A/N: Sorry for the lack of updates yesterday, I was out all day and didn't get back until after midnight. This chapter is dedicated to Sounds Of Music. Enjoy! By the way, I'll try to make up for the whole no updates yesterday thing todaty by updating a little more than usual.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters.

Hyped On Hallow's Eve

Edward stared wide-eyed at the ever growing pile of candy wrappers. He and Bella had just come back from trick-or-treating about an hour ago, and already she must've eaten about one-half of the candy that they had collected.

"Um, Bella?" Edward said, almost nervously, knowing that the amount of sugar consumed by his precious little human in the last hour couldn't be healthy for anyone.

"Hmmm?" She responded before popping a mini chocolate bar into her mouth.

"Don't you think you've had enough candy for one night? I think it's time you just relaxed. Perhaps we could watch a movie?" Edward tried, know that anything other than more sugar would be the best thing for Bella right now.

"No way! It's Halloween! No one can ever have enough candy on Halloween! Besides, I've still got about another seven or eight pounds of candy to polish off tonight." Bella said in-between chews, her eyes wide and dazed.

"Did we even get that much candy? We didn't go to that many houses."

"Are you kidding Edward, yes we did! You remember that one place where the devil answered the door? Not the real devil of course, but the guy in the mask? He gave us like a gazillion piece of toffee!"

"What guy in a mask? We didn't go to a house with a guy in a mask."

"Yes, we did! Remember? He was singing along to Love Potion Number Nine!"

"Bella, is all of this candy making you hallucinate? You're remembering things that didn't happen." Edward stated, getting truly worried.

"No, I'm not! You have to remember! Then there was that house where Frankenstein was doing the lindy hop on the doorstep?"

Okay that's it," Edward declared as he sped over the chair that Bella was sitting in and snatched up the bag of candy, moving back to his spot across the room just as fast. "I'm confiscating the candy."

"Edward!" Bella whined as she jumped up from the couch and crossed the room quicker than Edward though possible without tripping once. "Give me back my treats!"

"Hmm, let me think," Edward pretended to ponder as he held the bag above his head. "No."

"Why?"

"You're crazy enough as it is, the last thing you need is more sugar." He exclaimed as he tossed the sac up onto the top of Esme's china cabinet.

"But-"

"No buts about it, Bella." Edward commanded as he placed a cold finger to her lips. "I can think of something much better to do with all of that energy than hallucinating." Carefully, slowly, he bent his head down. However, as soon as his lips met hers, she went limp; Edward caught her almost immediately.

"Bella?" He tried as he laid her down on the couch.

There was no response.

"Bella?"

Still nothing.

Sighing, Edward brushed her dark hair aside deciding to deal with the fact that she fainted and would probably be out for awhile. "Note to self," He muttered quietly, "Never ever mix sugar and lust again. The combination in deadly."