Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Twilight books.

Bella's POV

"Dare."

"I dare you to dress as a pilgrim, churn butter while singing Grandpa Tell Me 'Bout the Good Old Days, at the mall."

"Is there anything else I can do?"

"No, now I know that Alice has a outfit for you by the way her mind is."

"I want to help," I said. With that we all ran upstairs.

When we got down I got the butter churner.

We were all going to go in Emmett's jeep. The girls squished up front and the guys rode in the back.

When we got to the mall we went to the center.

"Can I have everyones attention please?"Alice yelled from the table in the middle.

I turned to Rose and mom and said," He never said that Rose couldn't change your look."

I sent a mesage to Alice telling her not to say it was our mom and she nodded. All she said it was some random women that wanted to make a statment.

Rose change mom up so much I had to look twice to see her.

"Okay mom," I said pushing her," Go."

I turned on the music. Mom took a deep breath and started to churn then she started:

Grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days
Sometimes it feels like this worlds gone crazy
Grandpa, take me back to yesterday
When the line between right and wrong
Didn't seem so hazy

Mom looked up from the butter straight at Edward and his mouth fell.

Did lovers really fall in love to stay
And stand beside each other, come what may
Was a promise really something people kept
Not just something they would say and
Did families really bow their heads to pray
Did daddies really never go away
Woah oh, grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days

Grandpa, everything is changing fast
We call it progress, but I just don't know
And grandpa, Let's wander back into the past
And paint me the picture of long ago
Did lovers really fall in love to stay
And stand beside each other, come what may
Was a promise really something people kept
Not just something they would say and
Did families really bow their heads to pray
Did daddies really never go away
Woah oh, grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days

Grandpa, everything is changing fast
We call it progress, but I just don't know
And grandpa, Let's wander back into the past
And paint me the picture of long ago
Did lovers really fall in love to stay
And stand beside each other come what may
Was a promise really something people kept
Not just something they would say and then forget
Did families really bow their heads to pray
Did daddies really never go away
Woah oh, grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days
Woah oh, grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days

Mom walk back to us and we handed her cloths. Rose changed her back to her normal look.

She came back smirking. That was different from her normal motherly nature.

"That is not fair," Edward complained.

"Yes that is fair. You never said that Rose couldn't use her powers."

"Well, remind me to never sign a contract made by your daughters without reading over the whole thing."

"Sure, Edward. Sure," I said pushing them all out the mall before Esme did her turn.

When we got back to the truck Esme then said," So Edward? Truth or Dare?"

I closed her mind from Edward. This was going to be funny.

AN: Sorry it was so short. Please Review though.