Oh, Edward!

A/N : okay, I would like to say a few things. First, I am really sorry in advance for all the typos that I will make. Really, I'm a horrible typer. And I'm really sorry if I don't update very often, because I am a lazy person and sometimes my creativity is stolen by someone. I haven't figured out who yet… Anyway, this story will almost always be from Edward's point of view. If that changes, I'll let you know. Now, on with the possibly horrible story! Oh, by the way , they're at the Cullens' house.

"Oh, Edward!" I heard Bella call.

I rushed to find her, anxious that something was wrong. I found her in the kitchen, looking up at a light bulb that seemed to have burnt out.

"What is it, love? Are you hurt?"

She looked up at me, and I could see she was upset.

"Edward, do you know what just happened?"

"No, I don't, but I'm sure I'm about to find out."

"Well, you are. I flicked this light on – or, I tried to – and I heard a pop, saw a blue flash, and stayed in the dark. Now, this is a serious problem because I just dropped my earring and I can't see anything in this darkness, and I don't want to step on it."

I glanced at the floor of the kitchen and quickly spied a small golden earring. I picked it up and held out my hand, showing her the small piece of jewelry.

"Here you go, darling. One earring. And a promise to fix that lightbulb." I smiled at her. To my surprise, she closed her eyes.

"No. Edward, I can't be dazzled right now. I'm serious. I need to talk to you about something very important. I should have asked you about this a long time ago, but this event triggered the thought. I have to ask you now."

My smile faded. What question or concern could a burnt out lightbulb possibly cause. Was she thinking she didn't want to live her life in darkness? Or did he need to see someone without such light skin? Whatever her comment, I was sure that it would not be positive.

She took a deep breath.

"Edward, I…I want you to get me a flashlight. I know it sounds silly, because you all have super-vision, but what if I'm alone? Like what happened just now. What if I had stepped onto the earring and started bleeding, and the scent bothered you so much that you couldn't come close to me and I bled to death? But if I had a flashlight, I would be able to see! A burnt-out light bulb wouldn't cause me any trouble! I could fend for myself…a bit. Please, get me a flashlight Edward."

I stared at my fiancée. I loved her more than anything in the world, but sometimes…sometimes I questionned her sanity. As I was sure everyone who knew her often did. I relaxed.

"Bella, honey, don't be ashamed of wanting a…flashlight. It's no trouble at all for me to get you one. In fact, I'll go out right now and get you one!"

She smiled her angelic smile at me, and I could see the reilef in her eyes.

"Oh, thank you Edward, thank you so much! I'll feel so much better once I have a flashlight. Go, please, but come back quickly!"

I grinned and bowed.

"Your wish is my command." Then I ran to the garage and started up my Volvo, intending to stop in at the first place that could possibly carry flashlights.

As I drove into Forks, I caught sight of a store thar had to sell flashlights.

I sighed as I realised what I would have to endure inside.

"Whatever pleases Bella…" I muttered.

I quickly parked my car and walked to the store. Just before I entered, I caught sight of the name again. Newton's Hardware Store. Ugh. That name would always haunt me.

I pushed open the door and, sure enough, I saw the annoying Newton boy standing behind the counter with his back to me. I quickly ducked behind some shelves and started my search for a flashlight. I saw one almost instantly and picked out a few in vibrant colors that Bella was sure to love. Then I walked up to the counter, laid down the items and cleared my throat.

Mike turned around, and shot me a disgusted look when he saw who I was.

"Cullen," he spat.

"Mike," I replied politely. Inside, I was anything but polite, calling him all the cusses I knew. I avoided reading his mind, knowing that I would see either horrible thoughts concerning Bella or completely stupid thoughts that might cause me to laugh out loud.

He looked down at the flashlights and grinned. I saw his plan even before he completely understood it, and reflexively invented a counter-attack.

Sure enough, he raised his voice enough for a group of five girls at the back of the store to hear him.

"Why, Cullen, all these pretty colors! Getting in touch with your feminine side, are you?" Then he leaned in and staged whispered, " by the way, I'm not interested."

I answered easily, before the girls could finish their giggles.

"Actually, Mike, these are for my fiancée, Bella Swan. She likes what you seem to think of as pretty colors."

I heard the girls rushing over.

"Hey, Mike, didn't you want to go out with Bella Swan? But she totally ditched you for him?" one of them said, jerking her thumb at me. How rude. But I let it slide and played along, enjoying myself.

"Yes, actually, my Bella is the very same who rejected Mike here. I remember that time…" I leaned in just as Mike had earlier and whispered loudly, "Mikey was devastated. Even now, you can see he still remains partly bi-sexual by imagining that an engaged male would want to go out with him." I shot Newton a look of pity while all the girls laughed outright, exchanging glances and thinking things along the lines of "Ew, he's right, Mike is so gay! I can't believe I ever wanted to go out with him," or "wow, Mike just got totally pwned by this Cullen guy!" and, my favourite, "Mike will have some serious lying to do at school!"

Even as they giggled, they walked toward the door, and one of them called out

"Bi, Mike!" setting off a new round of insane giggles. I could see one pulling out her cell phone, intending to call a few dozen other girls. I grinned at Mike, whose eyes were bulging with fury.

"Can I take these?" I asked, motioning at the flashlights. I could see he was about to explode.

"TAKE YOUR STUPID FLASHLIGHTS AND LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!" he yelled, then ran to the back room.

I helped myself to a plastic bag, peeled off the barcodes from the fashlights and walked back out to my car. I drove home as quickly as I could while laughing rather hysterically. That should take care of Mike.

I arrived home, composed myself and brought the flashlights to Bella, who was by now sitting in a chair in the living room.

"Your flashlights, love," I said, offering them to her.

She gasped in delight.

"Wow, Edward, these are so cute! Purple and orange and green…they're so bright and happy!" Then her face clouded.

"But…you bought these for me. Like a gift. Let me repay you, please!"

I grinned.

"No, you don't need to pay me back. I got them for free."

She looked at me, questions in her eyes that I planned not to answer right away.

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