Authors Note: It's a miracle! I'm writing fan-fics again. I realized I have been expected lots of reviews…but I shouldn't be because I write ONE SHOTS. They aren't gonna be seen again.

But…Reviews make me happy, so I THINK (think) POSSIBLY I might write a full length story. I don't know though.

~~in this story we're going to pretend the Cullens celebrate Christmas.

Alice's POV

Honestly, Christmas has got to be the most exciting time of the year! And to top it off, Esme is throwing a Holiday Party and guess who is going to decorate. Me! Yay! But, I need a Christmas tree first.

"Jasper? Are you ready? Did you bring an ax?" I shouted up the stairs.

"What are you doing, trying to show up on CSI by commiting a murder?" Bella asked behind me.

"We're getting a Christmas tree! Do you want to come?" I asked, I needed some help on size.

"Eh, okay." She decided. Jasper came down the stairs with an ax in his hand, so now we can go!

I danced out to my beautiful Porsche while Bella and Jasper went to Emmett's jeep.

"Alice," Jasper asked, "How are we going to fit a Christmas tree into your Porsche?"

I thought about that…We can tape it to the top of the car…? But that might ruin the paint. We can…tie it to my bumper and…no, that will kill it. Um…We don't need to drive!

"We don't need to drive!"

"Alice," Bella said pointing to herself, "Ineed to drive. I can't run like you guys can."

"Fine…" I pouted. Just then, my cell phone rang.

"Hey Esme! What's up?" I asked.

"Alice, the caterer canceled, the custom tree ornaments you wanted are backordered, and so are the ribbons, dresses, and lights."

"W-whaa?" My party! I heard mumbling in the background…
"And, um… the DJ just canceled. Apparantly his grandma is in the hospital…" I growled and snapped my phone shut. We are going to get a tree, and then go shopping for everything else. And, if I can't get my tree…Then, then…I can't even think about it!

As we pulled up to the tree lot, I saw the perfect tree! It was green, full, and the perfect size!

"Jazzy, I want that one!" I said pointing to it.

He swung his ax in one fluid motion and down the tree came.

"Excuse me "Jazzy" but I don't think you noticed my daughter," He pointed to a little girl holding an ax, "wanted the tree. So we will be taking what is rightfully ours." He was huge, even for a human, and had a lumberjack red shirt and dirty jean overalls.

"No!" I squeaked.

"Yes, little girl." He said bending over to take the tree.

I growl built in my chest and I released an ear-shattering noise.

"Listen here, you fat, strong, bossy, smelly, vile HUMAN! I want this tree. I want it now!" I said poking his chest with each syllable.

"Daddy! The mean lady is going to take my tree!" the puny girl whined.

I bent down to her level and stating politely no. But, then she stomped on my new open toe heels.

"Listen here, you snot-nose brat!" I screamed, "I want this tree, I'm going to get this tree, and your not!" As I said not, I pushed her into the mud.

"Daddy! She pushed me!" She cried.

"That's it! I'm calling Santa Claus!" I said waving my phone in her face.

"W-why" She asked.

"Because you're being naughty! Oh! And guess what rugrat? I'm Santa's undercover elf!" I flipped open my phone and pressed buttons, pretending to call someone

"Ah, yes hello Mr. Claus, this girl is being naughty and she deserves to get nothing for Christmas! Yup! Bye!"

The little girl ran away crying and her father chased after her.

"Jasper quick throw the tree in the car and let's go!" He did what I said and loaded it into car.

I have my tree, now I just need to go shopping!