Okay, so here it is! I'm sorry that this took so long to update. It was hard to think of something that Edward could do to exact his revenge, but I think I'm happy with the end result. Enjoy!

"Is everyone finally ready?" Alice asked, not bothering to hide her annoyance. And for a minute, I actually wasn't sure whether it stemmed from her eagerness to go out with Bella for the first time in a couple months, or what was headed Edward's way.

Either way, this outing would be a fun one. Alice and I had made sure of that.

After painting Edward's precious Volvo pink, I had been waiting for an act of vengeance from him. But nothing had come, and though it should have unsettled me, it didn't. Instead, I was reveling in my victory.

And he might think that my retaliation for his breaking my TV was over, but he was dead wrong.

"Yes, Alice, I believe everyone is ready." He turned to Bella. "Let's go get the car started."

They left through the front door at a very slow pace. It was only a matter of time, though, until Bella was one of us. I was convinced.

Alice sighed and crossed her arms over her torso as she waited for Rosalie to come downstairs. Her foot kept up a fast tempo, the taps echoing throughout the empty living room. After two minutes, Alice couldn't take it anymore.

"Come on, Rose! If you aren't down here in thirty seconds, then we're leaving without you!"

"Hey," I automatically responded, "we can wait just a few minutes for her to finish getting ready. You've waited for a few weeks, so I don't see why you're going crazy over a matter of minutes."

She exhaled in frustration. "Well, Emmett, the movie starts in an hour and a half. If we don't leave now, then we won't have time for Bella to eat dinner. Besides, Charlie has strict orders that she's home by ten. So you do the math."

I didn't have to, though, because Rosalie was crossing the room towards us as Alice finished her sentence.

"Is everyone ready yet?" she asked nonchalantly. I smiled as Alice all but stormed over to the door. I leaned over to give Rose a quick kiss on the lips before wrapping my arm securely around her waist—the fit undeniably perfect.

"Are you ready to have some fun?" I asked both of them. Alice smiled knowingly—obviously remembering the items we had stashed under the passenger seat earlier that day. Rosalie frowned, and Alice just smiled brighter.

"Just wait. Tonight is going to be entertaining, I can assure you."

With that, we made our way to the car—Edward already in the driver's seat, and Bella in the passenger seat. The three of us climbed into the backseat, and within a minute we were pulling out of the driveway.

I couldn't stop smiling, knowing that the fun was just a short hour away…

"So where do you want to eat, Bella?" Thanks to Edward's driving—which was worse than anyone else's in the family—we had a solid hour of time to burn.

"I don't care," came Bella's unassertive reply. How she could be so unsure about such a simple thing as what she wanted to eat, and be so stubborn on wanting to become a vampire, I had no idea. Neither did Edward, which I knew bugged him. That was the way it was, though.

"Well, we can go to that Mexican place on Grant if you want, or there's La Bella Italia, properly named if you ask me…" she mused. "Yeah, let's go there."

"No, I think I'd prefer Mexican right now actually," Bella said slowly.

"Mexican it is," Edward announced. He actually seemed too eager, but I only paused for a second. He had his coming to him tonight, and I was too anxious to see the look on his face.

Quickly, I stopped those thoughts so he wouldn't get suspicious. Alice assured me that his mind was elsewhere for now, but I still had to be careful.

Even though I hated his gift when I tried to do things like this, I could deny that I loved the challenge it posed. Without it, the entire process would be far too easy. Nothing entertained me more than a challenge.

We pulled into the restaurant parking lot, and Edward went to open Bella's door while the rest of us filed out of the back. I gently pushed the car door, but it still sounded like I slammed it. Rosalie looked into the reflective glass of the window, rearranging her golden curls. I smiled. My angel really was the most beautiful thing I had ever laid my eyes on—in my human or vampire life.

Alice, Edward and Bella were already walking up the front steps to the entrance.

"You know, you don't need to do that to look good. You're already the most beautiful thing on this Earth. Now let's go catch up." She sighed, and we walked quickly, reaching them just as they passed through the front doors.

A dark-haired man was positioned at the host stand looked asleep when we first walked in. Only at the sight of Alice and Rosalie did he perk up, standing straighter. Reflexively, I hardened my face, eyes narrowing slightly at him.

I was surprised, though, to see that the people who apparently ran this particular establishment were actually of Latin origin—something rare this far north.

"How many people will we have today?" he asked, attention focused primarily on Rosalie.

"Five," Edward answered. I could hear the frustration in his voice. What thoughts he was being subjected to, I had no idea.

"Right this way," he offered.

"And non-smoking, please," Edward requested.

"Oh, there aren't any smoking sections in our restaurant."

"Good."

We got a table near the center of the main dining room, me and Edward pulling out chairs for the women, and the host left after giving us our menus. Only Bella actually picked hers up, scanning quickly through it before deciding on tortilla soup.

How boring, I thought.

"Please try to refrain from comments about Bella's diet," came Edward's voice, low and quick. "It's much better for her than grizzlies."

I smiled.

Well, I thought to him, not for long.

He sent an icy glare at me, but I just laughed it off.

My family and I only ordered water, which remained untouched for the rest of the night. Bella got her soup, but burned her tongue on it with the first sip.

I couldn't help laughing at her, so happy to be back in Forks again—with the whole family, no less. A part of me would miss her clumsiness when she was turned, but I couldn't help thinking about all the fun we could have.

Once Bella was finished with her meal, Edward mysteriously excused himself from the table. It surprised me, seeing him remove himself from Bella's presence wasn't something I had witnessed him do since our return. But he kissed the back of her hand before quickly heading to the host stand.

The look in Bella's eyes saddened me. It was obvious what my brother's absence had done to her. I would have said "I told you so" to him thousands of times had I not seen the horrid guilt in his eyes. No matter how much I loved messing with my little brother, that would have been too much—even from me.

Alice cheerfully filled the silence, talking with Bella about how good the movie was supposed to be. Nothing could dampen Alice's happiness on this outing. She had been waiting for a chance to get out of Forks with Bella since we came back, but Charlie's grounding had gotten in the way. I could only imagine the manipulation she had to do to make this happen.

I found Rosalie's hand under the table and gave it a squeeze. She smiled, and I couldn't believe—even now that I had known her so long—how gorgeous she was. A true image of perfection. How lucky was I. I didn't know what made me deserve this measure of good fortune, but I would be the last person to second-guess it.

Something that Edward did not know how to do.

As soon as I thought that, he came strolling back into the room, his expression mischievous. Alice suddenly broke out in a short burst of laughter, and I narrowed my eyes at him. What had he done?

I decided not to concentrate on it, trying to keep my mind off my own trick at the same time. It was hardly a challenge, and I decided to give Edward a break and not use my usual method. Instead of Rosalie, I concentrated on what the movie would be about. I didn't know, so I guessed what could possibly happen in a film titled Hidalgo.

What was Hidalgo? I think Alice said it was a horse, but who would name their horse Hidalgo? Name it something better, like Kodak, or General. And what was it about a movie about a horse that had so many people interested? I just prayed it would end up being another chick flick. I might die.

My thoughts were interrupted by a loud procession of workers wearing painfully bright colors. The main dining room was unnaturally crowded, and so I looked around for people in fancy dress. Then it seemed that the whole staff was there, bright smiles plastered on each of their faces.

Before I realized what was happening, they came to our table. I frowned, as did Rosalie and Bella. Edward and Alice, however, could barely contain their laughter.

Then someone set down in front of me a giant chocolate cake covered in disgusting brown frosting. Alice then lost control and broke out in a real fit of hysteria. Edward's shoulders were shaking, but he calmed himself with a deep breath.

Soon, everyone in the room joined in the chorus of "Happy Birthday". Edward joined in, his voice the only one saying "Emmett" at the appropriate time. Small candles—22 of them—were placed randomly all over the mass in front of me, all lit.

I looked at Edward, putting together the pieces in my head. "You…"

"Aren't you going to make a wish and blow out your candles, dearest brother?" he asked, a devilish grin spreading across his face.

"What the he—"

"I'd hurry, before the wax gets all over your cake."

I took in a deep breath to calm myself, and blew out through my mouth, extinguishing all the flames.

"Are you satisfied?"

"Oh, not nearly enough. You still have to eat it. Wouldn't want to let down the cooks who have been working all day to make this for you."

I stifled a groan. There was no way I was doing this.

I turned to the person who looked like he was the manager, but he cut me off before I could speak.

"Eat the cake! See how it tastes! I helped make this myself!" He seemed far too excited for a stranger's birthday. He even picked my fork up for me and put it in my hand for me. "Go on, try!"

If looks could kill, Edward would be long gone by now. Begrudgingly, I dug my fork into the appalling gooey mass.

It took all I had to not gag the first bite back up. And I still had fifty more to go.

Edward was so paying for this.

So was it good? I already have started the next chapter, so be happy for that! Reviews are always appreciated! And I know that Hidalgo is an old movie. But it's the first one that popped into my head, so oh well!

I want to also thank BroodyBrathan23 for the help that she gave me on the first chapter. I was remiss last time to forget her, but I rememebered this time! Thanks also to all my reviewers! You guys (and girls) rock!

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