Okay so lots of people were asking me to do another chapter so here it is. This one is when Edward's three. And sorry it took so long I didn't know how to start it.

Carlisle POV

I watched as my three-year-old son, bounded out the backdoor to our large backyard, clutching a soft ball in his arms.

"Take care of him Emmett!" my wife Esme yelled to my middle son. "If Edward gets the slightest bump, you'll be sleeping by yourself for the next two months!"

I knew my wife was joking, and that Emmett did to, but still why tempt faith. If Esme didn't punish Emmett his wife Rosalie would. She loved our baby just like everyone else.

And her punishments for not taking care of Edward properly were drastic. She even forbid Alice from taking Edward shopping when he was two because it was five minuets after twelve when she let him eat. A year later Alice still could only take him shopping for the basics and only if Rose went with them.

Something I'm sure Edward would be pleased about when he was older. No extensive shopping trips with his sister for things he would never wear.

Emmett moved to pick up Edward, but pretended to miss by his fingertips. Edward let out a squeal and ran out of the way. Emmett lunged for him again this time brushing his arms with his cold fingers but still pretending to miss.

Edward knew what we were though not all the details, we hadn't told him about what other vampire ate, but we had explained the cold skin, and incredible speed and strength.

For some reason, -my believing it was because he had been raised by us- Edward had never been bothered by our cold skin, and he was only frightened by our strength if someone broke something unexpectedly and loudly, he even like our speed!

Emmett finally picked Edward up, and swung him up onto his shoulders.

"Come on Eddie, lets go play ball!"

Edward hit Emmett on the head "don't call me Eddie!" he demanded his bottom lip thrusting out into a pout. Alice had long given up her title of having the best puppy-dog face.

"Alright, yikes, you know most kids like nickname!" Emmett protested.

"Be careful Emmett" Jasper the oldest of my boys called "Edward's is getting annoyed! And you don't want to face the rathe of the Mighty Edward do you?"

"Oh no!" Emmett cried theatrically, pretending to swoon without actually falling over. "Anything but that, someone save me!"

Edward bopped Emmett on the head with his ball this time, "silly Emmy!" he proclaimed. "I won't do anything to you" Emmett pretended to be relieved. "Jazzy will!"

"I don't know Edward, Mum might get angry at me if I hurt him." Jasper said.

"Yeah like you could hurt me in the first place" Emmett whispered so that only vampires could hear. I chuckled softly and heard my wife tinkling laugh come from the kitchen.

Edward did his puppy-dog look again "please Jazzy for me? Please?"

"Hey! No fair, one look at that face and I'll be helpless!" Emmett exclaimed.

His brothers ignored him. "Run Emmett" I called.

Suddenly Emmett's face lit up and Edward called out "Jazzy help me!" he always seemed to know what we were thinking; something I was sure would become more prominent after he was changed.

Quickly Emmett swung Edward off his shoulders, and growled at Jasper. "Tell me my dear brother how do you intend to attack me, when I hold your ally hostage?" and he let off an evil laugh.

"Simple my dear brother!" Jasper laughed, "Look behind you."

Emmett turned to face my Esme who was standing with her hands on her hips and a smile tugging the corners of her face. She looked as stern as any human mother would, even more so as she was a vampire.

"Emmett, Jasper if you two are going to fight I think it might be best, if you gave me Edward, don't you think?"

"No Mum, I thought you knew Emmett can't think!"

"Alright that's it, Mum take Edward."

Esme took the bronze haired boy, and mother and son retreated a safe distance from the two vampires.

Jasper and Emmett crouched and began circling each other.

"Go Jazzy" Edward yelled. He turned towards the house and I saw his face lit up.

"This is going to be good!" a voice behind me whispered.

I spun around to find my pixy-like daughter Alice standing behind me watching Edward.

"You know I think he's begun to hang around us to much, he's becoming quite devious in his pranks. Poor Emmy and Jazzy aren't going to know what hit them, literally"

"What did you see?" I had no doubt as to what Alice was referring to. A few days ago Emmett and Jasper had told Edward a story about an evil werewolf who used to live in the attic and ate children raised by vampires.

They would have made it a vampire but for obvious reasons they decided not to.

I had spent all day trying to convince Edward that there had never been a werewolf in the attic, and his answer to that was that werewolf were real. We had told him about the treaty.

The next day the boys decided that they hadn't frightened Edward enough and dressed up in a fur cloak and hid in the attic. When Edward went up the stairs, they had bounded down it howling.

Esme and I had punished them both profoundly but Edward and the girls and been planning their revenge for several days, and by the sound of it Edward had a plan.

His plan must have been good for Alice was dancing on the spot; she grinned at me and said "I'll let him tell you, I've got to go get ready"

I heard Edward shout "bye Jazzy, see you soon!" and dart towards the house leaving his brothers wrestling in the dirt and his mother watching them.

Edward clambered up the steps and opened the door, but tripped just as he got inside. His face showed surprise then his eyes started to water and he began to cry.

I was in the kitchen one minute and at the backdoor the next. Emmett and Jasper had stopped fighting and Esme had started towards us. It was then that Edward's scent hit me harder then it would have normally. He was bleeding.

It wasn't much but it would be enough for Jasper at least to lose control. I looked up to see the boys hanging back warily, in case Edward was bleeding.

I picked Edward up in my arms murmuring to him. Then I look at Esme and said at vampire speed "why don't you take the boys to the mall and get some ice-cream."

This was what I said whenever Edward was bleeding, plus I had discovered that ice-cream usually perked Edward up after a fall.

Esme nodded and gestured to Emmett and Jasper to follow her. I heard Rosalie's car start up and drive away. Then I remembered Alice was also in the house.

"I'm alright Carlisle!" I heard her call "you just take care of Edward."

I carried my youngest into the kitchen and put him on the bench. "What hurt's?" I asked smiling gently, after three hundred years my bedside manner was perfect.

Edward looked at me with watery green eyes and pointed to his knee. There was a small scrape that would be bruised for several days.

"Don't move," I warned Edward "I'll be right back, I promise." I ran upstairs and found Alice holding our first aid kit that I had put together when Edward started crawling.

"Tell him to come up to me when you've cleaned up the blood" Alice said "I'll cheer him up!" she giggled and ran away.

I ran back into the kitchen and found Edward sitting very still pinching the bridge of his nose, both of which were reactions to stress. I don't know about the nose pinching but I knew that he had gotten the statue reaction from us.

He may not have been able to hold as still as we could but he could beat normal humans at musical statues.

I took out a band-aid that had a musical notes pattern on it, a cloth and a cream that would help stop the bleeding.

"I'm going to clean your cut now Edward okay?" I said planting a kiss on his head.

Edward nodded and hugged me.

"Okay Daddy."

I wet the cloth in the sink, and cleaned away the blood. Edward whimpered a little.

"Shush!" I breathed at him. Edward's little nose screwed up as he tried not to look at his bleeding knee.

Once the blood was gone I gently spread the cream over his knee and applied the band-aid.

I then threw the cloth in the washing machine and lifted Edward down off the bench.

"You alright now sweetie?" Edward nodded while wiping his nose on his sleeve. "Well good because I think Alice was going to help you with something."

I felt almost felt sorry for Emmett and Jasper when Edward started smirking; the only thing that was scarier was his glare, which he had somehow perfected at the age of eight months.

Edward started towards the stairs only pausing long enough to hug my knees and whisper "thankyou Daddy."

I ruffled his messy hair and pushed him towards Alice. "Try not to make to much of a mess you two okay?"

Alice paused, "what will you do to us if we make a too big a mess?" she asked.

I shrugged "make Emmett and Jasper clean it up."

Edward giggled. Alice grinned. "You do realise you've just given us permission to make as much mess as we want don't you?"

"Yes Alice I do, I'm just asking one thing."

"What's that Daddy?" Edward asked doing his puppy-face at me.

I bent down to his level and motioned for him and Alice to lean in close "leave your mother and me out of it."

Edward frowned "what if Emmy and Jazzy do something?" he asked

"Then Daddy will just have to join our side, won't you Daddy?" Alice smirked at me. My children still couldn't get over the fact that I had a child calling me Daddy.

I nodded and motioned towards the stairs. Alice picked Edward up and ran to the attic.

"Oh and Alice, what are you two planning?"

"Oh nothing Carlisle, just expect a stink that'll rival that stick the dogs have. And I'll replace any liquid I may have used to make our bombs, and try to miss the pictures and anything fragile."

I picked up my phone "Esme dear, would you mind remaining outside when you get home? I'll meet round the back"

Okay I was thinking about doing a story of Edward's life from each of the Cullens POV. What do you think?

And could you give me ideas for Jasper, Emmett and Rosalie? And do you think I should give Edward some kind of pet?