "I did tell you that you obviously don't see yourself in the right light either, didn't I?" My irritation was plain in my tone, and he laughed.

"Alright, alright. Well, as I was saying, now that you are sure about our marriage, and, regrettably," I buried my face into his shoulder blades, "Charlie's reluctance to give us his blessings, let's go discuss our options with our family."

At once, he was running, because I saw the ground suddenly tear past before I squeezed my brown eyes shut. I no longer did this because of queasiness, but because I did not want to remember Jacob, and the motorcycle times.

I clenched my mouth. The conversation with Charlie had not been terrible until I mentioned the part about never seeing Jacob again.

Flashback:

I walked through the door, motioning for Edward to stay behind. His face looked worried and pained; both he and I were clueless about how Charlie would receive the news of our engagement. Well, maybe he knew, but judging by his beautiful yet pained features, it wasn't going to be good.

Charlie was waiting for me on the couch. It seemed to wilt under his weight. His eyes burned with unseen anger.

"Bella." He motioned me to sit down. I sat on a comfy loveseat. We stared at each other, for a long time, before I cleared my throat nervously, not knowing how to start.

"Um, Charlie? Me and Edward have something to tell you…" I glanced at the window. Charlie's face was unreadable. "Well, we are engaged. The date of the wedding is set to August 13th." Again, he made no response. "And, we couldn't go on without your blessings, so…" I paused. It was then he sighed.

"Oh, Bella. I heard about it. There was a rumor going around about you and Edward's proposal, and several people at the station came up to me to ask about it." He rubbed his weary face. I suddenly noticed the lines on his forehead and dark circles under his eyes. He looked fragile and tired.

"I'm sorry, Dad. I know I'm not making a mistake though. We won't be a repeat of Renee and you." I glanced out the window again. "Edward was the one that kept begging me to marry him," I made sure he heard that. My eyes turned beseechingly towards Charlie's careful face. "Please, please, agree to the marriage. Without your approval, I, we, can't go on." There was a moment's pause.

"Well, are you still going to see Jacob?" I guess he was hoping I would cheat with Jacob and later divorce Edward. Like that would ever happen. "No, I'm not. I can't see Jacob anymore after I'm ch- after the marriage." I barely caught myself. Charlie now stood up furiously, his hopes of me and Jacob dashed to the ground.

"Bella! How could you do this to Jake? Especially when you know how much he loves you, the poor boy." I turned my face away, wanting to stay resilient to the awful memories pouring in. "Jacob was there for you when that-that" Charlie was shaking a finger at the window, anger making his face turn beet red, "that monster left you." Oh, that was a blow to Edward. He was sure to mention the monster part for a while. "Jacob, I know, will never leave you or hurt you. Edward will never be as wonderful as Jacob." Charlie's voice was shaking and loud now.

I shook my head slowly, knowing just how wrong Charlie was. Jacob would leave me, if he imprinted, like Sam left poor Leah. I was definite about my decision.

My heartbeat began to pick up in desperation. "Does that mean you won't…consent?" Charlie's face emptied of emotion. He sat down. "Yes, Bella. If you marry him, do it over my. dead. body." His teeth clenched. My thoughts flew, and I screamed. "No! Charlie! You can't do this!" His face remained impassive. "That's my final answer Bells. I will personally bring the police into the marriage ceremony if you attempt it." I couldn't believe his words, his unreasonable stubbornness.

"No!" I ran out of the house blindly, crashing open the door…

"Bella?" His perfect voice whispered in my ear. "Are you alright?" Hands pulled me down from his back. "We're here."

I opened my eyes. Edward was next to me, holding my hand and watching my face carefully. The white house where the Cullens lived stood in front of me in all its glory. I was glad for a break from my recent flashback. I took a step towards its wide oaken door, and felt Edward's hands pull me back and turn me to face him. His perfect lips turned upward.

"Bella, do you not know what I am thinking right now?" He leaned in, with one hand pulling me closer to him. His lips came dangerously close, and he blew into my face. I felt my breath catch. His hand on my back moved in reassuring and soft circles.

He leaned even closer, eyes burning like a bronze fire. "I want you, Bella. Let me take your mind off your worries." Then his cool lips were on mine, and I tasted their sweetness. My lips moved gently under his. I felt my face turn red and burn,and a tingle flew up my spine. I licked his bottom lip, unable to resist the beautiful taste of him, and he opened his mouth. I knew we were going too far, but I couldn't stop. I wanted to forget everything and just lose myself in the heat of the moment. I was about to deepen the kiss, when an unexpected and unwelcome visitor yelled our names, startling our lips apart.

"Edward! Bella!" A small black-haired figure bounced up to us and we abruptly stopped kissing. My heart thud loudly in my chest while Edward's hands held my waist to him in a vise-like grip. He stared intently at Alice, obviously annoyed by the interruption. I fought back a giggle.

Alice rolled her eyes. "No need to be so protective." I quite agreed. "Get away from her Edward. She's been with you for forever. We still have to plan the wedding." Edward and me glanced at each other. Edward raised an eyebrow, clearly sending her his thoughts again. Alice grimaced.

"Yes, I know, Edward. The marriage will just have to be more secretive, that's all." I pretended to be interested with a waving daisy in the perfectly kept lawn. I reached down to pluck it.

Edward glanced sideways at me, and then turned back to Alice. "Alice, I don't think Bella would like to have a big celebration for the wedding anymore. And I agree with her." Alice's gasp was loud, like a suffocating person taking a breath.

"What? You can't do this Edward! Bella!" Alice turned to me, giving me a large pout. "Bella, tell him that isn't fair. I know you wouldn't go back on your promise to let me do the wedding." I scrunched my face up and looked down at the daisy in my hand. This was going to be difficult.

"I'm sorry, Alice. Things are too complicated, and I just want it over and done with." There was no response. I looked up to see her swaying on the spot. Her eyes were glazed, and her mouth trembling.

Suddenly, her eyes cleared and she glared at Edward. "How dare you suggest such a thing!" She walked away furiously, and I looked worriedly at Edward. He looked confused. "She must have had a vision about what we were going to do." He shrugged and then took my hand, and we walked into the Cullen house.

First chapter is done, and I expect at least 5 reviews. I know, not exactly the comedy you all were expecting, but this sort of set the scene. Next chapter will begin the humor.

Yours,

Fat Brunette