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Preparations
School was uneventful, with the exception of Aunt Alice's little stunt at lunch. I couldn't believe she did that knowing full well that Dad was in hearing distant so to speak. Now I knew why Jacob calls her an "evil little pixie" sometimes. By the time our class rolled around I was still mad at her; I walked past her entering the classroom not even acknowledging her. As usual, when school ended that day everyone was hanging around Dad's Volvo and Uncle Emmett's Jeep.
"Alice, will you ride home with Edward, Renesmee, and me." Mom said as she spotted us across the school parking lot.
"Oh, all right Bella" Alice replied as we neared the vehicles.
"Can't I just ride home with Emmett, Rosalie, and Jasper?" I moaned knowing full well what was coming.
"Sorry, Nessie." Dad said continuing with "I believe you and Alice need to talk without the help of Jasper."
I knew he was also implying something else. As expected the car ride home was not pleasant again. Poor Dad, since I was still not speaking to Aunt Alice: he was acting as mediator having heard my thoughts. It was funny because Dad sounded like C3PO, having to edit out some of the words he didn't enjoy saying. Of course, when we arrived home I was talking to Alice again. Mom and Jacob always said I had the quickest temper in the world. It never lasted very long especially when I wasn't influenced by Uncle Jasper. In my case, having inherited both my mom and dad's temper it seemed that with Uncle Jasper's help it had the opposite effect. It only made it worse.
"Well, I got everyone costumes ready." Alice said as we entered the main house. "I need to make the final fitting tonight before tomorrow since the party is this Saturday."
"Carlisle, I'm going to start with you first." Alice said dancing to her room.
"Oh God." Grandfather Carlisle sighed shaking his head having never wanted to be involved. I couldn't help laughing, which started Dad to laugh too: having heard my thoughts.
"What are you two laughing at?" Grandmother Esme managed to ask in a reprimanding tone.
"At Grandfather, he just cursed God's name in vain." I managed to spit it out before Dad for once.
"Ho-Ho-Ho" Uncle Emmett started to laugh sounding like Santa Clause. Then the rest of the family was laughing too.
"Edward, I think we better not let Miss Renesmee here hang out with Emmett and Jacob any longer. I do believe they are influencing Miss Renesmee bad sense of humor." Uncle Jasper said sounding like Rhett Butler from Gone with the Wind.
Dad in response to Jasper just groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose. Dad knowing full well that would never happen. The reason I simply enjoyed hanging around Jacob and Uncle Emmett too much. I would just find a way to be with them know matter what obstacles Uncle Jasper and Dad set up to stop me. I was in the middle of wondering what the obstacles were, when I finally heard grandfather coming down the stairs.
Grandfather Carlisle was stunning; he looked remarkably like Keneau Reeves in Francis Ford Copulas' Dracula. Aunt Alice had colored and styled his hair to match Keneau to a T. Grandfather Carlisle was dressed a suit similarly cut to what Keneau wore as Jonathan Harker. However, Carlisle was of a deep midnight blue that could past for black; instead of the light gray suit that Keneau wore.
Mom broke the silence saying, "Carlisle, you look absolutely ravaging."
"So, help me God Alice" Grandfather Carlisle grumbled. I really couldn't stop myself from laughing; for the second time in a day grandfather swore gods name. "What's so hilarious this time?"
"Grandfather, Don't you realize that you said god's name in vain twice in one evening?" I questioned him.
"I did not! Did I?" Grandfather Carlisle responded by questioning me. I walked over to him and placed my hand on his cheek replaying the evening the way I had seen it. "Oh!"
"Sorry Grandfather. I didn't mean to make you feel bad. It doesn't help knowing that your dad was a minister. What would you think he would of done hearing you tonight?" My dad was starting to shake uncontrollably from suppressing his laughter.
"I'm not sure, Renesmee." Grandfather Carlisle replied.
"I do. He would do something along the lines of what I would do; if Jacob ever hurt Ness in anyway." Dad, finally, was able to speak a coherent sentence with a little help from Uncle Jasper.
"Edward, and what would that be?" Grandfather Carlisle asked annoyed.
"He would have made you wished you were never born." Dad replied. I had a feeling that he edited for Grandfather's sake. In other word's, I would not have existed because dad would have died in 1918.
"Yes, Edward that would be better than the alternative." Grandfather Carlisle simply stated.
"So, who's next Aunt Alice?" I asked so we wouldn't be up all night.
"I think it would be fun to do it in pairs." Alice replied, "C'mon Esme you're next."
"Alright. It's not like I have a choice anyways." Grandmother Esme mumbled the last part as she went upstairs to Alice's room.
Five minutes later, Grandmother Esme came down the stair in an elegant turn of the century gown. The gown was made of a shimmering royal blue taffeta. The bodice was form fitting, enhancing Esme hourglass figure. The final touch was the bustle that made the skirt look fuller. Aunt Alice had styled Grandmother Esme hair in an elegant and complicated braid. It reminded me, Princess Leia's hairdo at the end of The Empire Strikes Back.
"So, how do I look?" Grandmother Esme asked.
"Wow! Grandmother, you look amazing." I complemented her.
"Thank You, Renesmee." Grandmother Esme said.
Uncle Emmett just stood there gawking at her in stunned disbelief. Uncle Jasper was beside himself with everyone's amazement; at how much more beautiful Grandmother Esme looked than she usually did. Aunt Alice then started pushing Uncle Emmett up the stairs. Jacob and I started laughing, at the sight of seeing my aunt who's just a couple of inches shorter than me forcing my uncle who is almost as tall as Jacob upstairs.
"Mom, make Alice stop!" Uncle Emmett yelled like a five year old.
"Alice, Emmett is more than capable to walk up the stairs by himself." Grandmother Esme said nonchalantly.
"Oh, fine!" Alice said exasperatedly. "Well, go on Emmett. Or, I won't be so nice next time."
I'm sure Aunt Alice had been using her full vampire top speed all night. Because, minutes later again Uncle Emmett was coming down the stairs in an elegant tuxedo in pitch black. The jacket was double button with tails; the shirt was white with a high collar with ascot tie and white vest, the pants were tailored to fit Uncle Emmett perfectly and had a sharp crease down the front. The piece de resistance to the costume was the full-length cloak of Black Velvet and Crimson Red satin.
"I want to suck your blood, Nessie." Uncle Emmett said in between laughs.
"Will you grow up? Emmett" Dad asked while rolling his eyes in his very unique way of doing.
"Nah! But, since you brought up the topic Edward. I am still older than you technically, at the age we were transformed." Uncle Emmett retorted.
"Yeah, only by three years." Dad pointed out. "However, actually I am still
older."
"Well, You're not the oldest Edward. I am." Uncle Jasper finally intervened having eventually gotten irritated with Dad and Uncle Emmett's petty argument.
"Rosalie, you're turn." Dad said chuckling as Alice thought of what she would do to Aunt Rosalie if she didn't hurry up.
Minutes later Rosalie came down the stairs, in 1860's dress in an olive green and a rich teal. The bodice was a base of olive green with the paisley and varying design in the rich teal. The skirt was an olive green with a silk sheen and the hem had been trimmed with a two-inch ribbon of teal. The skirt was adorned with a tier teal bustle with an olive green ribbon trim. The sleeve was a leg of mutton design with the inside folds olive green and the outside with teal. The dress had various places of gold filigree throughout.
"Wow, you're speechless Emmett." Bella was the first to respond.
Edward sarcastically clapping responded, "That's the first time I've seen you speechless and thoughtless in fifty years. That's quite an accomplishment Alice!"
"Shut up…"Uncle Emmett turned to Rosalie and said, "You look stunning."
Uncle Jasper, Mom, and Dad were next. Jasper and Dad were dressed in colored topcoats with silver detail, knickers, cream-colored vest, and little shoes with heels in silver. The family crest fastened onto the buckle of their shoes. Alice put a weave in both their hair and curled it finishing off with a low ponytail with a ribbon matching their topcoats. Mom wore a deep emerald gown with off the shoulder triangular sleeve with a sweetheart neckline. She wore a three-tiered bustle and a black velvet choker with the family crest as a broach. Her hair was done up in a pile of curls with a side sweep. Dad walked over to one of the full-length widows and said upon seeing his reflection, "Alice, you made me look like Bella when I used to sneak in her window."
"Thanks, Edward!" Mom said sarcastically.
"Oh, c'mon. You know you like it." Aunt Alice responded.
Uncle Jasper looked side-ways at Dad and said, "I know how you feel."
"Yay! It's our turn Jacob." I said.
"Greeeaaaat." Jacob faked a smile, I responded by rolling my eyes like dad.
