Chapter Five: Rosalie's task.

"IT'S MY TURN!!!!!" bellowed Rosalie and Emmett flinched, seeming to give up.

"Fine…" Emmett grumbled and sat down unhappily on the piano stool, forgetting that Bella was already perched there and nearly rendering her legless.

"Well then…" Rosalie said, a picture of calm now as she flicked back her long, golden hair. "Everyone follow me…" she said mysteriously and glided gracefully upstairs. They all followed her, Bella over Edward's shoulder much to her displeasure.

When they entered Emmett and Rosalie's room Alice gave a little gasp of happiness and Emmett scowled.

"You turned our room into a beauty parlor?" He said disgustedly, staring at all the many products and fluffy cushions that now lay strewn across the room. Rosalie smiled merrily.

Bella face was equally distorted into the same look of distaste.

"When did you even do this Rosalie?" she said in amazement.

"That doesn't matter now." She replied in an of hand voice. She walked forward and grabbed Bella's arm, sitting her down in a big pink chair in the middle of the room. Then she grabbed Edward's arm which was not as easy to do and pulled him, with effort, to the spot where Bella sat. Alice's mouth was nearly watering now.

"Oh very good Rosalie!" she said happily and whispered something in Jasper's ear.

"Oh no…no I'm not doing that." Said Edward, seeing what Alice had seen and scowling at Rosalie.

"Well then you'll have to kiss goodbye to supervising Bella unicycling." Rosalie said coldly, her smile had turned to a harrowing look of indifference. "We thought every other week we'd do it with Roller skates on as well and every fortnight…"

"FINE!" said Edward angrily.

"What the hell is going on here!" said Bella, frustrated as she looked from Rosalie to Edward. Rosalie grinned at her, something Bella wasn't used to and she nearly fell sideways off the big pink chair.

"Edward has to…" her voice quivered with excitement. "…GIVE YOU A MAKEOVER!" Bella gasped and she looked pleadingly at Edward.

"I'm sorry Bella…" he said forlornly "I do this for you…" Bella screamed as he advanced on her, a hair brush in one hand and a lipstick in the other.

Half an hour later

Rosalie was deciding that maybe setting Edward this task was a bad mistake. It meant that probably her sister in law to be would hate her for all eternity…literally.

"Don't worry" she said, glancing over at Rosalie's anxious face. "I've seen it. She forgives you…eventually." Rosalie let out a moan just as Edward stepped back to admire his work.

Bella scowled back at him, her lips black with eyeliner, her cheeks red with lipstick. Her hair stuck up in a Mohican like fashion around her head and cotton wool stuck out of her ears in an unattractive fashion.

The Cullens gathered round Bella and Edward frowned, his chin wobbled.

"I'VE RUINED HER!" he wailed and sobbed, tearless sobs into Rosalie's shoulder.

"You've got that right." Rosalie observed harshly as she took in the glitter that covered Bella's forehead. Edward sobbed harder and Bella grabbed a hand mirror. For a split second her face held a look of utter horror and then she relaxed it in pleasure.

"Edward, Edward…" she said, trying to get his attention. "EDWARD!" he turned to look at her unhappily. "I…" she smiled. "I love it!" everyone gasped in amazement.

"What!" screamed Rosalie like a harpy.

"I think it's great!" she said happily.

"But Edward hasn't passed….has he?" Alice asked tentatively.

"The rules said that Bella had to like her makeover" said Rosalie miserably; she had clearly been hoping to catch Edward out on this task.

"And I do!" Bella said happily and embraced Edward who smiled. She ignored Alice face which contorted into revulsion.

"I love you…" He said and embraced her again. Emmett coughed.

"Alright, Alright, break it up, break it up" he said grabbing Bella as Edward leaned into kiss her. "now… I believe it is my turn!" he said proudly. "Let the task comm…."

But he was interrupted by Esme who tugged on his arm.

"Isn't it my turn next?" she asked, a smile lurking behind her calm eyes. Emmett opened his mouth to protest but Jasper interrupted.

"Ah, ah, ah" he wagged his finger disapprovingly. "Ladies first!" Esme smiled at him.

"Thankyou dear." She said appreciatively and glided from the room, the others following her.

AN: Not my favourite task but Edward sure pulls it out the bag. I have to say Emmett's is brill though so keep reading! Oh and reviews are nice if you could spare one.