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Hey, peeps! It's CHRISTMAS EVE! YAY! THAT IS TOO COOL! YESSERREE! Hope you have an AWESOME CHRISTMAS! Thankyou! Now, read on! Get ready for some Christmas fun at Alice's SLUMBA PARTAY!

Chapter Eight: Slumba Partay!

Alice's Perspective

It was almost girl time! I hadn't been able to have a slumber party with anyone for quite a while, except for Rose! And plus, she didn't really count.

I was nothing but a ball of energy and excitement as I worked with the rest of my family to clean up the house. Heck, earlier today I'd gone to the grocery store to get snacks! Our house, by the time we were finished, was at its best, spic-and-span.

Turning towards the boys, I said, "Look! You can't invade the party! Got that? You all are going to STAY IN EDWARD'S ROOM! Understood?"

Jazz, Edward, and Emmett nodded.

"Good. If you do invade our partay...You're gonna have to deal with me!" I made my voice as threatening as possible, my index finger pointing at all three of them. My eyes assessed theirs, making sure they were listening. This was serious business!

Next, I turned to Carlisle. He looked surprised as I said, "That goes for you, too, Carlisle. This is for GIRL'S ONLY! The only ones I will let in my room that will not be tackled are Rosalie, Bella, Esme, and myself. Got that?" They nodded again. I was just about to dive into another lecture when I heard Bella laugh outside and climb out of her big truck.

"The human has arrived," Rosalie muttered bitterly. As I opened the door for Bella, I saw her raise one brow at Rose. What...?

"Hey, Bella! We will have so much fun tonight!" I shrieked, jumping up and down. Rosalie, however, didn't look near as joyful as me.

"Yay," she said lamely.

"Come, Bella! Let's go to my room!"

I stopped suddenly as I realized that the guys were still standing there, watching us. "Shoo, fly," I swatted the boys away. "Up."

I took Rosalie and Bella's hand, and literally dragged them up the stairs.

Let the party begin!

Edward's Perspective (Don't worry, I'll get back to the girl PARTAY soon!)

"Hey guys," Emmett said, dragging us into my room. He whispered this under his breath, where the girls upstairs wouldn't hear him.

I could hear a plan brewing in his mind...Oh, no. Usually, these plans weren't too good. Bad outcomes, they had.

"We should...Well, you know, spy on the girls."

"And how would we do that?" Jasper murmured, just as softly. If softer, due to Emmett's booming tone of voice.

"Well, we could listen?" It sounded like a question. "I mean, we could totally use it against them. You know? I would say that we could watch but..."

"...Alice would kill us if she found out," Jasper finished his sentence.

"Well, either way, she'll kill us," I summed up reasonably. We were playing with fire, and we knew it. "Do we actually need to risk it? Our lives or our enjoyment?"

"Enjoyment," Emmett breathed. "We have to do this! Why are you always such a party-pooper, Edward? Why?" He wiped a fake tear.

I rolled my eyes. His sad card wouldn't work on me, but maybe this actually would be fun. I could see more of Bella...and what she was like.

"Yeah, well, fine. But I'm getting dressed," I said. There was no backing out.

"Um, for what?" Jasper asked, puzzled. "It's not like you sleep, anyway, dude."

Dude? Since when am I a 'dude'? "Um, OK," I said, still a little confused. "But anyway, I'm getting dressed."

"In what? Do you even have pajamas?" Emmett asked me, incredulous. I smirked.

"Um, not a real set. What about a T-shirt and boxers? Will they do, Em?" His face slowly rose into a smile. "Great idea, Edward! It'll look like we're having a slumber party of our own..." I rolled my eyes. "You're a genius, Emmett." He grinned wider. Does this guy even know what sarcasm is?

We went our separate ways. Jasper couldn't go into his own room, of course, so he borrowed a pair of Emmett's. Mine were 'too little' as he said. He thought his muscles were way bigger. Ha! He was having a hard time even keeping on Emmett's pants! More muscular than me my--

"Ready?" Jasper's voice broke into my thoughts.

"OK, but, um...How're we gonna do this?" I asked them uncertainly.

Jasper answered this one. In fact, I was having a hard time believing that he was going to be doing this to his wife. Emmett, not so much. And me...Well, I didn't really know what was going on, to be honest.

"Well, it's simple, really," he said. His arms were pinned to his side, and I knew he was secretly clasping the hem of his boxers. My mouth tugged into a smile.

"What we're going to do is go play Halo 3. We should act like we're playing it...But you know, Alice's room is, like, the one beside it. So, we'll really be eavesdropping. OK?"

I held back a snort. This was the brilliant plan? Oh well. I'd try and think of something better while we spied on our girls.

Bella's Perspective

When we made our way into Alice's bedroom, I couldn't help but give a little squeal of excitement. Rosalie and Alice grinned at my reaction.

Alice's bedroom was head-to-toe pink. She also had a walk-in closet, and a lot of pictures of her and Jasper hung on the walls. Her bed was pink and fluffy, not to mention shaped like a circle. Unique, it was.

She threw me a pair of sky blue--no beating around the bush--sexy pajamas, much to my horror. My eyes widened. I couldn't remember the last time I even wore these kind of pajamas...

"A-Alice," I stuttered, eyes still wide as saucers. She grinned.

"Come on, Bella," she urged me. "Look sexy." I raised one brow. I used to wear this stuff often--that is, until I had Annabelle. After, I just kind of...stopped. I guess I wanted to act and look like a Mother.

"What's the matter? Have you never wore this before or something? Embarrassed?"

I shook my head slowly. "No, Alice. In fact, I used to wear this kind of stuff all the time. That is, until I realized I had no one to impress and I had a baby in the house." She laughed. It sounded like tinkling bells. My eyes narrowed at the sound.

This family was so like vampires...

I stood, smiled a little, and walked into Alice's bathroom. There were three colors, mostly: a hot pink, a shiny silver-white, and a dark black. Strange.

I quickly threw my clothes off, and looked down at the pile. Heck! Even the panties were lace! What in the world was wrong with her? Didn't she know that I was a Mommy...?

But I obeyed. Something about her tone when she threatened the boys was kind of...frightening. So I'd behave.

Staring at myself in the mirror after I'd dressed myself and kind of...fixed my hair to look a little messy (but cute), I raised one brow. Did I actually look...?

I yanked the door open, almost ripping it off its hinges. Thankfully, Rosalie and Alice weren't looking. That would have needed some explaining...

Alice turned then, and immediately her jaw dropped. "Bella!" she squealed, and raced towards me. Oh crap.

Alice's Perspective (Sorry if it's short!)

I smiled wickedly before tossing a pair of sky blue pajamas Bella's way. Rosalie, herself, was dressed in a similar pair of pink ones, and I had on a pair that was blood-red. I knew that we looked fantabulous! Wasn't that the point?

"A-Alice," she stuttered, horrified. That only made my smile grow.

"Come on, Bella," I urged her, sticking my bottom lip out. "Look sexy." She raised one brow, and seemed to be deep in thought.

"What's the matter? Have you never wore this before or something? Embarrassed?" The very thought made me want to laugh. I almost did, but stopped myself at the last minute. I didn't want her to lose her nerve.

"No, Alice," she replied, which surprised me. Her answer, that is. Especially what came after. "In fact, I used to where this stuff all the time. That is, until I realized I had no one to impress and I had a baby in the house." Her voice turned loving, and a pang of jealousy hit me for a moment. Wait, what? Since when was I jealous of people with babies?

I just laughed to cover up that ridiculous feeling, but my brow quicky furrowed when her eyes narrowed at the sound.

She smiled a little a few moments after, and traveled to my bathroom to change. I could hear her sigh from here.

A few minutes later, she emerged.

And she looked fantastic, and that's a lot coming from me. Literally.

The pajamas fit her perfectly, and her hair was a mixture of curls and straight strands. It was a little messy, but it looked really cute that way. I suddenly realized that my jaw was hanging ajar. Man, Edward would freak. But that was what I was aiming for, right?

"Bella!" I squealed, and ran over to her. Rosalie swallowed hard, and followed a little more slowly. She's jealous, I thought with satisfaction.

I linked arms with her, as Rosalie did. I was on the farthest right, Rose on the left. Bella was in the middle.

"Let's go get some movies," I offered, and we made our way to the living room.

Edward's Perspective (Beware, this will be short, but there will be a Part 2!)

We had just arrived in the living room and were sliding in Halo 3 when she came in.

There was only three words I could think as she came into view: Oh. My. Gosh.

Hey! I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and there will be a SLUMBA PARTAY PART 2! I'll make a longer version of Edward's perspective of Bella's appearance! Merry Christmas!