A/N: Happy Halloween. This is just a little story I knocked out quickly. My own conversation about what to be for a Halloween costume party went much the same way- minus the ending. Enjoy.

As always- same disclaimers apply. Characters are S. Meyer's. Plot is mine. Wish Edward was too! :) xoxo

*What to be?*

"Edward you are driving me crazy." I said as I walked into the living room. Alice had texted me yet again. Wanting to know what we were going as to her annual costume party. Alice loves Halloween. She always has an over the top party. Each year had a different theme. She always matched her costume, and her husband Jasper's costume, to whatever theme she had. Thankfully, she never went as far as to dictate that her guest match the theme. Her only stipulation was that everyone must come wearing a costume. And that includes Edward. She knew he hated dressing up. But so far he has each year. Just goes to show how much he must love me. Sitting down on the couch next to him, I tried to get his attention.

"We have to pick our costumes. There is only a week left until Alice and Jasper's party. And you know she won't even let us in the door if we aren't in costume. I told you about this party almost a month ago, and you still won't make a decision."

He nodded his head, as if to indicate he had heard me, but he gave no response.

"If we can't get this settled today, I'm going to pick out my own costume and leave you at home. Or worse, I'll pick something I know you'll hate and make you wear it."

Edward set down the book he was reading, before removing his glasses. He rubbed his hand down his face before looking at me and sighing. "Okay, Bells. Let's pick a costume. What do you want to do?"

"Well, we can't be anything we've been before. Alice hates repeats. So that means we can't be hippies, pirates or a cowboy and Indian."

"Don't forget about the chick magnet and chick last year." He spoke as his fingers brushed a piece of hair behind my ear.

"Right, that's out too. Not that I'd ever want to dress up as a chick again. There were so many fake feathers on that skirt, and Alice had such a fit about all the shedding."

"Don't you mean molting?" He laughed quietly.

"Ha. Ha. Very funny." Sarcasm dripping from every word. "Okay, so that's four years of couple's costumes. And then senior year of college we were both at Alice's sorority's annual party. She had just started talking to Jasper and you came with him, right?"

"Yeah. I remember that party. You came as a sexy librarian. You looked good enough to eat that night." He turned to me, running his hands down my arms before moving to my hips. He lifted me and pulled me towards him, setting me down astride his lap.

"That was the first night we spoke." I remembered seeing him hanging out with Jasper. He had worn his brother Emmett's football jersey. Even then he wasn't really in to dressing up.

"I remember. I tagged along with Jasper, who had to get there early to help Alice set up. So I was there in the living room when you walked into the house looking like sin in heels. Those black glasses." He leaned in to kiss my jaw. "That tight little pencil skirt…" a kiss behind my ear, "and that white blouse. Unbuttoned just enough that you could see a peak of black lace." He moved further down my neck, kissing the hallow of my throat before pulling back and looking at me in the eyes. "But the killer." He squeezed my hips gently. "The killer was those damn nylons you wore with the seam up the back and those black fuck-me heels." He gave a fake shudder, before pulling me closer to him and kissing me on the lips.

Kissing Edward is as easy as breathing. And it was even easier to get carried away while doing so. Before things got too heated, I pulled back.

"They were not fuck-me heels." I tried to sound offended.

"Oh yes they were. To every guy in that house that night- they were. You were just too innocent at the time to see them that way." He gave me a quick peck on the lips, then nose before placing a final kiss on my forehead.

"Well you should have seen the costume Alice wanted me to wear that night."

"Oh yeah? And what was that?"

"It was a French maid costume. She had picked out the sluttiest thing she could find, I swear. There was hardly any fabric, and when I put it on I felt like my ass was hanging out and my tits were on display. I could barely handle walking out of Alice's bathroom to show her. There was no way I was going to go out in public wearing that."

"Damn, I would have loved to seen that." He wiggled his eyebrows at me before winking. "Do you still have it?"

"Edward!"

"What? My. Baby. Is. Hot." He punctuated each word with another kiss to my lips. His fingers threaded into my hair, as he pulled me closer. His tongue swiped across my bottom lip.

"Edward stop trying to distract me!" I nearly yelled at him, but he was delicious and so very distracting. "I know you hate dressing up, but please? For me?" I batted my eyelashes, and put on my most pathetic puppy dog pout.

"Fine." He said with a huff. "But if I can't distract you, then you best sit over there!" He gently pushed me up off his lap. With a laugh, I moved to sit in the arm chair next to the couch, grabbing my tablet off the coffee table before curling my feet up under me.

"Okay. So, couples costume ideas." I pulled up the party store website on my tablet and started to rattle off some ideas.

"What about Gangsters?"

"Eh."

"A cop and robber?"

"No."

"Clark Kent and Lois Lane?"

He shook his head.

"Fireman and Dalmatian."

"Next."

"Batman and Robin?"

He raised an eyebrow at me. "Are you serious?"

"Of course. You'd make a sexy Batman."

"Yeah, right!" He said as he rolled his eyes.

"I'm serious, Edward. "

"Okay, moving on."

"Fine. How about Greek gods? We could wear togas."

"Is there anything that would, I don't know… just let me wear normal clothes. I mean, it's October in Seattle. It isn't exactly warm out. And wouldn't you much rather wear something that has some form of coverage?"

"I don't mind showing a bit of skin. We'll be inside most of the time anyway. I just don't want to dress the way Alice would probably want me to. All tits and ass. I'm sure we'll find something cute, maybe even sexy, I can be without looking like a hoe-bag." I laughed.

"A hoe-bag? Nice vocabulary, Miss. Freshman English Teacher."

"I'm sorry. Would you rather I said I don't want to look like the proprietor of a house of ill repute?"

He just laughed and shook his head at me.

"Okay, let's see… what else? What else? Well, there's a ton of Disney options- princes and princesses, or Mickey and Minnie. Or we could buy those big animal onesies and be comfy."

"Maybe."

"Doctor and nurse? Zoo keeper and monkey? Ring master and lion?"

"Are you looking to be an animal?"

"I don't know. Throw on some tight pants and a t-shirt, paint my face. It would be easy enough to do."

"Easy. And therefore Alice will hate it. Do you really want to face the wrath of Alice?" After almost 5 years of dating, Edward had become very familiar with my best friend. He loved Alice like a sister, and knew all too well what Alice was capable of.

"No. You're right. Moving on." I sighed and scrolled through the party store site some more. "Red Riding Hood and a werewolf?"

Edward waved his hands in front of his body as he spoke, "No. No way in hell am I dressing up as a werewolf!"

"Okay… Vampires?"

"What kind of vampire? Like the dark cloak wearing, blood drinking, preying on innocent victims kind? Or… the sparkly kind?" Clearly this was another item he definitely had an opinion on.

"Either."

"Pass."

"Okay. Fine. What do you want to be? Since none of my ideas seem to be up to your standards." I tried not to sound irritated, but we'd spent the last half hour going through ideas and he had shot down every single one I had.

"Hmmmm… let me think." He sat there, holding his chin and tapping his finger gently against his lip. "Think. Think. Think."

"Edddddwaaaaaaard." He was trying my patience.

"Hmmmm… What to be? What to be?"

He sat there for a few more minutes like that. Just being a royal pain. Until finally, I couldn't take looking at him with that stupid look on his face. I got up and went into the kitchen to grab a soda from the frig.

"I've got it!" I heard him yell from the other room. Making my way back in to the living room, I asked "Yeah? Okay. What?"

"I know exactly what you can be?" He was smiling. His eyes had a brightness to them, and he looked so happy.

"Okay. What's that?" Excitement getting the better of me, I quickly forgot that he had been annoying me.

He got up from the couch and came and stood in front of me. With one hand he reached out and took my left hand. His other hand reached into his pocket quickly before pulling it back out. Slowly he got down on one knee in front of me.

"Isabella Marie Swan,"

My free hand flew to cover my mouth, "Oh my god, what's happening?" Tears began to fill my eyes.

"I know exactly what you should be for Halloween. And Thanksgiving. And Christmas. And every other day of our lives until death do us part. Isabella… Bella… Bells, I love you with all my heart and soul. Will you please be my wife?"

"Oh my god. Yes. Yes!" I exclaimed as the tears spilled down my cheeks, and a wide smile filled my face.

He slide the diamond ring on my finger before standing up and hugging me tight. He spun me around before setting me gently back on my fee. His hands came up to cup my face, and he pulled me in for a deep kiss.

After a few minutes, he pulled back and asked, "So for Halloween, you'll be Mrs. Cullen?" He looked so damn happy.

I smiled before leaning into him, whispering in his ear, "Only if you'll be Batman."