A/N: This chapter is dedicated to YoolieYick who wanted Mike to have a Halloween party. Read and Review? Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters. Nor do I own Batman.

My Prince

"Well, this is boring."

"That's because you won't dance."

"I didn't come here to dance."

"Then why did you come here?"

"To spend a night out with Edward."

"Edward, Edward, Edward, is that all you think about?" Mike groaned as he tossed his head back in aggravation.

"Are you seriously asking me that? "Bella asked as she let her eyes scan the crowd of people in costumes.

"Yes! God, he's just gone to get you a drink; can't you spare me just one teeny weenie dance while he's gone?" Mike pouted as he drew his cape closer around himself.

"Mike, I don't dance, let alone with Batman." Bella chuckled as Mike scowled at her.

"I'll have you know that Batman is amazing!"

"Whatever."

"Probably way better than what Cullen came up with for a costume, anyways." Mike added under his breath.

"Bella!" Edward called as he made his way through the dancers.

"Edward!" She yelled back over the music, obviously elated that Mike would have to leave unless he wanted a confrontation which probably wouldn't be pretty.

"Cullen." Mike spat as a way of greeting.

"Newton." Edward matched the venom in his tone as he turned to Bella. "Here, I got you a drink." He smiled as she accepted the glass of punch.

"What are you supposed to be, Cullen? I don't think I've ever seen a guy wear tights before."

"First off, their not tights, they're jodhpurs," Edward stated at he glared at Mike, "And I though you'd be able to tell by Bella's costume what I'm supposed to be."

"Hey, just because it's my party doesn't mean that I know what costume everyone is wearing."

"No, not at all. However, I do think you'd be able to tell what Bella is if you would stop staring at her chest long enough." Edward growled, causing Mike to cower and Bella to hit him.

"Mike," She began, staring angrily at her used-to-be friend. "Please say that you were staring at my costume and not me."

"Umm… At your costume?"

"Really now? Edward smirked at Mike's guilty look. "Then what is she supposed to be?"

Glancing swiftly at her velvety, wine colored dress and pointed hat that had a veil flowing over the top, Mike guess, "A princess?"

"Very good Newton. It would seem that you're not as stupid as you look." Edward murmured quietly, just loud enough for Bella to hear.

Holding back a laugh, Bella prompted, "And Edward?"

"Uh…" Mike tried staring at the doublet, tights, and cape ensemble, "A guy in tights?"

Sighing at his incompetence, Edward looked back at Bella and extended his hand.

"Fair maiden, would you do the honor of presenting me with this dance?" He drawled smoothly.

"My prince." Bella gushed as she took his hand and allowed herself to be waltzed around.

"But… You wouldn't dance with… I don't believe…" Mike stuttered as he looked on in awe at the poster children of romance for the town of Forks.

"Don't look so down, Newton. I'm sure Jessica would love to see what tricks Bruce Wayne has up his sleeve." Edward noted as Mike turned glumly away.