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THANKS THANKS THANKS…26 reviews last time. GEE WILLICKERS! This is more reviews than I could have dreamed for. Thank you. All my gratitude, really,
Sup3rnatura1grl: Thanks…to be honest, I don't either. I'm glad you think my random miscelaneousness is amazing and brilliant tho…I'm touched.
Kerssica: You wore me down. Alice is back in town! And bill…honestly, you have a bagillion dollars. You should really invest in finding a way to have the world wide web at high altitudes so that us fanfiction afictionados don't have conniptions whenever we go on vacation (has happened!). O and drat! Im allergic to android. ACHOO…cool red hair…ACHOO! Turtle on a conveyer belt. Well, I am a turtle, and im generally a happy reptile, but ive never been on a conveyor belt so I don't know about that statement…ooooo walmart, they have conveyor belts at check out. HERE I COME! Reindeers likely to burst out into dance and song spontaneously ARE the best kind. The only kind of reindeer I want on God's green earth in fact. Newho, thanks. Ly, you know the drill.
Ellen Dean: I was fanning myself writing that part…no really. I'm glad you agree….AHHHHHH vampires are sexy. Ahhhhh…WHY CAN"T YOU BE REAL!?
Letwordsfreeyou: big bad and scaries? Lol. I really think they should call them that. "the bigbadandscaries are coming!! Swim away. Swim away!" fluff is just…awww.
Shannon: Sorry…but I do recommend the hamstuffed trout. Had it the other day. On my not so hot date. Thanks! :D
Emberwillow: oooo I love it when people find new adjectives. Emmensely. Oooo I like it. Nehow, glad you like it…thanks. Blah bee dee blah.
Eliane: Yes, remind me to get a very very very good…scratch that…amazing excellent splendiferous editor when I become an actual writer. I've been working on getting a beta, but I just haven't gotten around to it. Glad you love it, tho…YAY
Angelfromhell: ahhh..white chocolate mocha from starbucks…want it. Now! Your comment made me blush…aww…
Polkadotjelly: glad you like it…love the pen name…smuckers should consider making it.
Clumsy: THANKS!! I thought so too.
Meyarose: errrrr…I feel dumb now. Errr…kindly look the other way and pretend like sparkling cider has caffeine in it…but yes…she was just high on life…that explaines it…yep…no mistakes here. Move along. :D
Albnal: mmmmm…cotton balls. Yummm. Part of a balanced diet. TENSION!!
Duckchick: I know…she whooped him at clue. AWWWW! Im glad you think. That's my biggest fear. OOCphobia. Thank you tho. And yes..your name inspired me.
Minimeyer: hold the spoons. HOLD THEM! STAY YOUR WEAPONS! Im terrified now though…are you happy? Thanks for the love tho…irony.
Nobodyparticular: My buildabear is green with envy…seriously that could be because he's a frog tho. Hmmm…Edward as a duck. I'd love Edward as any kind of bird. Even a flamingo. Thanks
Laurenbttwilightfan: thanks very much. And I am a fish, although you're the first to say smart, Im a tilapia. :D
Socialdistortionist: THANKS! Like I said, love specification. Alice…such a cool name specially since twilight came out. Workin on it.
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Thrushflightedward'sstalker: cool beans. Glad your comps. Fixed. If mine broke, I'd blow a circuit.
Toshimireiki: They put stuff in it I swear…some loopy inducing hereto undiscovered drug. Go Sparkling Cider! And thanks.
Dying inside: lol. You made me laugh. I like you. Yay. Neway. Glad your alive again…but uhhh…does this mean you're a zombie or what? Duck quacking classes at five Edward!! Edward: "awwww.crap."
Bella: Quackeedee quack quackers quack. That's thank you in duck.
Medivalaggression: I kno lol. Thanks for the review. Ly.
Mandja: wait no more!
Psych: definitely the latter. HAHA…newho, thanks for the review…ooo that rhymed.
Thefuturemrsedwardcullen: tehehehe… good luck with the manhunt and the exams…I passed mine. Miraculously. I wish you the same luck…yay…newho..i loved his quack too. It was fun to write that part. I have a man now. I think he makes me so mad because his name is Jacob…lol.
Mattybabe THE NARWHAL: tehehehe…lol. Narwhals are amazing. Met with shamu yet. We had a chat yesterday. I told him I knew you, and he clapped his flippers together. :D good job, responsible pandy!
Phew!!
I was waking up. That much was certain…or was it? I could hear birds chirping, a stream happily babbling in the vicinity. Bright summer light seeped under my lashes and temporarily blinded me. I squinted and groaned, and then threw my hand over my face to block this rude awakening.
But wait…my eyes shot open…why was the light so bright, and why were birds chirping, and why, in the name of all that was sane, was I in a big field?
"Good morning, sleepy head."
And why was an incredibly sexy voice addressing me as 'sleepy head'?
Turning sharply, I saw the answer to everything. The floodgates that slumber had induced were abruptly kicked over, and memories (excellent memories, might I add) came rushing back in a torrent.
The strong wall of granite muscle I was held against was six feet, three inches of sparkly male perfection. I could really get used to this.
"Prefer the wild outdoors to mattresses?" I asked.
He ruffled my hair. "Beds are overrated."
Somewhat awkwardly, seeing as I was still encased in the stone alcove of Edward's arms, I stretched and groaned.
I turned in his arms and blinked sleepily a few times.
He grinned crookedly. "Sleep hangs on you in the most adorable way."
I flushed and looked away. More memories came flooding back…with them, Edward's attempts at being a duck.
"I can't believe I actually made you quack," I groaned, before shooting him an apologetic look. "Sorry."
He chuckled. "It was endearing. I failed miserably though…I guess I'll have to work on it."
"Damn right you will. We've found the one thing that you can not do," I paused. "farm animal impersonations!" I finished with a flourish.
"I think I'm going to take that as a compliment."
"You're just jealous."
He slanted his eyes. "Of course, because I always become envious of water fowl."
I snickered before proceeding to snuggle my face into his glittering neck. "Harry Winston would kill for you."
He laughed.
"You're like my own personal 400 karat diamond."
"Just 400 karats?"
I kissed his cheek. "A billion karats."
Suddenly, another memory hit me, the memory of what day this was.
"Edward," I chirped. "Guess what today is?"
Slowly, a smile spread across his face. "How could I forget? Though I thought you had." He started toying with a dark lock of my hair.
"Nuh uh." I tried to wrap my tongue around the words, "We're getting married today."
My eyes desperately craved his expression. Looking up, they were greeted with the most amazing spectacle.
Edward was glowing, and not just because his vampirism made his skin glitter in the sunlight. His eyes were unfathomably happy, features exuding pure bliss. His orbs had a sort of…I struggled to come up with an adequate description – possessive finality in them. Getting married had been something of a daunting concept till now. Now, I would get married a thousand times over if I could just see Edward light up like this again.
"Oh, Bella," His voice choked as he crushed me to him. "My Bella. Oh God."
I reached my fingers up to poke his forehead. "My Edward," I told him, laughing.
A strangled sort of laugh uttered from his lips.
I hugged him to me with all my might, and let him rock me back and forth for a minute. This was heaven.
"Alice is going to kill me."
And he just had to break it, didn't he…
"Alice who?" I asked.
He seemed perplexed. "My sister, your friend, exuberant, shopping psychic extraordinaire."
"You don't have a sister," I mumbled into his chest. "We don't know any shopping psychic extraordinaires."
"Even the one who's going to kill me if we're late for your getting ready to be married?"
"I'm sorry, but I really don't know what you're talking about."
He took a deep breath and sighed. "We can't stay here forever."
I glanced up at him skeptically. "Wanna bet?"
A grim smile touched the corners of his face. "So we can."
His lips descended to be throat. My heart was beating erratically. Why hadn't it been this easy a year ago? I tilted my head back some. I hadn't been bluffing.
I felt his breath on my neck, right by my pulse point, as he said, "I'm going to count to three."
I chuckled some. Such an ordinary thing for such an extraordinary event.
"One," Edward started. I could feel his teeth graze my skin. "Two…" My heart was frantically racing. He paused for a long second. "Two and a half…" I narrowed my eyes. "Two and three quarters." What the?
We were up to two and 146/154's before he said. "You'd actually let me do it," and then pulled away with a small peck on my throat.
I glared at him. "Duh."
"Break it up," a voice from nowhere snarled.
I groaned. Alice, it seemed, had taken matters into her own hands.
"Al – icceeeee." I turned towards her, and my protest caught in my throat. She looked ferocious, wind blowing her hair behind her like some sort of big, sparkly, deranged, demonic creature. "Just kidding," I squeaked.
"Alice," Edward reasoned, "It really doesn't take all that long."
"Shut it, buddy," she snapped. "You don't know a thing about it. We'll need at least five hours, and the caterers are not answering the phone, and the cake looks like the leaning tower of pisa," she counted off the problems on her fingers. "Oh yeah, Emmett went and bought a preacher's robes because somehow he thinks that he's conducting the ceremony. And all you two can think of is dilly dallying around with the butterflies in a meadow. So…Don't. Start." Her eyes hurled daggers…more like grenades actually.
I gulped. "Maybe, I should…"
Edward cut me off. "This day is about her." His voice was demanding.
Alice looked like she was at a loss for words.
I stood. "Don't worry. I'll go quietly."
Edward never took his glare off of his sister. "You don't have to, Bella."
I leaned down and lightly kissed his forehead. "See you at 6:30."
Like a flash, his hand shot out to grab my wrist. He kept me there, scanning my eyes for any sign of hesitance. Finally satisfied with my acting, he let me go and I smiled at him.
He flashed me one of his dazzlers, and I almost swooned then and there before Alice roughly grabbed my hand and pulled me onto her back.
This was odd. I'd never ran with Alice before. Onlookers, if there were any, would think that she would have crumpled under my weight, but she didn't appear to be phased in the least.
Glancing back at Edward one time, we took off. Running with Alice was much, much more smooth…and…fun! Her dancer's steps transcended to here, as well, and she seemed to fly through the forest. She grumbled words too fast for me to hear the entire way home.
Somewhat more violent the necessary, in my opinion, she slung me off her back. "Upstairs," she commanded, pushing me in front of her. "March."
I smiled and rolled my eyes. "Sir, yes, sir."
She growled, and I scurried up the stairs to her room.
Opening the door, I spied my wedding dress hung up on the rack in the middle of her room. The veil hung neatly beside it.
"Pierre did a great job, didn't he?" she asked.
I ran my hands over the silky mesh material, and nodded. "It's gorgeous."
"All right," Alice said. This time, her voice was joined by another voice – Rosalie's. "It's time." The tone in their voices was frighteningly foreboding.
They approached me, mascara, curling iron, and other cosmetic products held up threateningly, like weapons.
I backed up. "No!"
"Get her," Alice barked at Rosalie.
I bowed my head in defeat as I was unceremoniously dragged into the bathroom.
Little did I know that my disagreement would be the reason this process would take so long. No, Alice and Rosalie were entirely at fault for the delay.
"Lilac eyeshadow!" Rosalie insisted.
"No, bronze. Natural is in," Alice countered.
I had my face burrowed into my arms folded on the counter.
"Lilac will be prettier. It'll accent her eyes," Rose insisted.
I shook my head. "It doesn't matter!" I yelled.
They gasped simultaneously. This, unfortunately, seemed to be the only thing they agreed on.
In the end, Alice won the battle of the blushes, with rosy apricot. Rosalie won the lipstick showdown with retro red. Alice with her bronze eyeshadow, and Rosalie with the thick black eyeliner.
The next order of business, to my embarrassment, was underwear.
"This definitely doesn't matter!"
They exchanged sly glances. "It will tonight," Alice chirped.
Blood rushed to my face, and I averted my eyes. "He said…he said we're not."
Rose looked outraged. "Is he insane? That's the entire point of marriage."
The psychic next to her thwapped her on the back of the neck. "Not quite."
"It's a perk," I agreed, "He said there wasn't time."
"How much time does he think it takes?" Rose asked. "With his repression, it won't take very long at all. He'll…"
"I get it," I interrupted.
"Well," Alice said, "you can wear whatever you want to then. You win this round," she added through gritted teeth. I picked out a midnight blue, lacy ensemble.
Rose looked genuinely disappointed that I hadn't chosen the cheetah printed set.
On to the next step – the dress itself.
I gasped stepping into it. The reality of the situation finally caught up with me, and I wobbled.
"She's having a klutz moment," Alice warned. "Careful."
I gave her a fixed stare. "Just…butterflies."
"Oh...errr…deep breaths?" she suggested.
I laughed. "I don't think anything is going to quell them."
A/N: ooooo my gosh. Sorry this one's a shorty. I'm a busy gal today. I'll get the next part, the wedding and such, in tomorrow or some time. Just a filler. People demanded more alice. TADA!! This, in my personal opinion, is the best filler I've ever written. Hope you like. R& R. and kindly read and review Possession and Possessed, a new story by Lily turtle. It's the best thing I've written, I think. Dark humor, it's James background story.