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Disclaimer: I don't own the Cullen gals (cry...) Pantene Pro-V, carrots, pee in jeans, American Rejects, or female lingerie...

Esme's POV

This was most definitely a first in my book. My spine shook with cold tremors of fear as I believed I was witnessing the last minutes of my dear Alice's life. But the reason to why I was shaking was not that poor Alice was going to die — quite frankly sometimes she deserved to (and almost was) but Jasper was always there — it was to whom her life was being taken from that shook my core and made this a first.

I'm not saying that my dear Bella never presented she could be this frightening as she was now while holding Alice in her raging grip, we just never paid attention enough to see past the frail human body she was once imprisoned in to notice her as anything that could be frightening. As I stared at the scene ahead of me — Alice's quivering voice weakly explaining Nessie's…problem and Bella's bloodthirsty (no pun intended) eyes yearning for what could only be Alice's death — I faintly remember the redden face of a wrath-filled, embarrassed human Bella of the not so distant past. Yes, we just never attention.

I was brought back to reality with my own shriek as Bella threw Alice on a nearby tree, cracking the immense trunk with her fists still wrapped tightly around Alice's sweater. I felt Rose's tender hand on my shoulder and I curled into her comforting hug with yet another whimper.

God, I hated when my children fight. No…Bella wasn't fighting Alice the same way; not like my boys' foolish and destructive quarrels over little things like one's annoyance over an American Reject song or changing one's clothes with female lingerie, she was looking for blood…metaphorically speaking.

"WHY THE HELL DID YOU NOT TELL ME!?!?!?" screamed Bella with loud yet beautiful shrillness. Her voice was the very gates of hell opening, her face a stunning and deranged demon, which shrank me deeper into Rosalie's reassuring arms.

We all were aware she was too loud, but who in their right mind would tell her?

Alice answered her furious question with a voice that was barely audible even to our ultra sensitive ears…

"Jacob switched my Pantene Pro-V?" she smiled and chuckled weakly as if that made it all better.

An ominous quiet settled around all of us, but we could practically feel the rumbling of wrathful thunder emitting from Bella calm face and still body. Nobody dared to breathe — like we needed it. I whimpered as I saw Alice wince and prepare to die.

But instead of seeing pale chunks of my beloved Alice around the forest floor as I expected, Bella dropped her.

What the hell? Wait…what was I saying? This is good…kind of!!

…And shocking.

We all gawked in surprise — even little Alice who should be kissing the ground she was once about to be scattered on — at a silent and seething Bella. I wondered for a moment if she was merely trying to get a better angle to kill Alice and I began to wish this wasn't so. God, help my children.

Surprisingly, Bella didn't lunge or even snarl at the vulnerable and quite guilty vampire in front of her.

"Take. Us. Back." Bella replied in a dead tone, her eyes were a flat night black and her expression was smooth as polished marble.

In other words, she was the spinning image of an annoyed, enraged, or disappointed Edward. Aww! A couple who looks annoyed, enraged, or disappointed together, scares the hell out of everyone else…oh, and stays together!

But that was beside the point.

Despite everything, despite looking death in the deadly black eyes, Alice hopped lithely up and sucked in a shocked gasp.

"To hell I will! I need this revenge, Bella!" Alice shrieked foolishly her, "I had orange hair for two goddamn weeks and your little boy toy couldn't open his know-it-all mouth and just 'Hey Alice, I love and appreciate you for everything you do so to prevent you from looking like a god forsaken carrot and save you from blackmail and a two-week fashion catastrophe, don't use your shampoo and kick Jacob's ass.'"

I had to admit the Edward impression Alice made was head-on — she even looked like she had a stick up her ass (I love my dear son, but he is uptight at times...) — and it had Rosalie and I stifling a giggle without much avail.

But the next thing that happened stopped all giggling.

Bella shot like lightning and slammed Alice to another tree, causing a crack to pierce the forest air.

"I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOUR PROBLEMS!!! I WANT TO HELP MY GODDAMN BABY!!!!!" she shrieked louder than before and causing what felt like my dead heart to restart for a second. A wail echoed in the woods and I realized with embarrassment that it was mine.

If Alice looked terrified before, she would have peed in her jeans with how she looked now. Her voice was a quivering quiet compared to the racket we made.

"There's just…one thing," she smiled meekly.

"What Alice?" Bella seethed with a deadly voice.

"We're in Massachusetts," she smiled bigger and laughed with a nervous face.

"WHAT?!?"

God, help my children.

I swear that Alice....man, one day...just one day...

ANYWHO!!! Christmas Report: I GOT THE TWILIGHT SOUNDTRACK AND THE Wii...sorry to brag... (((p.s. on the Wii i made all the CULLENS (nessie, bella, and all!!!) on the Mii part!!! im dedicated!! my parents think im weird...)))

REVIEW MY CHILD...ew wait..i dont own u!!

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