I realized someone asked this question, which I never answered: this story is set between Eclipse and Breaking Dawn, during the summer.

Disclaimer:

Ballet Obsessed: Edward, if I let you spend money on Bella in this chapter, will

you let me own Twilight?

Edward: Yes.

Ballet Obsessed: Woohoo! **Writes a totally epic chapter, in which she allows

Edward to spend money on Bella**

Ballet Obsessed: There you go! Now do I own Twilight?

Edward: Nope.

Ballet Obsessed: Curse You…

Summary: Edward is a Meany-head, and won't give me Twilight. Oh yeah, and I guess I just gave you a spoiler to the chapter.

AN: I'm cringing from all the death glares I can feel coming through the computer – I'm SSOOO sorry! I've just been so busy, I don't even have spare time to READ (my favorite thing ever), so writing was nearly impossible. But I have good news! In a small, community ballet company production, I was cast as Princess Aurora in their Sleeping Beauty! So, just be happy about that rather then mad at me! ;D

Growth

BPOV

It was one of those rare, sunny days in the dark land of Forks, and I was desperate to spend every second possible out and about in the glorious sunshine. True, I had come to love the rain and all the secret promises it held. But sometimes I just needed to soak in all that delicious Vitamin D.

Edward could tell my sudden obsession with the bright sunlight, seeing as how I was staring out the window every chance I got.

"Love?" He asked me for the umpteenth time. I sighed and turned to where he was sitting next to me on the couch. We had been curled up at his house, just talking. Yet I kept loosing my train of thought as I caught a ray of warmth through the window. He smiled, gently cupping my face with his hand.

"Are you ready for today's plans?"

I jumped up, smiling, and pulled him out the door with me, just knowing that it had to take place outside. He chuckled and followed me.

Having taken my time to soak in the warmth, I turned to him smiling.

"Alright, what's the plan?" I could feel the sun giving me energy that sometimes felt drained during cloudy days, and I desperately needed to enjoy it all while it lasted.

Edward simply smiled at me, pulling me close in a sudden movement that left me breathless. He leaned in, and I waited for the kiss that would wipe my mind clean and send me into that piece of paradise. Instead, he whispered gently in my ear.

"I love seeing you in the sun. Your joy blinds me more then the sun's brightness ever could."

He leaned his face against my skin, soaking in my own warmth. We both simultaneously sighed, simply enjoying the moment.

"Now," Edward pulled away from me, and pulled me to a pile of something by the side of his house. "Let's get started. These flowers won't plant themselves, after all."

I laughed. "We're going to plant flowers for a day of no-money-spending romance week?"

He beamed back at me. "Of course!"

I couldn't help it; I just had to kiss him.

"Ok then, let's go!"

Of course, Edward seemed to have just about everything one would ever need to plant a full-out garden. I had my suspicions that some of these supplies, and flowers, were a little too new, but I decided to trust his word for it.

Once Edward was satisfied that I was all "suited up", he hesitantly pulled up one of the plastic-potted plants.

"Now… how exactly do we do this?"

I couldn't help but laugh at his cute, confused expression. And I stole another kiss, of course. It couldn't be helped!

"As terrible as she was at actually planting gardens, I did learn a thing or two from my Mom."

I showed him how deep to dig – he eventually gave up on using a shovel and just used his hands – how to carefully pull the plant from the plastic, and how to stick it back in the ground and cover up the edges. I myself was a little rusty, but remembered enough of the basics to figure out how to not kill them.

We managed to get a good system down for about five plants, but then the sunlight must have gotten to Edward's head. I watched amused as he carefully picked a petal off of the ground, and placed it delicately on the tip of my nose. He sat back on his heels, admiring his work. That is, until I blew it off with a loud huff.

"Bella, you looked so pretty!" He leaned in and kissed the tip of my nose. I just laughed, and we turned back to our work.

At least, we tried. Edward had laughed at me when I got a clump of mud on my glove, so I wiped it off on the tip of his nose. And, I guess, things just went downhill from there.

A few breathless minutes later, we sat back from our mud fight, gasping for breath. We were both covered in mud, head to foot. Edward had an especially dirty nose, which I had aimed for. I, on the other hand, had been viciously covered on the top of my head. I tried to brush it off, only to have Edward stop me.

"No, Bella, I like it!" I looked at him exasperated.

"How in the world could you like the look of me covered in mud?"

He leaned in close again, causing my heartbeat to pick up it's beat.

"In this situation, most girls wouldn't dare even begin a 'mud fight'. They'd be too worried about their appearance to let themselves have fun!"

I smiled, easily picturing Jessica or Lauren refusing to even kneel to help plant a garden, let alone throw dirt at their boyfriend.

"But you, love, you're so natural. You don't try to be fake, but accept yourself for who you are. And that is just one of the many reasons why I love you so very much."

I smiled at his adorable cheesiness. Sure, most girls would scoff at this open display of affection that wasn't all manly and serious. But I loved it, and loved him for saying it.

Edward leaned in, and I let him softly kiss me. Just before he deepened it, after which I would lose all thought, I quickly pulled away, took a plant in both hands, and smashed it down (root-side first) on his head.

He must have seen it coming, for the amused expression on his face was hilarious. And, of course, the bright purple flower that was now popping out of his head only added to the hilarity of his expression.

I collapsed, laughing heartily. Edward just smiled at me for a moment, and then once again attacked me with light kisses and streaks of mud.

1 year later (still BPOV)

Edward and I had been married for almost a year now. The Volturi were gone, Nessie was growing happily, and life as a vampire with Edward was full of bliss.

I was absently shifting through some papers in Edward's old room – not looking for anything specific, just curious – when I came across a receipt. It was from Newton's Outfitters, but that wasn't what caught my eye. The contents of the receipt included two pairs of gardening gloves, small shovels, a watering can, a few dozen small flowers…

Edward entered the room, to find me staring at him grumpily. It was just a few seconds – an eternity in vampire time – for him to connect what was on the receipt, the time those items were purchased, and why I was suddenly so mad. He dashed out the door, me right on his heels.

"Edward Anthony Mason Cullen! You are SO going to get it!"

**Fin**

AN: So, did any if you actually read my Disclaimer? Because if you took the time to, you'd have gotten a little hint as to the end of this chapter… ;D I love being sneaky!

Any and all ideas are needed and loved! And appreciated!

Luvs *~*Ballet Obsessed*~*