Ok so I know that a lot didn't happen in the last chapter and I'm kind of stumped as of what to do now, I mean I know what's going to happen in a few chapters from now but at the moment I'm kind of at a loss. So I just decided to do some family bonding via Bella's birthday presents.

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Somebody asked me to post what these meant so…

LMAO means Laugh My Arse Off.
ROFL means Rolling on the Floor Laughing.

IMFAO means either Laughing My F****** Arse Off of In My F****** Arrogant Opinion. Sorry can't post curse words this is only k rated after all.

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For this chapter Bella is still seven but every point of view is set a few days or weeks after the last one.

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Edward's Happy Time by twilight-chick3 (that's me :)

Yes, yes it is what you think it is. One-shot. Canon pairings. Bella's human, Edward's a vampire. Please review. Constructive criticism greatly appreciated. Smut!

Random point of interest: Edward's hot!

Disclaimer: I did own Twilight but Stephanie Meyer and her legion of gummy bears stole it away from me. (That's a lie, please don't sue me).

Emmett POV (Bella's still seven, two weeks after her birthday).

"Houston we have a problem", I muttered into the walkie-talkie quietly. I heard Bella's little giggle at the other end of the line.

"Yes Shrek?", she responded sniggering at the codename she had forced me to take.

I ignored Bella and spoke into the mouthpiece again "You there twinkle toes?", I asked breathing heavily for effect.

"Yep", Alice chirped happily.

I was standing in the kitchen, peeking out from behind the doorframe, Bella was doing the same from under me and Alice was peeking out from the other side of the door.

I spotted our targets easily, lounging on the couch were Jasper and Rosalie, while Edward sat at a careful distance, he had promised not to rat us out if we didn't get him.

"Ready for the ambush?", I asked, my voice strong with leadership.

"Ready", both girls repeated, giggling all the while like only girls could.

Guns pointed at the ready we rushed forward, Alice completely trigger happy as she tackled Jasper, straddling his waist and spraying his face full of purple dye, cackling madly.

Bella turned to Edward, war paint smeared across her cheeks and her eyes flashing dangerously.

"Don't you even think about it Bella", Edward said his hands raised in front of him "We had a dea…", he said just as Bella sprayed him, purple dye dripping from his hair.

He stood there mouth open, hands spread, frozen in shock until he ran at Bella, bundled her up in his arms and tickled her madly. Bella's breathing was coming in gasps as she rolled around the floor, her little body heaving with the effort of her laughter until Edward collapsed beside her, laughing hoarsely.

Having made sure my troops missions had been completed I turned to my own target, the lovely Rosalie.

Her eyes were wide with comprehension as I tilted my gun slowly, aiming carefully for her forehead as Rosalie's arms rose to shield her face. Unfortunately not soon enough as I pulled the trigger, spraying her effectively with purple gunk.

My own mind drifted off, imagining Rose's body turn green with rage as she ripped apart her shirt and roared her voice thick with anger.

Before me Rosalie ran towards me, her eyes flashing dangerously and her face contorting with fury, as I turned, dropping my gun and ran as fast as I could, all the while screaming,

"The British are coming, the British are coming".

Bella POV (two weeks later)

I was sitting at the little vanity table Alice had insisted on getting me, it was surrounded with all the pretty wild flowers that Esme had helped me to pick yesterday.

There was a little wooden jewellery box that held the necklace Edward had given me for my birthday and there was a hairbrush that Rosie used to brush my hair lying there. I liked it when Rosie brushed my hair, it felt nice and ticklish, and she was always so gentle. We would stare at each other through the mirror, holding in our giggles as my hair rose and rose, looking all flyaway and frizzy until Alice would attack me and fix it again.

Lying in the centre of the vanity table was the mirror Rosie had given me. It was round with silver edges and a silver handle. It was heavy too. There were lots of little pictures engraved around the edges, spirals, loops, delicate looking flowers and little angels that Rosie had called cherubs. There were sparkling jewels encrusted in the silver, that glinted in even the smallest amount of light. It was beautiful, just like Rosie.

I imagined a pretty princess, like from the books I read with Jazzy. Sitting at my vanity table in a tall, tall tower awaiting her handsome prince that would sweep her off her feet and dance with her all night at a fancy ball but then she'd lose her glass slipper and they'd go fight dragons together to get it back. She would look just like Rosie.

I couldn't really remember how the story went but it was something along those lines.

I picked up the mirror and stared at it for a long time, wishing it would talk to me like in that movie Alice was always watching.

I was really bored since Rosie had grounded me and Emmett for pulling pranks on Daddy. She was guarding Emmett to make sure he didn't sneak into me. She said that he was a bad influence and something about him corrupting innocent, impressionable young minds.

Rosie had told me that the little mirror had been hers when she was my age and that it had come from her mommy.

Esme had told me a little while ago that when I'm all grown up she'll give me a ring that was passed down through her family. She said it was very special because her mommy had given it to her.

I didn't have anything from my mommy. I knew that she was very pretty and nice and she smiled a lot and that she had a really pretty voice, because she used to sing while she was hanging clothes on the line.

I knew that her name was Renee and she used to call me her little angel.

I wished that I had something of my mommy's, like Esme and Rosie did.

I felt warm moisture spill down my cheeks as I thought of the way my mommy would kiss my cheeks when I was upset or the way she would balance the laundry basket on her hips as she walked to the clothes line, whistling all the while. I thought of the way her eyes would light up when my daddy would bring her flowers, always wild flowers because my mommy said they were her favourite. She said they were beautiful in their own special way.

"Sweetie?", I heard Jazzy's voice call softly from the doorway "You're feeling upset", he murmured, stepping inside and sweeping me into his arms when he saw my tears.

"I was thinking of my mommy", I whispered, scared Eme and Rosie would hear and get sad.

He looked at me curiously and I tipped my head back to look at him "my first mommy, Renee".

He nodded gently, his face thoughtful.

"What's wrong exactly?", he asked a knot forming on his brow.

"I miss her", I murmured "and I have nothing to remind me of her, like Rosie and Esme do".

He smiled gently, pulling me closer to him "How do you remember your mother?", he asked, a knowing look crossed his face, like how Alice always looked.

"I think of her face, her smile, the way she sang, lots of things", I replied.

"There you go then", he smiled triumphantly, I stared at him with my eyebrows raised. Jazzy could be so weird sometimes.

"Bella", his voice was strong with wisdom "you don't need thing to remember you're mother by", he said slowly "remember your mother by who she was and the way she was", he murmured thoughtfully "not for the thing she had".

"But what if I forget?", I asked softly, my tears spilling over as Jazzy wiped them away.

"You won't" he replied, curling his hand around my cheek "because no matter what, she'll always be your mother, just like Rosalie and Esme will always be your mothers too".

Jasper POV (four weeks later)

"No! No, daddy please?", Bella wailed as Alice giggled beside me, rubbing circles in the back of my hand with her thumb "Daddy please don't let go, I'm going to fall".

"You're not going to fall Bella", Carlisle replied from where he was gripping Bella's shiny new bicycle from behind her, the training wheels removed by none other then Emmett.

"She is so going to fall", Alice sniggered from beside me, glittering softly in the gentle afternoon light.

"She's going to be ok, right?", Rose asked quickly from her spot on the porch steps, her voice laced with concern.

"Don't worry Rose every kid falls their first time on a bike without training wheels, it's totally natural", Emmett replied with a lazy grin, his outward expression matching his emotions.

Rosalie settled back against Emmett, his huge arm wrapping around shoulders, relaxing her as much as a mother can be relaxed while watching their child ride a bike for the first time, knowing full well that they were going to fall.

Carlisle ran with Bella a bit, never letting go once, though that was generally thought to be the point, he was too hesitant to. He didn't want her to fall or to have to do it alone.

"Do you think he's going to let go any time soon?", Edward asked from where he was leaning against the doorframe.

We chuckled softly as Carlisle pushed Bella along, gaining in speed while Esme hovered at the sidelines, terrified for her baby.

Finally Carlisle let go as Bella screamed in protest. She flew along, her hair flapping behind her; a blur of chocolate brown, her cheeks flushed crimson red and her eyes hectic with both excitement and terror.

Bella rode along rapidly, squealing in delight as she felt the speed run through her.

"That's my girl", Emmett yelled as he watched Bella ride her shiny red bike along the path leading to the house.

Alice's grin widened slightly and she giggled quietly as she muttered "It's time", her voice suspiciously excited.

"Alice that's not a good thing", Edward hissed as Alice pulled out her camera and snapped pictures of Bella hurriedly "Of course it is", she retorted "it's a pivotal moment in her life".

As we watched Bella hit as bump in the trail, she flew over the handle bars and hit the ground with a thump, luckily landing on the plush grass.

Edward jumped to his feet from behind me but Alice held him back and advised Rose to leave her be.

Carlisle rushed to Bella's side, clearing her hair from her crumpled form and picking her up setting her beside him. Bella's face was smeared with dirt and her hair was sprinkled with debris, she looked every bit the child and she was smiling a wide grin, dimples imprinted on her cheeks as Carlisle examined her carefully for any signs of harm.

"Oh god Bella, are you ok?", Carlisle murmured checking her knees for any scrapes.

Bella shook her head happily "Daddy can we do that again", she asked her voice thick with enthusiasm "But Daddy?", Bella said her face falling slightly.

"Yes Bella?", Carlisle asked, relief strong in his voice.

"Just this time I don't want to fall down".

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Just get back up when it knocks you down by msshawnacullen

Bella, Edward, Alice, Emmett, Rosalie and Jasper have been best friends their whole lives. Now in high school, they have tons of drama. Rumours, relationships, work, etc! How will they handle all of it? Eventually Normal Pairings. AH. Different POVS.

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Finally an update, I'm so glad finally got this done, I hope you guys like it and I finally got a little Carlisle/Bella bonding done. Sorry it's so short too.

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