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Bella P.O.V.
Previously…..
The scoreboard beeped.
The score was currently three to one with only two acts left, Edward and the wolf troupe. Maybe we can end this in a tie. I just hoped it wouldn't get any weirder. That hope was in vain.
Aro walked out from back stage, his smile still as creepy as ever. He clapped his hands together giddily.
"The act that's up next is a personal favorite of mine. The magicians, Edwardini and Marcus!" he giggled. The crowd clapped politely.
Edward went still beside me. I glanced over in alarm.
"E-Edward?" I whispered, swiping a hand in front of his eyes. No response.
"Yoo-hoo, Edward!" I screamed in his ear. Still nothing. I crossed my arms across my chest and glared a him for a moment. He slowly started to unthaw, his blank face morphing into a goofy grin.
"That's our cue!" he screeched happily, throwing me over his shoulder and sprinting to center stage. He set me down carefully.
I glanced at Marcus, who was already onstage before us due to Edward's brief foray into dreamland. He was sickly pale like Aro, and was wearing a drab gray robe and no facial expression whatsoever. His eyes were as vacant as a motel in the middle of the Sahara desert. I gulped. It was almost like he was already dead.
Edward didn't seem to notice, he was waving gleefully at the crowd, throwing handfuls of licorice at them. When did he get that? I shook it off, slapping on my most winning smile and sashaying around stage.
Marcus just stood there, apparently trying to impersonate a clothing store mannequin. All that was missing was some flashy shades.
Edward whipped out his top hat, setting it gently on the ground. I stopped blowing air kisses to the crowd and touched my hand lightly to his, the magic flowing through our touch like a leaky faucet. I furrowed my eyebrows, realizing Edward hadn't told me what he was planning on pulling out of the hat today. I just hope he doesn't take it too far like last time, I don't want to be scrubbing margarita mix out of my hair for the next month again. He tapped it.
"Spicy Mustard!" he screamed, reaching deep into the depths of the hat.
He pulled out a chinchilla. The crowd went wild, whooping and stomping their feet.
"Huh, I guess chinchillas are popular in Forks." I whispered to Edward. He nodded.
"I read their minds and found out!" he whispered back excitedly.
"Uh...Edward…since when can you read minds?" I asked worriedly.
"Oh, did I say I read their minds? I meant I read their horoscopes!" he giggled.
"Oh!" I giggled along with him, bowing to the crowd.
We turned to Marcus, awaiting his act. I squeezed Edward's hand reassuringly. With no visible emotion Marcus took out a shiny new top hat from his back pocket, dropping it on the ground. He sighed forlornly, tapping the hat.
"Cornucopia." he mumbled in a bored voice. He reached into the hat and pulled out a baby rabbit. The crowd gasped.
"Booooooo!" started pouring from the people.
"How dare you bring that appalling animal into our town! Are you trying to kill us?" one woman screeched hysterically.
"Think about the children!" another screamed.
"WHAT KIND OF NASTY FREAK SHOW ARE RUNNING HERE, BUDDY?" a man yelled.
Marcus just stared at them blankly. I furrowed my eyebrows.
"What's wrong with bunnies?" I whispered to Edward. He shrugged.
"You would know if you read their horoscopes." he whispered back.
"Fair enough." I nodded. The score board beeped and another point was added onto our side.
"Woohoo!" I laughed playfully as Edward twirled me backstage. I smiled.
"Now it's all up to the wolf troupe, and I know they can do it!" I shouted merrily. My optimism drained as I saw Jacob running toward us, his face morose.
"Jake, what's wrong?" I murmured.
"The whole troupe except for me has a terrible stomach bug. They're all backstage puking! Even Esme's home remedies won't help." he muttered dejectedly.
"Oh Jake, that's terrible." I sighed. I was about to go find Aro and tell him, when suddenly Jake's face lit up, the hope flooding back onto his face.
"Wait! I've got it!" he shouted, sprinting toward the tent door.
"Jacob, what?" I screamed.
"No time to explain Bells, you'll se in a minute!"
I huffed. Edward patted me on the back.
"It's okay Bella, the dog didn't mean to leave you hanging like that."
I gasped.
"Edward! don't call Jacob names!" I scolded.
"It's not meant to be mean! I call him 'the dog' and he calls me 'the idiot' isn't that fun? We're great friends." he nodded happily.
"Uh, Edward…"
"What?"
"Never mind." I mumbled. Jake came running back out dressed all in tight black leather and carrying two helmets.
"Jake, you're not thinking what I thing you're thinking…are you?"
He nodded. I didn't think he was serious when he started talking about it a few weeks ago.
"Motorcycle ring time!" he whooped, chucking me the extra helmet. I gulped. On the side of the helmet were the printed words 'Hell's Bells' in red fiery letters. I chuckled weakly at the joke.
"I don't know about this Jake…." I mumbled, looking up.
He was gone. I blinked, making sure the vision before me was real. It was. Jake was coming at me full force, the motorcycle revving dangerously. His long ebony hair was flowing freely behind him from under the helmet and the russet skin of his face was the only not covered by the skin tight black leather. Even his motorcycle and helmet was black. I swallowed thickly. It was like a bad action movie, corny but so cool at the same time.
I registered Edward kissing my cheek lightly.
"Good luck, love." he whispered in my ear.
Jacob swooped past, grasping the back of my purple robe and hauling me up. He tossed me casually onto the seat behind him and I gripped his muscled waist for dear life.
"Is this within the circus rules?" I asked desperately, searching for any chance of getting out of this.
"Yup. As long as we have a circus act, we can participate. The Volturi troupe already performed. They sucked. So as long as we do this half way decent, we tie in the games!" he giggled. I nodded.
"Alrighty. Lets do this."
"There's your bike!" he shouted, flinging me from his motorcycle and onto a shiny red one. I fiddled with the clutch for a moment before zooming onto the stage. I said a silent thank you that we had time to practice a few times already. Except not in the cage….
"Uh-oh." I whimpered to myself. The giant metal cage was already set up. Jake was right outside it, his bike idling smoothly.
"Come on Bella!" he whistled encouragingly. I felt numb. And I smelled meatloaf. That probably wasn't important though. I inched into the cage and Jacob followed. I winced as it slammed shut.
We were now in a giant sphere. So this is what goldfish feel like. Hmm.
I closed my eyes and revved the engine, releasing the clutch. About a minute later I opened my eyes to find that I survived. I wiped the sweat from my forehead.
"That was great Bells! We rock!" he held out a hand for a high five. I slapped his hand lightly, driving out of the ring and holding my hands up in victory as the crowd cheered. My clumsiness bounced back full force and the bike toppled over on top of me.
"Woohoo!" was my muffled scream from under the hunk of metal. Edward ran out and helped me up, hastily wiping the dirt from my robe.
Aro and Carlisle (who had suddenly reappeared looking like he'd been tap danced on by a heard of wildebeest) came flouncing out.
"Tie game!" Carlisle cheered. Aro looked petulant, but perked up when Carlisle patted him on the back.
"Oh Car Car, I knew you'd finally realize we were meant for each other!" he squeaked, embracing Carlisle and pecking his cheek affectionately. Esme came running out, screaming like a wild woman.
"Get your hands off my husband!" she shrieked, tearing him off and kissing Carlisle passionately.
Aro looked downcast, but then he shrugged it off and started disco dancing to the funky music pouring from invisible speakers. I sighed dreamily, happy these silly games were over and I could dance in Edward's arms. Everything seemed almost normal for a moment.
That was until Alice dropped from the beams onto Jasper's back, staring at us with fear in her wide eyes.
"The waffles will arrive soon! Beware!" she shrieked, her normally wise, all-knowing eyes crazed.
"Okay dear, I think it's time for a nap." Jasper said tenderly, cradling her in his long arms.
"I'll take you to your hammock." he murmured lovingly, her frantic mumbling being cut off as he kissed her gently.
I turned to Edward. He shrugged, taking me in his arms. And we danced into the night.
A/N: Hello! So, I just want to state that I don't have anything against bunny rabbits, I think they're adorable! I love bunnies! And I also love reviews! *hint hint*