The Twilight Twenty-Five
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Prompt: # 04
Pen Name: bigblueboat
Pairing/Character(s): Bella/Edward
Rating: K
Word Count: 308
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It is our last night out as a couple before everything changes. Not that things haven't been changing the last few months. I'm not even limiting it to the house; although the remodel made a huge dent in our savings. The idea of only having one working bathroom with that many people in the house was causing my hair to turn prematurely gray. How I got any work done from the home office during that time is anyone's guess.
Originally, we had planned on spending this weekend in Vegas. Then we got the news that the family was going to descend on us starting next month. And let's face it, the music scene in Vegas isn't what we are interested in. But since our first date was at a concert, it seemed fitting to make our last night out for a while watching musicians deal with a rowdy audience, screaming our hearts out.
Tonight one of the better Sublime cover bands is getting ready to come on stage. The opening band was horrible, either that or I'm getting old. Most of the people here are slowly making their way to the floor. The handful of screaming girls that are here for the opening band have already vacated the prime spots while the bands' crew switch equipment.
We stay in the back, not far from the bar. Pat Downes' voice quiets the crowd. Bella starts bobbing along with the bass. I move closer toward her as the slow beat of "Waiting for my Ruca" vibrates my ribcage. She moves my arm around her, resting my hand on her stomach. "Can you feel it? They seem to like Badfish tonight." I can hear her joy being shouted over the music. The kicks to my hand just emphasize the point.
In three short months, the two of us will become five.
Lot's of hand holding was needed on this one. Thanks to Bella Med for spotting my typos. Thanks to Tiramisue84 and Tinsley Warren for reading and saying this isn't gibberish.