AN: Surprise! This is our entry for the Beneath the Mistletoe Contest. We will be posting an age a day ending on Christmas. These chapters will be very short, but we wanted to spread it out like this since it is a Christmas story.

Thanks so much to Kitchmill for once again helping us out and making us look good. ;) Thank to Tea for pre-reading this for us and keeping our secret.

As for our standing in the contest: We were so honored to win 3rd Place Public Vote, Judge JennRG324 chose us as her favorite, and we also received Best Use of Mistletoe. Thanks so much to everyone that participated in the contest and especially the lovely ladies that created it and ran it. It was a blast and we hope we get to do it again next year. Be sure to check out their FB page, Mistletoe Contest, for the other wonderful entries.

Edward and Bella, age 5

Esme Cullen loves throwing a town Christmas party every year. For as long as she remembers, she's just been over the moon about the holiday.

This year's party is going along wonderfully. By now she and Carlisle have hosted so many that she has most things figured out enough that it all runs smoothly.

Of course like anything else, there is the occasional hiccup, but for the most part these parties have become legend and everything goes as intended.

She smiles as she sees her five-year-old son Edward running toward her. He's usually hiding somewhere during any parties or gatherings.

"Mama? Mama?" He comes to a stop right next to her, so she bends down to give him her full attention.

"Yes, baby?"

He sighs and huffs. "I told you I'm not a baby anymore."

"You're very right. I'm sorry. Now what can I do for you, sir?" Esme humors her son.

"Where's the miffle toe?" he asks.

Esme isn't exactly sure what he's asking, but she has a good idea.

"The what?"

"The miffle toe?" he asks again in exasperation like she should most definitely know what he wants.

"Do you mean the mistletoe?" she corrects.

"That's the stuff you kiss girls under, right?"

Esme stifles a laugh. "Um, yes it is. But only if the girl is willing. May I ask why you want to know?"

"Emmett dared me to kiss a girl under it, and if I don't I gots to give him my Gameboy and no way am I gonna do that. So I'm just gonna kiss a girl. Emmett says if you get them under the miffle toe they have to kiss you." He gets all of that out without taking a breath.

Esme isn't sure if she should laugh at her children or be irritated at her oldest. He broke his Gameboy almost as soon as they got them and has been looking at ways to take Edward's ever since.

"Edward, you can only kiss a girl if she agrees. You must never kiss someone unless they want you to kiss them, okay?"

Edward actually rolls his eyes. "I know, Mama. I'm gonna kiss Bella. She'll be okay with it. She knows how much I love my Gameboy so I know she'll agree. I just need to know where the miffle toe is," Edward says, as if this is an everyday request.

Esme should have known this would involve Bella.

Bella Swan is the five-year-old only child of Charlie and Renee Swan, who happen to be very close friends to Carlisle and Esme. Therefore, Bella's around quite a lot. She and Edward tend to play very well together. Bella's a serious child, but also has a very quirky personality … a perfect blend of her parents.

She marches to her own beat, and the Cullens love her as if she were one of their own.

Tonight, when the Swan family came in, Charlie just shook his head as Bella took off her coat. She was wearing a red tutu with white snowflakes, green tights, a green sweater and red boots. She also had ribbons of red, white and green in her hair.

She looked very festive, but definitely not like the other little girls dressed in cute fancy dresses with lace and more subdued colors.

That's Bella though; she always stands out in a crowd. Even at the age of five.

"The mistletoe is hanging above the door, Edward, but you better not try to kiss Bella. Her dad probably won't like it."

"Moooom, don't worry about it." With that he runs off, probably to find Bella.

Esme knows her son is headstrong, so she figures she'll just let this play out and hope no one gets hurt.

"Bella! Bella! I need your help. C'mere, please." Edward has found Bella and is now dragging her toward the door.

"What's goin' on, Edward? Where we goin'?"

They come to a stop in the foyer. Edward looks up searching out the mistletoe. As soon as he finds it, he maneuvers Bella directly under it. Then he looks around to make sure Emmett's watching.

"I need you to do me a favor, please."

"What do you need me ta do?" Bella really wants to know why he's been dragging her all around.

Suddenly, he's giving her a kiss … on the lips! Gross! Her dad told her never to kiss boys. They all have cooties.

Even Edward and Emmett.

She pushes Edward away and stomps his foot.

"If I get sick, Edward, I'mma tell my daddy. He said to never kiss any boys."

Poor Edward is holding his foot and looking embarrassed. He also feels bad that he made Bella do something her daddy told her not to.

"I'm sorry, Bella. Emmett made me. He dared me or I had to give him my Gameboy. Do you forgif me?"

Bella thinks it over for a second. "I guess. I know you really love your Gameboy. Just don't do it again, 'kay?"

Edward nods his head. "Okay. Do you really think kissin' me will make you sick?"

She looks at her best friend who looks really sad, and even though she trusts her daddy, she knows in her heart Edward won't make her sick.

Shaking her head she leans over and kisses his cheek. "Nah. Not you. Let's go play. We have to figure out a way to get Emmett back."

And with that they clasp hands and are off and running, back to normal.

Meanwhile their parents watch the whole scene, and while their moms think it's sweet, Charlie just knows, some day that boy is going to take his baby girl.

We will see you tomorrow with a little older Edward and Bella.