I regained myself and blew out a deep unnecessary breath, "No, but I thought I saw Emmett with a pink frilly thing earlier but then again it might belong to him." I chuckled. Edward, who just got over the shock, joined in and Carlisle finally gave up. Rosalie just huffed folding her arms and sticking her tongue out. Finally we were getting along.
"Actually where is he? And the others?" She asked looking round.
"Emmett's around somewhere, Renesme's at Jacob's and Esme, Jasper and Alice are hunting." Edward told her. We heard the other's approaching. They were running. In a flash Edward was whispering something in Carlisle's ear. Carlisle vanished and returned with a silver camera. What was going on? Edward had a small smile on his lips. I was about to ask why but, with a load crash, Alice ran into the room.
"Save yourselves! Emmett's…" But she didn't finish. At that moment everyone's eyes were wide as we stared at Emmett. He was prancing round the room wearing a pink leotard, the tutu and pink tights.
"Everyone," Emmett boomed, "I'm no longer to be called Emmett. I'm…" He curtsied, "PRINCESS BUTTERFLY!" we all burst into hysteric's as he continued to ballet and prance. All of us but Rosalie. She was so angry that, if possible, she could burst through he marble skin. She stomped out the room. Emmett, still joyfully entertaining us, waltzed after her, giving Edward a high five on the way past. Carlisle stopped him and took a few photos before stepping out his way. He looked at Esme and winked before they ran to the study. Alice's face went blank and we knew that she was seeing something.
"What is it, honey?" Jasper asked, staring at her blank eyes. She shook her head before answering.
"Emmett's introuble now and he'll be so embarrassed tomorrow." She squealed. Edward obviously read it out her mind and he too was muffling a giggle. Alice took Jasper's hand and they walked out the room into the garden, leaving Edward and me alone. I snuggled closer into his side.
"You know?" He whispered low in my ear, "I'll bet you'll look great in nothing but a tutu." He said brushing his lips on my cheek. It tickled. I sighed a jagged breath.
"I'll wear one along with the thong," I said pointing to my pocket, "If…"
"If?" He urged.
"You'll wear it first." I replied rubbing my leg up his. I let it rest on his and put my hand on the side of his face so he could face me. He kissed the tip of my pale, marble nose before he placed his perfect lips to mine.
"Bella," He said pulling in a slow breath against my parted lips, "You've got yourself a strange and weird deal." He pulled me into his arms and off the sofa in one quick smooth move. Edward put his lips back to mine and started running towards the cottage.
The next chapter will be what happens to Bella's little plan. Please comment and review. Don't mind criticism. :p