The fourth day of Christmas

Walking through the streets of Seattle, Alice and Rosalie cooed over all the pretty things in the shop windows, Jasper and Emmett trailing behind them laden with shopping bags. More and more distance was forming between them as the girls rushed ahead to look at various things, and the boys hung back and moaned.

When Alice glanced back to check on her husband and brother, she frowned. Four girls were walking up to the pair, dressed rather sluttily in red dresses that were lined with white fur and Santa hats and killer heels. As they approached, Emmett nudged his brother and laughed, "Check out the birds!"

"Hey boys." The girls called with a wink. One of them produced some mistletoe and held it above her head, "Either of you boys up for a kiss."

Both boys laughed and politely declined as Alice and Rosalie stormed over to where they were standing.

"Excuse me," Rosalie fumed, "But they're taken."

The four girls giggled and walked away, but not before throwing more winks over their shoulders at both Jasper and Emmett. Rosalie was furious, thumping Emmett on the arm and making threats, even though he hadn't really done anything wrong. Alice wasn't angry, she just looked up at Jasper with a weak smile.

Jasper frowned as he felt a flurry of emotions from his little wife; not anger, and not quite jealousy either. Envy. She was envious of those girls. But why? He'd turned them down and they'd left. They had nothing that Alice could possibly be envious about, and yet that's the emotion he was feeling from her.

Later that day, Jasper was reading in their bedroom when Alice appeared in the doorway. Jasper blinked in surprise when he saw what she was wearing; a replica of the costumes of the four girls earlier - slutty and sexy rolled into a Christmas costume. She walked towards him, swaying her hips and pouting. She was clearly trying to copy the girls from earlier, hands on her hips. It wasn't working. "Darlin', what are you doing?"

"What do you think I'm doing?" She asked. She'd tried to lower her voice to make it huskier and sexier, but it came out like the same tinkling bells it always did. She held up some mistletoe.

"Alice?" Jasper asked, frowning.

Alice slumped to the floor with a sigh, dropping the mistletoe at her feet. "I can't do it."

"Can't do what, Darlin'?" Jasper asked.

"I just wanted to be sexy, like those girls earlier." Alice said, her eyes brimming with waterless tears as she looked up at Jasper, "For once I didn't want you to see me as just a little girl."

"Darlin', you know that's not true." He said, sitting down on the floor in front of her.

"Yes it is, Jasper." Alice said, "I'm not sexy. I don't have big boobs or pouty lips or sexy hips. I just look like a kid."

Jasper understood now why he'd felt envy from Alice earlier, though he knew she had no reason to feel it. "Alice, listen to me. You're beautiful, you're gorgeous, and yes, you're sexy. So what if you don't have big boobs or hips? You're perfect just being you." She didn't look convinced. "Darlin', would I lie to you?"

"I wish I could be like them." Alice admitted quietly, looking at the floor.

Jasper frowned and lifted her head up gently so she was looking him in the eye, "I love you just the way you are. Don't you ever go wishing you were different, you hear me?"

Alice smiled, but it was a weak smile and it made Jasper frown even more. She stood up and disappeared into her walk in closet, appearing again a minute later dressed in leggings and an old oversized sweater that had once belonged to Jasper.

He looked her up and down and then pulled her close to him, "You're ten times sexier than any of those girls. A hundred times. You looking like this is perfect, unmatchable."

He produced the mistletoe that Alice had dropped earlier, "There's nothing I want to do more than kiss you right now."

A smile broke out on Alice's face as she sensed truth in his voice. She was still insecure - she always would be - but she was happy. Jasper loved her for who she was, and that was all that mattered.

~On the fourth day of Christmas my true love gave to me, Four calling birds.~

A/N: Hello again :)

So, me being me, I've been super disorganised and instead of writing all of these before hand and then posting them on the right days, I'm trying to write them all as I go ;) I've got the fifth day sorted...but six? Anyone got any ideas of how "Six geese a-laying" can be tied into a Christmas themed one-shot? ;)

See you tomorrow :)