Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.

BELLA'S POV

I finally saw what Lay Lay was wearing. And it was way to reveling. We normally didn't pick out our cloths so I was going to find out who put my baby sister in those cloths.

Just as I realized it so did the boys. Their first instinctwas to be protective. Emmett took off his hoodie and said, "Lay Lay, put this on."

"Why?" Lay Lay asked.

"Let me see. You look 3 like a huchie mommas in those cloths," Jasper said taking off his jacket to hand it to Teeny.

"Yea, have you not seen what you are wearing?" Edward asked handing me his hoodie.

"The maids change us magically sometimes," I explained.

They nodded and Carlisle had that I-want-to-talk-to-authority look.

Lay Lay was then laughing.

"What?" I asked her.

She was looking down at her knees and I saw what she was laughing at. She had turned into a 13 year old and the hoodie was like a dress on her. It went all the way to the floor and the sleeves looked like rubber flippers on a seal.

"Um wasn't she just 17?" Emmett asked. I then realized each of the boys took a certain protective stand over each of us. Emmett-Lay Lay. Jasper-Teeny. But I couldn't help but feel a different pull towards my protector. It wasn't sibling like. It was more romantic. I looked at him. Then my mind wandered. Wondering what it would be like to kiss his lips. Is cold smooth...

I was broke from my thoughts when I heard, "We can switch ages. We like to stay our same age, but Lay Lay was injected with some weird stuff (AN: Nice elaboration. Right? LOL.) and now when ever she is tired she turns 13. When she is bored she just switches ages so what ever age is the most fun will be the age she is. Some how Bella and I got out of it."

I laughed at Lay Lay. She was starting to clap her hands like a seal making barking noises.

Rosalie was also smiling at her. Wow, she smiled.

"Okay. So lets get the little baby to bed and then we all can talk," Rosalie said as Lay Lay turned 1 years old. Rosalie went over and picked her up.

I was confused. But when the two pasted I saw Lay Lay wink. Oh, she was do her greatest desire. Rosalie wants to take care of a kid. Just to bad she could have her own. But, she would settle for any kid right now. So I am only guessing that Lay Lay is going to be a baby for a while now.

"Come on," I said, "Let's go to the thrown room."

When we got there we were meet by a very mad looking 17 year old Lay Lay. She was fumming.

"What's up?" I asked when we got to her.

"Mom wants to hold a ball. WHEN WE ARE IN THE MIDDLE OF A FREAKIN' WAR!" Lay Lay yelled, "AND DO YOU WANT TO KNOW THE BEST PART?! WE HAVE TO GET DATES!"

With that it was official. Mom does hate us.

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