Pretty White Dresses and Edward's Terror
Bella looked down at the beautiful, flowing white dress she wore. Fingering some fabric, she giggled, a blush spreading across her face.
"Really, Alice, what is this for?"
Alice smirked as she took a pin out of her mouth. "That's for me to know now and you to live later. Besides, if I told you it would ruin all my fun." And I almost never can get you into something that costs over $100 without a fight.
I smiled to myself from my position just outside the room. Enjoying this, brother? Alice asked me in her head. Stop looking; it's bad luck for the groom to see the bride in her dress before the wedding!
At that I almost laughed out loud. Here was Alice, planning every last detail to our wedding, and I hadn't even proposed to Bella yet! I wonder what she would think if she knew she was getting fitted into her wedding dress…
If only I could find a decent way to propose! I'd been antagonizing over it for a while now, but the words just didn't seem to be there. Neither Emmett nor Japer was any help.
"She always just tells me when we're having another marriage." Jasper said when I asked him. "Alice never was one for formalities."
"Yeah, and then she convinces Rose that we need another one too. We really don't have much a say in it." I sighed out loud. Neither of you are helpful at all. Not even marginally.
Ah, but Edward, let Alice have her fun. What harm can she do?
That was exactly my point. Both of them had too many weddings of their own in the past, whereas this would be Bella and mine' first. I slumped down on the floor, reaching out toward Alice's mind. Alice…? I need to know what she's going to say. I'm…afraid.
I could tell she was trying not to laugh. You, scared? Ha. A vision quickly scattered into her mind, and I 'looked' politely away, afraid to know if it had to do with Bella. Hm…she'll say no at first, but soon she'll wear down. If you do what you're planning, and tell her you'll Turn her during your honeymoon, I think she'll agree sooner. And the sooner the better. We both shuddered inwardly as an image of the Volturi came to us.
I wonder what Bella will be like once she is a…monster…like us. Could she still blush scarlet? Will she still smell so wonderful? Would she still believe I had a soul? Would she still look like my Bella? I remember seeing the dramatic, yet subtle, changing in my family members. Would the same drastic change happen to Bella; my Bella?
For the first time in almost a hundred and ten years, I was truly terrified.
AN: A little one-shot from before Edward proposed to Bella. Since Alice is always dressing her up anyhow, Bella doesn't have a clue…