This is my twenty-first story. WOOT! Hope you enjoy the hilarity of Truth or Dare.
Disclaimer: These are Stephenie Meyer's characters. I have my ideas.
Round three. Edward's POV.
"Hmmm… Alice! Truth or Dare?"
"Truth."
"Have you ever bought something from a non-designer store?" Alice looked like she was about to break down crying.
"Yes," she said as her first dry sob escaped.
I laughed in my head. That was hilarious! I couldn't believe Alice, the 'Fashionista,' bought something – anything from a non-designer store.
Jasper worked for a minute to try and calm Alice down. She had gone into serious breakdown mode. While he was busy, I turned to Bella.
"Have you ever shopped at a designer store?"
"It's not your turn. But yes. Alice made me. Duh, Edward!"
I laughed out loud this time, but a glare from Bella quickly shut me up. It was Alice's turn.
"Okay, Prudester! Truth or Dare?" I am so going to get him for that.
Alice's thought was dripping with venom. I was scared. No, I was petrified.
"D-dare," I stuttered.
"Hmmm… Let's see. I dare you to… ah-ha! I have it!" Now I was wishing for death. Alice's dare would be worse than anything. "You must dress like a drag queen, oh sexually repressed one."
Oh great! I stood, placing Bella back in the chair. Upstairs, I looked down the hallway to decide which room would have the clothes I needed.
Edward! My room. Alice's 'voice' was filled with excitement. I hated to think of what was waiting for me behind the door.
I walked in and found an entire outfit out on the bed. It consisted of: A dirty blonde wig; a filly, blue and white polka dotted dress with a pink bow on it; blue underwear-type-thing; shiny silver leggings; silver satin evening gloves; hot pink, peep toed, pencil heels; a hot pink purse; fairy wings and a halo; bunny ears; a pearl necklace; really expensive perfume; hot pink nail polish; and make-up. Tons and tons of make-up. (A/N: Drag Queen outfit can be found at: www(dot)polyvore(dot)com/cgi/set?id3373999)
After a few moments of staring, Alice bounded in the room behind me. "Hurry up, Edward!" she exclaimed. "I have some make-up to do!"
"Okay, I'll wear the costume, but I draw the line at Edward-Barbie."
She pouted, and put on her puppy-dog face, but I looked away. "Fine," she said, and pranced out the room. At least he is wearing it!
I groaned. This could not go well.
(Five minutes of a naked Edward – with twilight-is-lovee and me in the room watching! – later… - while maybe on mars sits outside the door thinking she's being 'appropriate')
I walked down the stairs to a chorus of whistles and laughs. Bella stood up with a smile on her face.
"Nice taste in clothes, Blondie," Emmett called out between fits of laughter. Rosalie hit him on the back of his head. "What Rosie-Posie?" She just glared at him.
I smiled at Emmett and walked up to my wife, dropping the bag and umbrella off to the side. I grinned sheepishly at her while she looked over the costume. A minute later, she reached out and plucked off the 'Jonas Brothers' pin, tossing it several feet away.
"Much better," she purred. "And such yummy shoulders," she commented, kissing my neck lightly.
We walked over and sat back down in our seat. She sat on my lap, keeping the fabric of the baby doll from rising.
"Nessie. Truth or Dare?"
"Truth, Daddy." Her voice was so adorable. I loved every bit of our daughter – almost as much as I loved my amazing wife.
I placed a quick kiss on Bella's cheek before asking Nessie her question.
"Who do you love more? Jacob, Mommy, or me?"
"I love Mommy and Daddy the most!" she said, bouncing in her seat happily. I smiled, pleased with her response.
When she finally stopped bouncing, she touched Jacob's cheek. I love you too, Jacob.
He turned to smile at Nessie, pulling her into a big hug. I growled softly, only loud enough for Bella to hear. She looked at me with curiosity, but I shrugged and we returned to the game.
"Truth or Dare?" Nessie asked, still in Jacob's hug.
"Dare." Emmett did a fine job, but now it's my turn to show her how great I am.
I rolled my eyes at the stupidity of the other males in the room.
"I dare you to drink animal blood like Mommy and Daddy."
Yikes! "Uhm… you mean I should go hunting?"
"No… Just drink some."
Alice, always prepared, fetched the "Fido" bowl from the kitchenand filled it with some deer blood. (A/N: Breaking Dawn spoiler. Sorry.) That must be why she went out hunting yesterday.
"See it as… licking a wound," Alice whispered as she set the bowl in Jacob's lap.
Slowly, almost slower than Emmett and the apple, he lifted the bowl to his mouth and poured some in. He swallowed the mouthful, shuddering.
Licking a wound. Licking a wound. Licking a wound…
I focused back on the game, bored by Jacob's receptiveness. I couldn't understand how something so delicious could taste bad to him. Even to him.
Unwilling to continue, even for Nessie, he set the bowl down. "Jasper. Truth or Dare?"
"Truth."
"Have you ever changed Alice's emotions to get you out of trouble?"
I couldn't suppress my grin. This would be funny!
Quickly, even for a vampire, he covered Alice's ears and muttered 'yes.'
We all broke into laughter as he released her face from his hold. Alice turned to stare at him, understanding what had just played out. I could feel the waves of calm Jasper was sending off, trying to get every one, including his wife, to relax.
A minute later, his calm hadn't worked too well and he decided continuing the game would be the next best thing. "Rosalie! Truth or Dare?"
"Truth," she said, still laughing.
"Have you ever stuffed your bra?"
That got her to stop. "No!" Not much….
"Uh-huh…" Jasper muttered, sensing her nervousness.
By now, the room was silent. Rosalie decided to continue the game in order to pull the attention off herself.
"Emmett. Truth or Dare?"
"Truth, baby."
I sighed. He was trying to be cool again and get back on her good side after the 'Blondie' comment.
"Ever lost an arm-wrestling match?"
"No!" he grumbled.
"Emmett," Jasper called out. "Are you sure?"
Shut up, Jasper! Emmett thought as they stared each other down.
Close to losing, he looked away and continued the game. Bella was the only one left.
"Bella. Truth or Dare?"
Renesmee stood and walked over to us, placing her hand on Bella's cheek. Mommy. Pick Dare, please.
"Dare," Bella said nervously. I couldn't blame her. After the last three turns, every body should be scared. Plus, Emmett was the one daring her.
While my brother was busy thinking, Bella rested her head against my shoulder. Up until now, I hadn't quite noticed what she was wearing. Now, I couldn't take my eyes off of her. She was wearing a deep blue, low-neck top, a black mini-skirt that had blue ruffle-type things at the end, black JimmyChoo flats, some jewelry, and very little makeup. (Bella's outfit can be found here: www(dot)polyvore(dot)com/cgi/set?id3385319)
The shirt gave me the perfect view of her cleavage. My eyes were glued there, unable to see much else of her body. My angel was absolutely stunning! She was perfect.
"Hey, hey Eddie. Little Woodie's come to play!"
At first, I was startled by his comment. I didn't understand what he meant. Then I followed Bella's gaze down to the lump in the baby doll. Now I realized why every body was laughing hysterically.
Embarrassed, Bella jumped off and ran upstairs, pulling me behind her. Behind us, whistles and more laughter rang in the main room. She pulled me into our room and started stripping the 'drag queen' clothes off me. Too stunned to ask what was happening, I started removing her clothes as well.
As the laughter began to die down, we heard Jasper speak downstairs. "Does this mean I don't have to change outfits again?"
