No rant this time; just this: i dont own twilight
BELLA'S LIKE 2 OR 3 IN THIS, BTW
Alice popped in another video.
I think that pixie was getting some sick humor out of this.
" I don't wanna see santa clause!" a three-year old me said to the camera.
"Bella, come on." Renee said, picking me up.
In the place was Waylon.
I looked at him, promptly screamed, and tried to run away, until renee grabbed me and put me on his lap, where I promptly tried to get away.
Because, even as a three year old, I must have known that you don't sit on strange guys laps. They took a picture. HE started to talk to me, but you couldn't hear it over my crying and screaming.
It then cut to Christmas day.
"Say Merry Christmas, Bella!" Charlie told me.
"Mwerry Cwistmas Bwella!" I said to the camera.
We were going to go see santa clause. I took one look and then ran away screaming.
Then, it cut to the actual Christmas.
"Cat!"I screamed, and threw a present at the bright orange cat.
"Bella, don't throw stuff at stefon." Charlie said sternly.
"Fine dwady." I replied to him.
"Fwire!" I said, and then pointed towards the stove, which, was indeed on fire.
Soon, the stove was covered with the foam that comes out of fire extinguishers.
"Stefon! Help me!" I cried, and clung to Stefon, who then scratched me. "Damn cat." I muttered.
"That was an evil cat." I said, which made every one crack up.
"Wow Bella." Emmett said.
"Don't worry, Bella, that was really cute." Edward whispered in my ear, and I kissed him.
"Did you not hear me earlier? NO PDA!" Emmett said.