A/N: Another chapter:) I'm glad I can finally get a story going :D But this chapter's going to be pretty short...it's just something to tide you over with until I'm done thinking out the next scene. Unfortunately, I don't know much about magicians,so I might make this one a little corny. :P If I do make him a little odd, please tell me.

And also, since I've received reviews and PMs telling me to continue with A Pianist's Will, I'll put up the 2nd chapter in at most 2 days. Thanks for the encouragement you guys! I love you! -tear-

Another Disclaimer: I obviously don't own Twilight. I'm just not cool enough.

And with much applause, the show began.

Up onto stage walked the Wizard...except he looked like anything but a wizard! He was at most 30 years old, with dark hair, but no facial hair whatsoever. What a misfitting name, I thought. But at least he had a suitable (AN: HAHA, get it? Suitable? Suitable? Ok sorry. I had too much sugar.) costume- dark blue, with shimmery silver sequins, that went all the way down to the floor, and a matching hat. He looked around at the audience, then bowed with a flourish. A random thought popped into my mind. How does the hat stay on? I suddenly wondered.

But I didn't dwell on the question for long, because the magician was now turning back onto the inner stage, which was gradually lighting up. With the dim glow from above, I saw there were many carefully placed props that I hadn't seen earlier without the light. I leaned in closer, waiting for the tricks to begin.

He strode over to a small wooden table, on which there was an upside-down top hat. I could guess what was about to happen- the traditional pull-the-rabbit-out-of-the-hat trick.

The Wizard clapped his hands, and announced loudly, "Now. Everyone, I'm sure, knows about the old hat trick- stick you hand in, and pull a rabbit out! Well, I've gone beyond that! Behold!" He did a complicated looking hand gesture in front of the hat, and out popped- no, flew- a DOVE!

I gaped in wonder. Holy crow, how had he done that? He couldn't have possibly stuffed that bird inside that hat. And how did he keep it from flying out and squawking before the right time?

Actually, correction- birds. With an s. Another gray dove flew out of the hat, and fluttered around on stage with the other one.

I was sure my eyes were coming out of their sockets by now. And the show had just started!

The Wizard grinned- smugly, it seemed. "Ah, it's mate. Those twocan't bear to be separated, even if it means being squished in a hat!" The audience laughed, and the man whistled, signaling for the birds to fly over and land on its shoulder.

Can't bear to be separated...like Edward and I. I though, with a sudden new affection for gray doves.

A bag rustled to my left. I swiftly glanced over on reflex, meaning to look away just as quickly, but I gasped. Jasper had finally opened the bag to reveal its contents, which contained...

A/N: Hehe, a little cliffhanger ;D But don't worry. I just wanted to get this part off my back before I typed the other stuff. The next chapter will be up soon. And, I promise, it will be much longer. Hopefully. Unless I get another great idea and decide to put another short cliffie chapter. :

Please review! They're great motivation, and the more I get, the more encouraged and happy I'll get, and the more I'll type, and the more I'll put up.

Until next time! Ara.