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Ballet Obsessed: I'm back! Does this mean I get to own Twilight now?
Edward: Nope.
Ballet Obsessed: Darn it… Then can I own Disney?
Mickey Mouse: No way!
Summary: Ballet Obsessed doesn't own Twilight or Disney.
AN: So, here is my attempt at trying to continue my story. Hopefully I'm able to do as well (if not better) then my previous chapter(s).
His Princess
BPOV
Edward had said he'd had something planned yesterday, and now I was unbearably curious as to what it was. From the moment I had woken up in his arms, I had been pestering and begging him to at least give me a hint.
I even tried the whole "I won't kiss you until you tell me what you're planning" idea. Yeah, that only worked for five minutes. Honestly, when you have a Greek God starring deep into your eyes, his lips in a sweet, delicious pout, how can you say no?
Charlie was going out tonight with some of his friends, so he had said it was ok if I was out late. I didn't necessarily specify that I'd be at Edward's house, and he didn't ask. Maybe he just didn't want to know the details as to what his daughter would be doing with her fiancé. At least he had finally accepted the idea of us getting married, no matter how little he liked Edward.
"I'll come and pick you up at five, love." Edward had told me before leaving around three.
"Can't you just stay until it's time for your 'surprise'?" He may have been with me since the moment I had woken up, but even the smallest amount of time away from his way painful.
"I have to get everything ready." He kissed me quickly before I could again demand what exactly he had planned. "The time will fly by, I promise."
He lied. I called my Mom, picked-up around my room, and even started a load of laundry, before giving up and slumping on the coach, disgruntled. Of course, the world didn't seem willing to let me pout, seeing as my phone suddenly went off.
"Hello?"
"Bella! Why aren't you getting ready?"
"Oh, hi Alice! I'm doing good, how's Paris?"
She huffed at me. "No time for sarcasm. There's a dress in your closet for tonight, you'll know which one. The make-up you'll need is in your drawer, and please curl your hair!"
"Fine. Bye, Alice."
"You'll be beautiful, and you'll have so much fun!" She squealed and hung up the phone without bothering with a good-bye.
Deciding she was going to get me in that dress no matter what, even if it required running back from Paris to get me in it herself, I trudged up the stairs to go see what torture she had in store.
I had to admit, Alice had her moments. On a hanger in the front of my closet was a deep blue summer dress. The sleeves were slightly poufy, nothing too dramatic, but it reminded me of a Disney Princess dress. It synched at the waste, with a ribbon that tied in the back. The skirt itself fell down to a little below my knees. I slipped the dress on, not very surprised that it fit perfectly.
Now getting a little excited, I put on some make-up and lightly curled my hair. As I was leaving the bathroom, I stopped to get a good look at myself, and let out a small gasp. Once again, Alice knew exactly what to do, even when she wasn't here! The make-up was just how I usually liked it, light and natural. But the dress had a regal air to it, and my hair hung in cascading waves which added to the entire ensemble.
Edward rang the doorbell just as I got downstairs; he was always arriving at the perfect time. I blushed when he took a double take at me, his eyes widening in wonder. His arms wrapped around my waste, and he gazed at me lovingly.
"You, Bella, look absolutely stunning."
I blushed even brighter, if that was possible.
"Thanks! You look really nice too." He always did. He was wearing a light blue button-up top, and slightly worn jeans. Then again, he could be wearing nothing but a paper-bag and look runway worthy.
He scoffed, and gently pulled me out the door.
"Don't you want to see what I have planned?"
I nodded eagerly, and continued to pull him to his car, Edward laughing at my unusual excitement.
The excitement bubbling inside me made me wonder if I was turning into a taller version of Alice. Edward had to keep teasingly tell me to call down, and I would simply reply that I would once we got there.
In no time at all, we had arrived at his house. He opened the door for me with a flourish, and led me inside.
Half afraid of another birthday party-type decoration set-up, I was pleasantly surprised when everything looked the same as it always did. Yet my curiosity continued to grow as we headed into his living room, and sat down on the couch. He disappeared for a moment, returning with a large bowl of popcorn and a can of soda. I smiled.
"Move night?" I asked.
"In a way." He winked, and settled back into the couch, me leaning into his side.
With just a push of a button, the lights dimmed and the television set turned on. It was static-y for a moment, like an old-fashioned movie. Then it flashed to life to show Emmett's smiling face. I heard Rosalie hiss him name, and the camera was quickly turned to a laughing Edward sitting on the couch. Composing himself, Edward smiled at the camera.
"Um, Hi, Bella." A voice "coughed" off-screen, and Edward gave an exasperated look to someone before turning back to the camera.
"Tonight, I wanted to treat you should be treated, like a Princess. Because you truly are a Princess to me."
I could sense the real Edward watching my face, gauging my reaction. I was just smiling, as always wondering how exactly he could belong to me.
"Say it Edward, say it!" I heard Alice fake-whisper in the background. Edward rolled his eyes and continued.
"You are, after all, the fairest of them all, the girl who's foot fits the slipper I found, she who I met once upon a dream and," he gave a pointed look at someone off camera, I assumed Alice, before smiling back at the camera. "The Beauty who tamed the Beast."
My smile grew wider and wider with each word he said. I turned to Edward excitedly.
"We're watching Disney movies?"
"If that's alright with you."
I squealed, and pulled him into a quick kiss.
"Of course! You just named all my favorites! Snow White, Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, and Beauty and The Beast!"
"It's true, you know." He suddenly said, as if trying to rush the words out.
I glanced at him, confused.
"You are my princess."
I smiled as he gently pulled me in for another kiss.
This time it was him who deepened the kiss, as if he couldn't get enough of me at once. I could hear both of us gasping for breath and my heart seemed to grow wings and fly away from me at the speed of a hummingbird's wings. My fingers tangled in his hair, desperately trying to pull him closer to me. In response, one of his hands wrapped around my waist and held me tight while the other gently cradled my head, allowing our lips to crush tighter together.
Finally he pulled away, giving me a change to catch my breath. I sat in his embrace for a moment, both of us listening to my calming heart. He smiled that dazzling crooked smile, which made me have to kiss him all over again.
The second kiss was shorter, Edward pulling back again with a laugh.
"Shouldn't we start the movies before it gets too late to watch them?"
"Who said we had to watch them." I murmured, stealing another quick kiss. "Can't we just sit here for the evening?"
He allowed for one quick kiss before gently pushing me down and handing me the bowl of popcorn. Pouting, I grudgingly popped a piece in my mouth and turned to the television, Edward's arm wrapped protectively around me.
I hummed along with the first movie, Snow White, smiling as her wish was answered by the appearance of her handsome prince. Edward played with my hair as they sang their love with the Wicked Queen watching them enviously. Edward and I laughed at the comical animals cleaning the dwarf's house, and their return to find the beautiful princess hiding in their room. When the Prince kissed Snow White awake, Edward turned and kissed me also. I smiled, comparing how Edward coming into my life was like a handsome prince kissing me awake. My smile grew, trying to imagine the Cullen family as the seven dwarfs.
"What's so funny, love?"
"Trying to imagine your family as seven dwarfs."
He raised an eyebrow at me, and I laughed.
"You wanted to know what I was thinking, so I told you!"
Next was Cinderella. I smilingly compared the two evil stepsister's singing to Cinderella's, wondering how they didn't realize that singing wasn't quite their forte. The little mice and birds singingly helping their friend, the sweet fairy godmother, and the magical ball all made me smile. When I wondered if I could call Alice my fairy godmother with an equally amazing sense of style, I realized that she would never be caught in what the fairy godmother was wearing. Edward tried to sneak in another kiss when they found that the slipper fit Cinderella, but I teasingly pushed him away.
"You can't kiss me now, Cinderella and her Prince haven't even kissed yet!"
"But the prince has finally found his Bella!"
I laughed at his choice of words, but still refused to kiss him. That is, until the last scene, when the Prince and Cinderella rode away kissing in their carriage.
"Now you can kiss me."
He smiled, and ended up having to pause the disc so that he could kiss me for a reasonable amount of time.
I admittedly almost started jumping up and down as Sleeping Beauty started up. I had always loved how they had taken so much of the music from the original Tchaikovsky score that had been written for the ballet (AN: Did any of you know that? Virtual cookies to everyone who did!), and the animation was always so cool looking to me. Plus the story itself: the peasant girl who falls in love with the peasant boy, who find out they're both royalty, and have been engaged to be married since birth! I knew that had never happened at that time period, but it was always nice to hope so.
Edward got a special kick out of the Fairies attempts to make her dress without magic.
"Alice would kill herself if she saw what they made!"
I laughed too, imagining the look of horror on her angelic face if I ever tried to get away with wearing something like that.
He also had an opinion about Sleeping Beauty's dress color.
"If this was for you," He whispered in my ear. "I would definitely have chosen blue." Then he leaned down to kiss me, which I allowed this time, since what he had just said was so darn sweet! And, of course, he kissed me when Prince Phillip kissed his true love awake. Although, I don't think Prince Phillip was quite as passionate when he kissed Aurora as Edward was when he kissed me.
Last on the list of movies was Beauty and the Beast. I started bouncing up and down again when it started. Oh no, maybe I am turning into Alice!
"Sorry." I smiled at my Prince, seeing his confused and smiling face. "This is just my all-time favorite Disney movie! I used to watch it every single day when I was younger. I wanted to be just like Belle – only a little more reasonable about everything."
He smiled, kissed me quiet, and sat back again to watch the story unfold.
I was surprised by just how many parallels I could find in the movie to my life now. I was a different girl from everyone else, with my nose always in a book. Gaston could be any number of boys at my school, although I though Mike Newton fit the description best. I was also the only daughter of a single father who I would do anything for. All the magical objects at the Beast's house could be my new-found family who were always so kind and caring towards me.
And Edward? Well, he had been a little scary at first. But slowly I had seen him soften up, and turn into the handsome prince I knew today. He had saved me from so much, more then a pack of hungry wolves (which seemed to don James' and Victoria's faces). I owed everything to him.
Once the movie was finished, I told him about my comparison, which I felt rather smart about discovering, Edward just smiling the whole time. When I was finished, he pulled out a deep red rose from seemingly nowhere and held it out to me.
"Thank you for being the Princess who broke my spell, Bella."
I smiled at his heart-touching words, and threw myself into his arms, once again experiencing True Love's Kiss.
AN: Tada! There you go! Love it? Hate it? Let me know, just please be nice. I'll admit that I'm rather timid when it comes to my writing.
Also, I would LOVE any more ideas for what Bella and Edward could do.
Thanks!
~Ballet Obsessed