Wow! 50'Th chapter!! Yay's!! Make sure you guys read the AN at the end, it be (kinda) important!!

Sorry for not updating aaaall week! But, the six week holidays start next Friday (well, seven, my school gets an extra four days off, we go back in on a Friday … confusing)

Charis' sleepover was funny, drew on our faces with pen, and took half an hour to wash it all off!! Saw a spider at quarter to four, me and Charis spazzed out and woke everyone up. Kinda only got ten minuets sleep … and even then I was saying 'no Charis, I'm not asleep, noo!'

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JPOV

I walked up the stairs slowly, walking into my room and seeing my wife tearing up pairs of pink socks.

"Aw, I always liked these socks…" she said almost in despair, snipping the end of the socks off and tossing it into a large pile.

She reached for another pair of socks, reaching across a huge pile.

"Um …. Alice, what are you doing?!" I asked and she looked up and grinned at me.

"Well, what's the point in getting a good pedicure if you can't show it off? I'm cutting off the ends of the socks so when you DO get a pedicure … you can show everyone!" she said, clapping her hands and laughing manically.

"Um … Alice, honey, I don't GET pedicures…"

"Yeah," she said, rolling her eyes and talking to me as if I was two "But that's because you always had to wear socks to cover up the pedicure"

"No, I just DON'T get freakin' pedicures!" I protested but she laughed and carried on snipping the end off various socks.

I noticed a pair of Carlisle's socks in the bottom-less pile, they were black, with little white bones on; he loved them.

"You do know Carlisle's gonna kill you when he finds that you cut up his favourite socks, right?" I asked and she shrugged, not looking at me, reaching for another sock to cut to pieces.

"Well, he won't be mad for long, because now he can get his nails painted all pink and rosy!"

"Pink and rosy?" I repeated, raising my eyebrows.

"Yeah! All pearly pink and rosy!!"

I rolled my eyes, and sighed as she reached for yet another pair of socks.

"Jazzy!!!" she called as I began to walk out of the door.

I sighed, and walked back inside.

Before I knew it, I was sat on the bed, scissors in hand, and a sliced pair of socks in my lap.

"WHERE ARE MY SOCKS?!" Carlisle yelled, and I gulped.

Alice winked at me from across the room, and then flew out, presumable going downstairs to act all innocent.

The bedroom door flew open, and Carlisle began to mourn his favourite socks.

"Why? WHYY?!" he asked me, and I shrugged.

"FREAKIN' WHY?" he yelled, and I shrank back against the pillows.

"Um… socks hide a perfect pedicure from view?" I said, my explanation sounding like a question.

I laughed nervously, and Carlisle gathered up the tattered pieces of his socks, and walked out of the room, his dignity intact.

I sighed, putting down the scissors.

I threw the socks in my lap across the room, before realising which ones they were.

They were blue; with huge grizzly bears sewn on… three guesses who they belonged too.

"OMG! WHERE. THE. HELL. ARE. MY. GRIZZLY. SOCKS?!" Emmett asked, screaming up the stairs.

At this point … I hid in the closet.

I heard him stalk into the room, and almost sob as he saw his socks in the toe-less pile.

"MY BABY'S!" he proclaimed loudly, and I stifled a laugh.

"Oh sh-" he said, as he heard Rosalie walk up the stairs, most likely hearing his outburst about socks.

I laughed as I heard Esme approach the room, most likely to scold his interesting use of language.

"HOW MANY TIMES? LANGUAGE!" she said from outside, and Emmett cursed under his breath.

"I WAS GOING TO SAY OH SHUGAR BUT IT DOESN'T EVEN MATTER! WHERE THE HELL IS THE JUSTICE?!" he said, grabbing his torn up socks and walking out of the room, glaring at anything in his way, including the wall.

Finally, I exited the closet, and went downstairs just as Rosalie found her hot pink Playboy socks missing …

Who said fireworks belonged in November?

Because sure as hell, they were about to start now ….

Okay, I have no idea if you have Bonfire Night in America, but basically, you let of a load of fireworks.

ANYWAY!

The important AN!! (Kinda)

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