Hi All! I just wanted a story that focuses on The Cullens and Edward and Bella's time with Renesmee. Each Cullen will get their own time with her. Journey with the Cullens for a day and watch Renesmee capture their hearts. Also, I'm writing this because I feel there wasn't much father-daughter time in Breaking Dawn. Also, if you like Jacob, well still read it, but he isn't in it. I wanted it Jacob free only because it's Edward and Bella's daughter.

Alice P.O.V

I fluttered down the stairs, a bunch of white roses in my left hand. These would look like a masterpiece in the centre of the antique dining room table against the ivory drapes. Glancing into the lounge, I saw Emmett, Rosalie, Jasper - pretty much everyone except Edward, Bella and Nessie - absorbed in their own little activities.

Rosalie was brushing through her golden blonde locks with her pale fingertips, causing a soft sshhhishing sound with each stroke. Esme was knitting a woollen scarf for Nessie, clickt, clickt, clickt went the tapping off the knitting kneads. Carlisle, Emmett and Jasper were watching the Olympics. Today were all the running events. Too bad there wasn't an Olympic event for Vampires because we'd run circles around those guys.

I eyed the scarf that Esme was knitting. I smiled satisfied, Nessie would look good in soft blue, it was a beautiful contrast against her reddish-brown curls.

Against the grass outside, I heard the soft buzzing sound of a vampire's run...or in this case, two vampires and one little in-between. My gold eyes darted to the back window, where two figures zipped towards the back doors, with a third in the arms of its mother.

Edward, Bella and Renesmee entered. One very beautiful family stood in front of the glass window that over looked the grey sky and blue river. Their pale complexions blending into the misty background. It was a fairytale picture. Nessie's little two-year-old body, lay in Bella's arms, her little head against Bella's shoulder spilled over in the most loose and luxurious curls of bronze. She rubbed her eyes gently with her pale little fingers.

"Well, look who's awake," Emmett teased, I loved watching Bella's reaction the most. She shifted tensely.

"Do you ever get tired of being a pain in the-" Bella began.

"Ass?" Emmett grinned. "Nope."

"Your just jealous cause I'm still stronger," Bella replied a small smile playing on the corner of her lips as she hugged Nessie tighter against her. Edward looked from Bella to Emmett and smile to himself.

Emmett's grin dropped. "That won't last long," he said dryly.

My eyes darted to Renesmee - to what she was wearing. Woollen ivory sweater, blue jeans and sneakers. I shook my head disbelieving.

What is Nessie wearing?

Edward glanced at me. Clearly he'd heard.

I will not have my niece in anything that's not worth wearing. THAT is not worth wearing, the colours are all wrong. I thought to him.

Edward rolled his eyes and ignored me. He rested his chin on Bella's head and wrapped his arms around his wife and daughter. I smiled despite my irritation, they looked cute. Edward and Bella were like two puzzle pieces made to match up and Renesmee was the overall beautiful picture that the puzzle represented. I always had this warm feeling watching them, of course that warm feeling was replaced by minute fussiness over Renesmee's attire, but I still smiled. It was like she'd been with Edward and Bella for years, not months. All those times I'd communicated with Edward, through his most gloomiest and scariest hours, did I ever think he would one day father a beautiful little girl who loved both him and Bella endlessly.

Through these thoughts, images blurred in my head then, a constant smudge of colours. Sometimes the images were clear, other times, they were not. What I did see, was our whole family, hunting in the Forrest, and to my delight, although I already knew it, Renesmee was in a frilly pink dress. The same pink dress I'd only picked up yesterday from a little vintage store.

"Excellent!" I exclaimed fluttering over to Renesmee and holding out my arms for her.

Bella looked at me curiously, she tried to guess what I was happy about.

I grinned at Bella "Trust me?" I said trying to play innocent as I hunched my shoulders.

Bella raised one eyebrow before narrowing her eyes, that smile on her lips stretching as Renesmee jumped into my open arms. Her bronze curls, to her waist sprung with her movements. She smiled at me and reached for my face the instant she was in my cold arms. In my head I saw a replay of myself delighted. She wanted to know what Bella was trying to figure out.

"We're going hunting, Emmett's in the mood for some of those grizzlies," I told Renesmee, before looking over at the other vampire faces, the faces of my family. "Oh and I'm changing Nessie's outfit," I added to Bella already flitting up the stairs. I heard Edward muttered the words 'Alice' under his breath, his arms holding Bella tighter.

"No one said fancy clothes were part of the hunting description!" Bella called. I heard the soft melting sound of Bella's lips against the edge of Edward's jaw.

"Hey Edward?" I heard Emmett call, his voice like an Indian Drum, bellowing loudly. "I bet you number two wins the race, if I win, it's a double arm wrestling match, if you win...I'll...I'll watch Renesmee for one whole hour."

Edward scoffed.

Bella snorted. "It's not like Renesmee needs constant watch Emmett."

"Yeah," Rosalie chimed. "She knows how to take care of herself better than you do."

"IT'S NUMBER FIVE!" I called from my upstairs bedroom which I had just entered.

"ALICE!" I didn't need to see the future to know that was Emmett.

I sat Renesmee on my satin blue quilted bed. Her little two-year-old body looked lost against my enormous bed. Her Bella-eyes looked at me curiously.

"Now, I have something for you," I told gently walking over to my beige closet and opening the double doors. My heart fluttered at all the clothes that welcomed me. I shifted my dresses, my jeans, my over coats until I came to a stack of hanging dresses, coats, and hats. These clothes had plastic sleeves around them and were all Renesmee's. This was her little stash that I kept, but "forgot" to mention to Bella. I grinned taking the coat-hanger and holding out a frilly long sleeved pink dress under a plastic sheet.

Renesmee gazed at the dress, suddenly enchanted. She smiled, showing off two dimples. "I can wear it?"

I nodded "Absolutely!" I sang, flitting over to her. "Now, let's learn how to put clothes on," I instructed holding out my hand. Renesmee took it and jumped off the bed in one swift movement.

I bent in front of her, and our foreheads touched. I smiled up at her. "Now...you take your shoes off first..."

Renesmee did exactly that and with as much ease and comfort as if she'd done it before. She looked up at me and cracked a smile. Completely proud she was.

I laughed. "Now your jeans and sweater," I instructed gently, I helped her with her jeans, but she managed the top just fine. Beats of heat oozed off her ivory skin as I showed Renesmee little white tights. She stepped into them and soon her whole outfit was on and there was minimal help on my part. The only thing I had to do with the dress was tie the pink bow. Renesmee grabbed her sparkling shoes and buckled them herself.

Already she looked like a little princess. A heroic princess going to slay a grizzly bear. Ironic, huh?

"There you go, I picked good right?" I asked her as she stood up from her sitting position on the carpet.

She nodded with a smile. "I like my dress," she said gently. Her little hands holding it out.

"You tell momma you need to wear more clothes like this." I instructed Renesmee, pulling a ruffle of her dress. Renesmee looked at me, and raised her eyebrows, a small crease appeared in the middle of them. She got that look from Bella.

Then she touched my face placing her silky ivory hands against my cheek.

She asked me, Why

I touched her nose. "Those clothes lacked any sense of style," I told pointing to her rumpled sweater and jeans on the floor. "I don't want to lecture you both, better I start you off early," I simply stated, before opening my arms out for her.

She reached for my face again. In my head I saw two images. The first was of both of us, just as we were before, with Renesmee learning to dress herself. My beaming smile in the background played around the edges before zooming in on Renesmee's proud smile. She'd learnt something new. Then, Renesmee's form suddenly grew and shuffled around until she turned into...Bella. Beautiful. Young. Vampire Bella standing with her long dark mahogany hair falling over the small of her back. The imaged zoomed in further and I saw Bella's outfit - or rather...clothes. Simple jeans, pale ivory sweater and coat. There was no hint of glitter, no hint of vintage, no hint of designer. No nothing, just plain and simple and...perfect?

I got the feeling Renesmee loved Bella just the way she was, clothes and all...obviously, but she didn't want Bella to wear or be anything that wasn't her. She didn't want Bella to change. She loved her and nothing Bella did could ever be wrong in Renesmee's eyes - even if she did get fashion wrong, all the time.

I smiled at her "Your momma likes her style that's not likely to change," I reassured her, gently twirling my fingers in one of her curls. She smiled and suddenly she mirrored Edward - save for her eyes. "But the main lesson in life...or the afterlife...is to never give up and always look stylish while you're doing it." I chimed.

My arms were still open for her. "Now are you going to pounce or what?" I challenged.

Nessie grinned and launched herself into my arms, she hugged me gently and I didn't have to see any images to know her gratitude. Her silent thankyou was louder than if she had showed it to me. I smiled happily as I carried her down the stairs and back to the rest of our family.

As soon as I flitted back into the lounge, I saw that most of them were standing now, except Emmett, who was adamant to leave until he found out who won the race. Apparently seeing the future wasn't going to budge him on this. If there was one thing he hated more than anything, it was a bet. Well, no, it was losing a bet.

Edward grinned at me, obviously hearing my thoughts, just then. Clearly he was just as anxious to leave as the rest of us were, and Emmett's stubbornness was beginning to bother him.

"God give it up Emmett," I told fluttering next to Bella.

Bella turned to Renesmee and eyed the dress. "Alice...you shouldn't have," she mocked smiling towards her daughter. Renesmee reached for Bella at the exact moment Bella took her. Those two were so in sync it was hard to tell who made the first move.

"Alice taught me how to dress myself," Renesmee sang, her sweet voice melting all of us around her.

Bella raised her eyebrows and looked at me. "You did?"

I nodded smugly.

"Should we be worried now?" Edward asked me.

I rolled my eyes. "Fashion is something everyone should do, I can't help it if I wanna start her off early," I huffed. Why couldn't anyone understand it?

Bella laughed, the sound reminding me of a tinkling on a xylophone. "Where's it from?" she implied... the dress obviously.

"For me to know, and you to never find out," I stated statically. "Now I'd love to stay and chat about clothes but since you need more than adequate lessons in it, I'm going to suggest hunting instead."

Rosalie, Esme, Carlisle, Jasper, Edward, Bella and Renesmee, were off in a beat. They all made their way out the back doors where the river and open land welcomed us.

With one last glance I turned to Emmett. "Are you really going to bet against Alice?" I was just too good.

He rolled his eyes from the couch just as the winner crossed the finish line. I smiled before whizzing out the doors to join the rest of my family.