A/N: This chapter is sort of a paralell to A Whiter Shade Of Pale from Pumpkin Patch. Also, like Pumpkin Patch, this specific chapter will have a sequel later on. Please keep reading and especially reviewing, I adore getting comments wheter they be bad or good. Enjoy!

Disclaime: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters.


Tacky

"No way."

"Yes way."

"Over my dead body."

"Technically, your body already is dead."

"I'm still not wearing it."

"But why?" Alice whined as she took on a pouty appearance.

"Probably because that thing looks as uncomfortable as those bleeding bellbottoms were from the seventies." Edward replied, staring uncertainly at the bright red suit she was holding.

"I liked those…"

"Of course you would."

"Why won't you wear the suit Edward?"

"Because it's tacky."

"You're calling this tacky?" Alice asked, her eyes almost bugging out. "That outfit you wore yesterday was absolutely horrendous and you're calling a Santa suit tacky?"

"Hey! There is nothing tacky about a black button down." Edward defended.

"There is when you pair it with jeans of a different shade of black."

"Bella likes me in black!"

"And I'm sure that she'll like you just as much as Old Saint Nick."

"Why do you want me dressed as Santa anyways?"

"A memento for my holiday photo album."

"Alice…"

"Please, Edward? I have no one else to turn to."

"Carlisle?" Edward tried.

"He's at the hospital."

"Jasper?"

"He's an elf."

"Emmett?"

Alice eyes lit up as a grin worked its way onto her features.

"Thanks for your help Edward!" She squealed before leaning down to kiss him on the cheek. Within ten seconds, she was gone.

Realizing her plan, Edward smirked and murmured, "I'm sorry Emmett, but this is one sacrifice I have to make; if not for my health, than for my humility."