EM-POV

Whoa.

What.

The.

Fuck?

Man, if Edward were a human I'd say he was on drugs, no brainer. For one, he is moving, but he's not walking. He is just about bouncing. I shit you not.

He's helping Alice with the wedding, but the man is walking with so much spring in his step he's leaving indentations in the carpet. And he's got such a huge grin on his face, I think he must have found some vamp-booze.

"Edward, you had better get your butt over here and choose the napkin arrangements you want now or so help me…" Alice threatened at the top of her voice.

"Coming, Alice" a voice sang

I turned in the direction of the voice so fast I fell off the couch, as Edward practically skipped his way past me again. I looked at him in shock. Edward? Edward does not sing.

Unless… of course. Worse, then vamp-drugs or vamp booze for him- Bella. The poor man is so in love he's slap happy. Well, maybe once he's had a chance to express his love to Bella a little bit, he'll stop being such a prude about me and Rose. I mean, self expression is in in this decade. And Rose has this new corset I've been dying to try out…