Chapter 4: Dresses, Baked Goods, and pranks

A/N I hope you enjoy this chapter. This one skips the three weeks Alice owed Renesmee. So its July 11th. Sort of a filler chapter, because I want this story to be long, so please bare with me!

Disclaimer: I sadly don't own Twilight. The lovely talented Stephinie Meyer does.

"No. Definitely not that one. It's too tight." Emily said as she sat on a plush stool in the middle of the room. Alice had dragged us all to pick out the bridesmaid dresses. Leah snickered.

"Emily. It won't be that bad. I mean, the wedding will be … what, two months after the babies arrive?" Leah asked turning to me.

"Exactly, Em. We can alter it, too. Don't worry." I said smiling.

"Are you sure?" Emily asked sounding a little worried. "Of course. Now, which one do you want? I asked pointing to the huge rack of dresses in the front of the room.

I had changed the color scheme to blue, so the bridesmaids dresses would be light blue, with silver.

She pointed to one that caught my eye the moment I'd walked in. Of course, I had to have one made for me. Brides could have some fun, right?

It was a pretty light-blue one. It was strapless, with floral designs all over the boddess. The skirt was slightly poofy, but if Emily wanted a thigh-length non-poofy skirt, that was fine too.

Rosalie, Esme, Mom and Alice had already picked their's. They were almost identical to what Emily and Leah wanted, except that they had picked an off the shoulder dress, that had a small train that they could hook onto their finger, if they wanted it. I had to give it to my aunts Grandma, and two best friends, they had great tastes in fashion!

"And now, for the bride. What would you like?" The woman asked. She'd been standing patiently by the door waiting for us while the girls tried on their dresses.

Alice quickly jumped up, sketchbook in hand. "We've already designed the dress Renesmee wants." She said handing Marie the book. Marie glanced at the picture smiling while she concentrated on it.

"I think we can manage this creation. Tell me, Alice. Have you thought of becoming a fashion designer? I think it suits you to perfection." Marie said handing the book to Alice after tearing out the page Alice had drawn on.

"I have, actually. But I haven't had the time to go to school for that yet. But I am seriously thinking about it. Thank you for the lovely compliment." Alice said beaming up at the older woman.

"Oh, anytime, dear. Just let me know when your first show is, I would love to be there." Marie said smiling down at the pixie.

Four hours later, after discussing what would work better for my dress, satin and lace,or just satin, we left. I thanked the Heavens for Alice. I wouldn't have been able to talk about all that in one sitting. I'd be mind blown.

We walked out starving. Well, Leah, Emily and I were.

"What do you three lovely ladies feel up to eating today?" Mom asked as we walked back to the Volvo.

"Pie!" Emily shouted, looking over at a small bakery a few doors down.

"Pie does sound pretty good." I admitted. Alice smiled at Emily.

"Sure that's not the baby talking?" She asked winking at her.

"Positive. I want pie." We decided to just walk over there, since it was so close. A soon as we set foot in the bakery, our noses were assaulted by the smells of baking cakes, cookies, pies, and other sugary pastries.

We walked up to the counter, and were greeted by a nice young man.

"Hi, I'm Eric. How can I help you today?" I heard Mom gasp behind me. "Mom, what's wrong?" I whispered.

"That's Eric… a boy who graduated with me…" She said, panicking.

"Let's hope he doesn't notice you." Rose said, standing next to me, blocking Mom from Eric's view.

"Yes. I would like three bluberry pies. And two angel food cakes." Emily said smiling warmly at him. "Okay, um anything else?" He asked writing it down on a pad.

Leah stepped up and smiled. "Yeah, two coconut cream pies, three chocolate cakes, four apple pies, and two cherry turnovers, to go." "Make that four cherry turnovers, please?" Emily said as she browsed through a cooking magazine someone had left on a nearby table.

I looked up at the menu and smiled. This was the bakery Jakey loved to get cookies from.

Esme ordered her usual large order of cakes, brownies and scones, then it was my turn.

Eric had a goofy grin on his face as I approached. Well, sorry kid, I was taken.

"Hey, there, Eric. Could I please have two dozen double chocolate chip cookies, to go?" I asked sweetly. He smiled at me, staring at me for quite awhile. Esme cleared her throat, and he snapped to attention.

"Um… yeah, sure. Coming right up." He said quickly getting up, and delivering our large order to the kitchen.

A few minutes later, we left with our large stash of baked goods. We'd already been to the mall for some shopping, so now it was time to hit the road.

On our way there, Leah and Emily had a pie eating contest. Emily won of course. "I demand a rematch, Emily!" Leah said as we pulled into the driveway.

"Nope. Full. Ask I don't know, Sam, or Jacob."

Emily smiled mysteriously as we walked in, with the food.

Jacob and Jasper were wrestling, again. This time, Emmett was playing. Dad sat on the couch, looking annoyed. Carlisle must have been up in his office. Quil and Embry were stuffing their faces with leftovers from yesterday's dinner, and Sam sat reading another thick parenting book.

I supposed the rest of the pack were out patrolling. We never knew when someone else could come and try to harm us.

"Are those my favorite cookies?" Jake said looking over at the big blue box I held in my hands.

"Yeah, but it seems like you didn't miss me much. You didn't even say hi when I came in." I said laughing.

Jake shot up looking hungrily at them. "I missed you a lot. Trust me." He said walking toward me, his hands reaching for the box.

"Nope. You didn't give me a kiss. No cookies. Maybe Seth wants them." I said just as he walked in, grinning.

"Cookies? I'd love cookies. I was out all day long, without any food. Could I please have them, Ness? Please? Please? Please?" Seth asked eagerly.

"Of course you can have them, Seth. You did work extra hard today." I said handing him the box.

"No!" Jake shouted. Seth ran out the door laughing, Jake chasing him.

"SO, how'd your day go girls?" Dad said.

"Awesome, Dad. We picked the dresses, and stuff." I said sitting next to him on the couch.

"May I take a peak?" He asked.

"No." I said.

The door burst open then, Jake proudly holding the box in his hands, while Seth looked a little saddened.

"Seth, did he take your cookies?" I asked.

"Yeah." Seth sid flooping down in a chair.

"Its okay. He just won't get kisses or hugs from me until the wedding." I said patting Seth's shoulder.

Jacob almost choked on one of the cookies. "No. Ness… sorry. I was just so hungry and… yeah. Please? I need—"

"Nope. Sorry. I'm not listening. If you excuse me, I have to look at other things for the wedding." I said getting up, and heading upstairs to Alice's room.

On my way up, I spotted Emmett hiding in Esme and Carlisle's room.

"What in the world are you doing in there?" I asked.

"Shush, kid. I'm trying to think."

"Think about what? How to count by twos? Or how to tie your shoes?" I joked. He looked a little embarrassed. A few days ago, I had caught him in his room, watching Franklin the Turtle.

"No. How to prank Jacob. He beat me today. I need ideas." He said, smirking.

"And since you're here, I want you to help me." He said positioning himself on the bed, so he was hanging upside down. Count on Emmett to act weird at a time like this.

"Okay… what do you have in mind, exactly?" I asked sitting cross-legged on the floor. I loved my grandparents dearly, but there was no way I was sitting on that bed...

"I was thinking… mm, I don't know. I still have to get you all back for the ducks." He said visibly shaking with fear.

"Well, if you don't know I can't help you." I said blowing a strand of hair away from my face.

He stayed quiet for a few seconds then he snapped his fingers.

"Ask Jacob what his worst fears are." He said excitedly.

"DO you honestly think that Jacob would tell me, his worst fears?" I questioned.

"Well, duh. You're marrying him, aren't you? He has to tell you. What if you get like a pet snail, and he hates them?" He says, actually sounding smart for once.

"First, why would I get a pet snail? Second, Jacob would have told me them already." I said getting frustrated now.

"It wouldn't hurt to ask, Locknessa." He said, using his new nickname he'd come up with a couple of days ago, when I got mad at Brady when he ate the last waffle off the plate. I know, dumb reason to get mad, but this girl loves her waffles.

"Fine, Emmett. But you seriously owe me." I said standing up heading for the door.

I walked back down stairs, and decided to have a little fun.

"Jakey?" I asked sweetly as I sat down next to him.

"Yeah?" He asked turning his face to look at me.

"What are your biggest fears?" I asked reaching up to run my fingers through his hair. He loved it when I did that.

"Why?" He asked. "Because I want to know. Since we're getting married and all. I just thought I should know, so I could avoid them." I said, kissing his cheek.

"Renesmee, I love you to pieces. Really I do. But I can't tell you."

"Why ever not?" I asked.

"Because, you'll laugh at me." He said blushing.

"What could possibly scare you enough to not want to tell me?"

"It's nothing… really."

"Now I want to know. What is it?" I asked.

He sighed and turned to me, his face a deep red. He leaned over and whispered very quietly in my ear.

"I'm afraid of… Nothing. I'm not telling." He said smirking.

"Okay. That's cool." I said leaning my head against his shoulder. I looked over at Dad, and almost fell over with laughter. His lips were so tightly pressed together, it made him look weird. He was trying to hold in the huge laugh that was about to explode out of him.

What was so funny?

"Daddy, what's so funny?" I asked.

"I'll tell you when the time is right." Dad said snickering smirking at Jacob.

"Don't tell her, Edward." Jacob said frowning.

"I will. Soon." Dad said guffawing now.

I pecked Jake on the lips and stood up.

"Well, I guess my punishment is over?" Jake questioned.

"Nope. Just teasin' ya." I said giggling.

"I do hope you do let her know soon." Carlisle said coming in from the hallway behind the stairs.

"Why?" Jacob asked.

"Because if you don't, you'll regret it. I know these things, Jacob. I am three hundred years old after all." Carlisle said matter-of-factly.

"Fine. I'll tell her. In three days." Jake said smiling at me.

"Urg. Jacob Black, you'll be the death of me!" I said taking the box with the remaining cookies off the counter and racing upstairs to where Seth's room was.

I knocked on the door and he opened it. I tossed the box at him, and ran off to Carlisle and Esme's room where Emmett still hung upside down from the bed.

I guess it was just one of those crazy days I had with my loving, crazy family. I wasn't going to give up too easily, though. I had to find out what Jacob was afraid of!

A/N: So. Whatcha think? I know, I know. Boring chapter. But I want this story to be long, so like I said above, please bare with me. I will take requests for other chapters too. I'd like to see at least 3 reviews on this chapter. Just three, is that too much to ask for? I would like to thank the two reviewers that have stuck with me so far in this sequel: jammin2788, and leahluvzHG. It means a lot that you two have stuck with me throughout this story so far! Thank you!

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