Disclaimer: I do not own the characters from the Twilight Saga, written by Stephenie Meyer. And I do not own any Disney Character mentioned in this fanfic.

Authors Note: I hope you all enjoy this. I was cleaning out a box and found this written from last year. Figured I might as well get it out to you all. I hope you enjoy. Feel free to comment:)

Bella:

I felt idiotically dumb laying there on the sofa with Edward, watching the Little Mermaid. I had come across the movie in search of a blank video tape so Charlie would record a game while he was out fishing—and curiously, I stuck the movie into the VCR.

"We're upgrading your entertainment system," Edward said, shaking his head; obviously disappointed we didn't have a DVD player. He laid back on our sofa, and patted the spot next to him. I ended up laying on half of him; snuggling down into his coldness. I didn't mind it too much.

"Have you ever seen this movie?" I asked curiously. He shrugged and sighed. "Can't say I have." He was quiet as the movie opened with the music scores—he was quiet as Ariel transformed into a human, and as Prince Eric saved Ariel from the evil Sea Witch. I couldn't believe Charlie still had this movie.

As the ending credits rolled, I sighed and looked up at him.

"See… she sacrificed her family, her 'mermaidness' for him."

I hoped he saw what I was trying to get at. I was willing to do the same thing Ariel had done for her Prince—For Edward.

Things ended happily for Ariel and Eric, and I could only suppose they would end just as happily for the both of us.

"You forget the real story, Bella. The way it was written." Edward murmured, glancing down at me. Of coarse Mr. Traditionalist had to burst my bubble.

"The mermaid gives up her life to save his. She doesn't win him in the end. She dies. He marries another girl…" I thought about that for a moment.

It reminded me of the "third wife" story I had heard with Jacob.

"Bubble burster." I whispered, sighing and shaking my head. "It's the thought that counts." He nodded with a smile. "I couldn't agree more."

He kissed my neck softly and whispered, "Good try."