16. Port Angeles

EPOV

We had been in the restaurant for about ten minutes now, and Bella’s salad had just arrived. We stopped in here so I could make sure that she was fed before we spent the rest of the day shopping. I didn’t want her to get hungry while we were out.

From everything that Bella had told me on the drive over here, it sounded like we had quite a few things to pick up, seeing as how Marie and Isabella liked different things due to their age difference. It was fascinating to me and I couldn’t wait to get started. I loved the idea of buying things for my Bella…and Marie. And Isabella. I relished in the fact that I was their protector and provider and I can’t help but do the job with a smile.


“Ucky…” I heard Bella…or Isabella whisper, bringing me out of my reverie.


We were seated in a secluded corner of the restaurant, in our usual table. We like to call it ‘our spot’ because every time I bring Bella here, we sit in the same booth.

“What’s wrong, love?” I asked.

She had been fine a minute ago, perfectly happy with the small house salad placed in front of her.

Isabella pinched a slice of tomato that was in her salad with the very tips of her fingers and slowly picked it up out of the bowl, setting it off to the side on a napkin. She scrunched up her nose as she scowled at the offending piece of vegetable.


When she looked back up at me, she informed me that it was ‘ucky’. I nodded at her and she continued to remove the remaining four slices of tomatoes from her salad. When she was through, she picked her fork up and ate a few more bites of her salad before setting her fork back down on the table. Then she grabbed a napkin and started folding it in different angles, I guess to keep her hands busy while we waited for her manicotti to arrive.


“Do they got peanut butter and jelly?” she asked, now ripping the flimsy napkin into thin strips of paper.

I made a mental note to grab some peanut butter and jelly while we were at the grocery store before I answered her. “No, but they have manicotti and it’s already been ordered. It should be here any minute, baby,” I informed her.

She furrowed her brow, looking up at me from her napkin ripping process and asked, “What’s a manotty?”

I smirked at her. “Manicotti,” I corrected before continuing, “is a type of pasta. It’s got cheese stuffed inside of pasta shells and they put tomato and alfredo sauce on it.”


“What’s alfredo sauce?”


“A type of sauce that they put on some pastas.” When she still looked confused, I said, “Don’t worry baby, it’s really good,” I assured her.


She nodded and went back to playing with her napkin strips. A minute later, the food arrived and the waiter set the plate down in front of Isabella. I saw her jump a bit, startled by the plate being practically shoved in her face, but she settled down a second later, and the waiter left after I informed him that he wasn’t needed right now.


She stared at it for a second before asking me which sauce was the alfredo sauce and I pointed to the white one. She retrieved her fork again and began eating it after letting it cool off for a minute. She got through one pasta shell of manicotti before she paid any attention to the glass of Coke that was on the table for her.

She grabbed it, eyeing the straw with some intensity and started to suck the drink down. After five long pulls of Coke through the straw, she stopped and pulled the straw out of her drink, bringing it to her mouth. When she looked back up at me, I saw a smirk creep up onto her face.

She brought the straw in between her teeth and started subtly chewing on it before saying, “Edward, I’m fucking full...can we go get my wicked box now?” then proceeded to chew on the straw again, while kicking her legs out a bit.


I wasn’t so much surprised that Marie was out now, but I was filled with wonder at how I was able to differentiate between my three girls. The second that smirk played on her lips, I knew Isabella wasn’t around anymore. And it was also interesting that no physical signs took place when Isabella and Marie switched. When Bella came back around, there was always some blinking, at least. But, my other girls have been playing the switcheroo on me all morning now and I haven’t noticed any physical signs that the switch was actually taking place. I would have to let Carlisle know these details, he would find it very useful, if not interesting, as well.


“Actually we have to go to the health food store first, before we do anything else, Marie. You guys need some vitamins and protein shakes,” I informed her.


She nodded, “And then…?”


I smirked. “And then, we’ll go to a few other places for you and Isabella, but I need you to take at least two more bites of your pasta before we can go. You hardly ate anything, love.”

She started to protest, “But-”

“But nothing," I interrupted. "I know that you want to leave because you’re excited, not because you are actually full,” I said knowingly.

She scowled at me, but grabbed her fork and quickly cut a piece off and stuffed it in her mouth before she begun chewing really fast.

“Slow down…you’re going to give yourself a tummy ache, sweetheart.”

She swallowed before proclaiming, “I really am full…” then stuck the straw back into her cup and drank the rest of her coke.


I nodded. “Alright then, let’s go,” I said, grabbing the check and standing from the booth.

She stood as well, then followed me to the register so I could pay the bill. Marie grabbed my hand as we walked out the restaurant doors and started skipping over to the car, pulling me with her, clearly excited about the day of shopping that we had ahead of us.

She smiled at me as I started up the SUV and pulled out of the parking space. After she clicked on the radio, she began looking around before asking, “Fuck…Edward, where’s my bag?”

“We left it at home,” I told her.

She gasped, “But what about my fuckawesome minty gum?!” she asked, clearly about to have a fit.

She can be so dramatic sometimes…


“Calm down, love” I placated her. “Check the glove box, there should be a pack in there for you.”


Her hand immediately latched onto the glove box handle and pulled it open, and she sighed in relief when she saw her precious pack of gum laying there. I remembered that Alice had gone out the night before and picked up a few packs, putting one in the glove compartment of each car for situations like this.

How she got a coven of vampires to cater to her needs, I’ll never know.


After she popped a stick of spearmint into her mouth, she began singing along with the radio while I drove over to the health food store here in Port Angeles. When we arrived and I parked, Marie told me that she wanted to stay in the car while I grabbed the two items that we had come here for. So I left the car running so that she could sing to her music, and got out of the car, hurrying into the store and purchasing the bottle of Centrum Complete multi-vitamins for young women and a small tub of protein shake mix.

MPOV

When Edward went inside the health freak store, I decided to step out of the car and stretch my legs. As soon as I closed the door behind me, I leaned up against the passenger side door of this fucking huge SUV that Edward has us riding around in. From what I understand, it belongs to Jasper…but whatever, I don’t really care about that. I’m just fucking excited to go shopping and get a new box for my stuff. And this time, no one’s going to take it from me. Edward already promised, and I intend to fucking hold him to that.

I was about to turn around and grab the sunglasses out of the car so I could put them on, when someone came up beside me. I looked to see who the motherfucker invading my space was, and instantly realized that I didn’t recognize this asshole.


What the hell does he want?


“Hey, beautiful,” the fugly person said to me, inching his face closer to mine.

Ew.


“Do I fucking know you?” I asked him bluntly.

I don’t like strangers and I was getting ready to let this motherfucker know my preference on that matter.


“Do you want to get to know me?” he smirked.


I squinted my eyes at him, appearing to take a closer look at his face. I noticed how his eyes were practically glued to my badass fashionable black shirt that Alice practically had an orgasm over, where my supple tits were located. He just wouldn't quit staring at my chest and it was pissing me the fuck off.


What a pervy loser…


I quickly scanned the area for Edward, and when I realized that he was still in that damn store, I decided to handle this matter on my own. It would give me something to do while I wait. I looked this stranger up and down and decided to play with him a little bit.

“Do you wanna get to know me?” I purred seductively in response to his earlier question that was so cliche, it made me want to vomit all over his skeezy dollar store shoes.

Why are you talking to a nigger? I heard Isabella ask me.


You better not use that word around Edward, kid…he’d probably spank your ass I warned her.


Why?


I don’t know, but it pissed him off earlier, remember?


Has he done that to you? she asked curiously.


Yeah, once.


Why?


I don’t know… I answered her, not wanting to explain what happened with those bitches in gym class. Jesus Christ, kid - you ask a lot of questions. Shut up, I’m busy.


Where’s my Edward?


Store. Now shut up.


“You wanna get out of here? We can go get some drinks or something,” the hobo with bad breath suggested.


I chuckled darkly, still eyeing him up and down and knowing that when we ‘got out of here’, we wouldn’t be going for any drinks.

I want to play…


“Sure,” I said, making sure to swing my hips a little as I began to walk off.


We hadn’t made it ten feet, before he pushed me up against the brick wall on the side of the store that Edward was in, taking entirely too fucking long for my liking. Then the goddamn perv stuck his greasy face in my neck and groaned before he intrusively pushed his hips into mine.


I smiled.

Game on, motherfucker.

EPOV

I was in the checkout line, waiting my turn in the surprisingly long line in the store, when I decided to look out the window and check to see what Marie was up to. She was probably getting bored, sitting out there all by herself for this long. But when I turned my head to look out the window, she wasn’t sitting in the SUV.


Where the fuck is she?


My thoughts turned to anger as I imagined her walking off by herself. Or, oh my God, Isabella walking off by herself!


I immediately scanned the minds of people around the area, especially just outside of this building to see if anyone had seen her. I quickly identified her whereabouts when I came across a particularly disgusting mind located in an alleyway just to the side of this building. And he was…fucking grinding on my woman, pinning her against the wall.

Suddenly enraged, but keeping in mind that I was in a room full of humans, I dropped the items in my hands and ran out the sliding glass doors of the building at human speed, keeping my mind focused on my Bella through that man’s mind.


When I turned the corner, ready to rip him apart for even thinking about putting his hands on my mate, I saw that the situation was already being handled…by Marie.

I stood still, in the shadows, completely fucking mesmerized by the goddess before me. She was graceful and strong in her actions and I was suddenly so proud of her.


I noticed that she had already broken his left arm when she had turned the tables quickly, pinning the large man against the brick wall, but not before slamming his head into it. Hard. Once she had a very tight grip around his neck, cutting off his air supply completely and keeping him pinned, she kneed him forcefully in the groin and he bowed forward instinctively, trying to protect that sensitive area from any further damage.


She loosened her grip on his neck a little, letting him get some air, before leaning in and asking in an incredibly seductive voice, “You gonna scream? Huh?” she purred in ear. She backed her face away to look into his face again. “Go on…scream for me,” she practically demanded.

When he didn’t comply, anger flashed in her eyes and she slammed his head against the brick wall again.


He screamed then.


She smirked devilishly. “Oh God, “ she moaned, looking at his anguished face. She leaned in once more to talked seductively in his ear. “ I fucking love it when they scream,” she informed him.


He whimpered then, and yelled out a strangled, “Help,” but it wasn’t very loud due to her firm hold around his neck.


Anger flashed across her features again as she punched him directly in his nose, “You shut the fuck up!” she spat angrily in his face. He groaned in pain as she spoke in a low voice, “I didn’t ask you to scream, did I? You’re my bitch, you do as I say,” she growled. She tsk‘d, then a shook her head slowly, eyeing him up and down for a second. “Look at you, you pathetic, skeezy piece of shit,” she said condescendingly. “You really thought that you were gonna take advantage of the goods, huh?” she asked him skeptically. “Well, look at how that turned out for you, my pet. You want my sweet, warm little cunt, don’t you?” she taunted, but before he could answer, she slammed his head against the wall. Again.


Jesus Christ, she’s going to kill him with a brain injury.


She let his body slide down to the ground before delivering four powerful kicks to his ribs and gut. When she was done, she asked breathlessly, “Who’s the motherfucking victim, now? Huh?”

He didn’t answer because he was unconscious now.

After delivering one more kick to his groin, she spat on his face and hissed out, “Goddamn rapist.”


She backed away from his body and straightened out her shirt, before turning to walk in my direction. When she saw me, her mood did a complete 180 as she smiled brightly and ran into my arms.

I caught her and picked her up, holding her to me tightly, thanking God that she really was alright. I stuck my nose in her hair and inhaled deeply, kissed her neck and then trailed my kisses from her ear, along her jaw until I was finally kissing her sweet, soft and warm lips. When I finally released her for some air, she was breathless and beamed up at me.

“Can we go get my box now?” she asked excitedly.


I sat her back down on her feet and placed my lips to her forehead, kissing her precious flesh once more. “I am so fucking proud of you, beautiful,” I murmured against her skin.

She giggled and wrapped her arms around my waist, hugging me tightly with a big smile lighting up her entire face. I wrapped my arm around her waist and turned us in the direction of the store again.

“I was getting ready to check out when I noticed what was happening over here in the alleyway, so I had to drop what I was doing and rush out here. I was so worried and angry…but when I got out here, you had already taken care of it. You did soooo good, baby,” I doted on her as we walked into the health food store. “I’m so proud of you,” I repeated before dropping another kiss to the top of her head.


She beamed up at me and couldn’t seem to wipe the grin off of her face. I knew she was always looking for my approval because she liked to please me, so my words were making her incredibly happy.

I kept her firmly tucked into my side while I grabbed the items I had dropped earlier and got back in line to check out. Luckily, the line had dissolved in the past ten minutes, so it wasn’t that long of a wait.


When we were back in the car, I told her that our next stop was the grocery store and that she should be looking for a box at all of the places we go, especially the toy and electronics stores. If she hadn’t found anything between our other four stops, then we would go to the mall before it closed so that she could look at the shops there for something she liked.

Marie had the radio back on and was singing along to Kid Rock’s ‘All Summer Long’, showing her slight taste for country music and I smirked as she tried to add in a little southern accent of her own. She was so cute.

I was pulling into the parking lot of the grocery store when I started to realize that we might be out past dinner time, so I tried to think of a place to take her to dinner if we were still out. If she didn’t want a drive thru place, then I’d let her choose between Rib Crib and a Chinese place. I smiled at my plan, knowing that my Bella liked those restaurants.

Going into the grocery store with Marie following, she grabbed a cart and rolled it by me. When she saw the sliding doors fixing to close, she got a mischievous look in her eye before she ran with the cart, charging towards the slowly closing doors, and then hopped on the back of it, gliding through the doors just as they were about to close, barely making it through. Once on the other side, she stopped and hopped down, turning around to smile at me as I walked through the sliding glass doors.


“You’re silly,” I chuckled at her.


“You love it,” she declared with a smirk.


“Yes, I do,” I agreed as I grabbed the handle of the cart.

And just like last time, Marie stepped up to the side of the cart, lifted her leg over the edge and climbed in, sitting with her back to the front of the cart so that she was facing backwards, looking at me.


I smiled down at her and she smiled back. “What are we getting?” she asked.


“First is drinks…juice boxes and water bottles,” I answered.


“For the kid?”


“Huh?” I asked, momentarily distracted by trying to remember what we were supposed to get since clearly, Bella was not present at the moment to remind me.


She blinked. “Isabella,” she clarified.


“Yes, for Isabella,” I confirmed.


She nodded and hummed along with the overhead speaker system as I walked over to the drink aisle. I put two cases of water bottles in the cart in front of Marie, then grabbed a couple packages of Hi-C juice boxes. When we approached the candy aisle, I grabbed three bulk packages of Orbit spearmint gum, each package having ten individual packages in them.


“My fuckawesome minty gum?” Marie asked, while grabbing them out of my hands.

“Mmm-hmmm, yeah…your ‘fuckawesome minty gum’,” I confirmed, using her phrasing for it for the first time.


"Thanks!” she exclaimed and started juggling the three packages in her hands.

I smiled softly at her, “You’re welcome, sweetie.”


“The baby needs some fuckin lollipops, so don’t forget those, kay Edward?” she said, eyeing the lollipops in the candy aisle we were standing in.

I nodded and selected a bag of blowpops, a bag of dum-dums, and a bag of tootsie-pops. While I was at it, I also grabbed a couple packages of strawberry crème-savers, and fruit lifesavers.


Marie was humming to a song as she proceeded to pile the candy in her lap with a big smile on her face. She started playing with the bags, flipping them around and then organizing them in separate piles in the cart as I wheeled her across the store to get a box of 100 ct freezer pop-ice. Once I added that to the cart, I grabbed a box of every flavor of teddy grahams that they had, before going to the condiment aisle, intent on some peanut butter and jelly.

I noticed that Marie’s humming stopped while I was standing in the aisle for five minutes, wracking my brain on whether or not to get her creamy or crunchy peanut butter, before I finally decided on creamy. Glad that I had overcome that little crisis, I turned around to grab a jar of jelly. But…there were just so many damn flavors.


Damn it!


I stood there staring at hundreds of jars of jelly, frustrated and unable to make a decision, when I heard a soft giggle.

I turned to look at…Isabella and smiled at her expression.

She looked so happy, surrounded by all that candy and she showed it by her shy smile and sparkle of amusement in her beautiful chocolate eyes.


“What are you laughin at, baby?” I asked her softly.


She giggled again and my ears delighted in the soft sounds coming from her mouth.

“You…” she answered in her adorable child-like voice.


“Me?” I asked, smirking at her.


“Yah-huh, b'cuz you're gettin mad at the jellies…” she said, pointing to the jars of jelly that I had begun to hate, and giggled again.


I chuckled. “Well, there’s just so many of them, I don’t know which one to choose. You wanna help me out, angel? Which one do you think wants to come home with us?” I asked her lightly.


She nodded and turned to look at the wall full of jelly jars. “The smuckers strawberry wants to come with us,” she answered, softly.

I raised my eyebrows at her. “You think so?” I asked her playfully, grabbing a jar of her preferred jelly and inwardly rejoicing that I didn’t have to stand here and make the damn decision myself.


She nodded enthusiastically and smiled.


I held it out to her. “You wanna hold it so it doesn’t break? It’s a very important responsibility,” I told her in mock seriousness. “Do you think you can do it?” I asked, knowing that if I gave her something to do and kept her mind distracted with her ‘jelly jar responsibility’ that it would prevent her from growing bored quickly.


Her eyes grew a little wide and she sucked her bottom lip into her mouth, clearly contemplating her decision before she finally nodded and gently took the jar from my hands, holding it to her with great care.


I smirked at her before saying, “Thanks, cutie pie.”


She blushed and smiled up at me.

Fucking adorable.


Remembering that Bella was almost out of macaroni and cheese boxes, I went to grab five more of them, then a couple cans of tuna after Isabella had shyly asked for them. I asked her how many she wanted and she said ‘three, please’ so that’s how many I grabbed.

I was pretty sure that I had gotten everything, so I started making my way over to the checkout counter. As we were waiting in line, I noticed that Isabella was eyeing the candy pretty intently. I didn't really want to add anymore candy to what we were already getting her, but at the same time, the bags of suckers were for later at home. She might want something for now since I noticed that she was sucking on those lips again.


Before I could ask if she would like something, she whispered, "Ringpop?" pointing in the direction of the little box holding several ring pops.

I nodded and grabbed one for her, noticing that it was grape flavor, and handed it to her.


"This one?" I asked, not sure if she liked grape-flavored things.

"What flavor is it?" she asked, holding it up and looking at it intently.

"Grape..."

She furrowed her brow. "Um...kay, what color is it?" she asked, still unsure.

"Purple," I answered.

She smiled and nodded. "Yeah, purple is very yummy," she informed me.


"Okay baby, you can have the purple one then, just wait to open it until we get out to the car," I told her.


While we were standing in line, waiting our turn to check out, Isabella was intently staring at something behind me with a look of slight confusion on her face. I turned to get a look at what had her so confused, and when I did, I saw two men standing about twenty feet away, holding hands and looking adoringly at eachother.

I shrugged, not thinking anything of it, and turned back around to scoot the cart forward in the line a little bit. Isabella didn't stop staring though, and I heard her gasp when the two men quickly pecked eachother on the lips for a kiss.


"How come those two faggots kissed like that...on the lips?" she asked before she turned her questioning gaze to me.


Damn it...


I sighed and gave her a stern look. I bent over the cart a little bit, leaning towards her and asked her quietly, "Isabella, do you want a spanking?"

I made sure to keep my voice down so that no one but her would hear me in the chatty checkout line.

She gasped, and her now glistening wide eyes bore into mine as she shook her head 'no'.


"What did I tell you about that word?" I asked, trying my best at keeping my voice quiet and facial expression hard.


I can't do this.


She bit her lip and sniffled before she whispered, "I'm sorry..." her remorse shining through her watery eyes as her shoulders shook a little because she was starting to quietly cry.

I gritted my teeth trying to keep my resolve to be firm with her, but it was useless. I knew that her crying was what was going to break me. Just like I thought from the beginning.


Damn it all to hell.


I just kept my hard stare on her, contemplating letting it go this time because this was getting to be entirely too stressful for me right now, and I hadn't even done anything yet, but threaten her. My resolve to be firm wavered even more when I saw a tear slide down her right cheek.

I sighed, knowing that I would suck at being a parent...can't follow through with anything. I decided right then and there that I would definitely need to work on my willpower when it came to Isabella. Whether I liked it or not, I was going to have to be a part-time parent with her. And how is she supposed to put her trust in me if I can't do what I say I'm going to do? I need to be consistant with her, even when it comes to discipline.


Especially when it comes to discipline.
"Stop crying," I told her firmly.

I wanted her to calm down before she started to really cry, causing an unnecessary scene.

She immediately nodded and started to wipe at her eyes with her small hands. She sniffled and swallowed convulsively, trying to keep the developing sobs down as I kept up my stern stare. I figure that this whole stern-look I had going on right now was punishment enough for her. She was getting pretty upset...so, maybe she would remember this incident and she wouldn't make another slip with those prejuduice terms of hers.


I hoped.

A few seconds later, she had completely composed herself, except for the occasional sniffle, and we were coming up on our turn to put our items on the conveyor belt. I looked away from Isabella's guilty face, and started reaching for everything around her seated form and putting it on the belt.

When everything was on there, sans the water bottle cases, I saw Isabella hesitantly hand me the jar of jelly and her ring pop. I gently took them from her, still not making eye contact, and laid them on the belt as well.


I made polite conversation with the cashier and quickly paid for everything, before loading the shopping bags into the cart to accompany my little Isabella. When we were outside and I was pushing the cart loaded with Isabella and groceries, I risked a peek at her. She was staring up at me with a sad look on her face, her eyes fearful and begging for forgiveness. I decided then, that she had learned her lesson and as soon as I got the groceries loaded into the back of the SUV, I turned to face Isabella, who was still sitting quietly in the cart and staring up at me...sucking nervously on those pretty pink lips.

She sniffled and I reached out for her. "C'mere baby..."

She stood up and reached her arms out for me. I picked her up by her waist, lifting her out of the cart, but instead of setting her down on her feet, I held her to me for a hug and she wrapped her arms around my neck tightly.

"No more bad words," I whispered the reminder in her ear.

"No more...promise," she mumbled into my neck.

I set her down then and kissed her forehead before reaching into my jeans pocket and handing her the purple ringpop.

She smiled up at me before taking it and saying, "Thank you."


"Your welcome, baby," I smiled back and opened the passenger door for her.

She slipped in and buckled her seat belt before I softly clicked the door shut. When I got in the drivers side, she handed the candy back to me with a frustrated look on her face.

"Can't open it..." she grumbled.


I ripped the flimsy packaging and handed her the candy inside of it. She smiled and slipped the ring onto her thumb, before sticking the candy part in her mouth. I turned my IPod on and the music flowed through the speakers into the space in the car as I pulled out of the parking lot, heading for the sporting goods store now.


Isabella was quiet during the drive and when we got to the store and started to shop, she remained quiet. I kept one hand on the cart and held her hand in my other as we walked the aisles of Academy Sports and Outdoors. I picked out a soccer ball, as well as a basketball and a hoop kit to go with it. When we came upon the trampolines, Isabella pointed to the biggest one, amusement lighting up her eyes, but still didn't say anything as she kept that ringpop in her mouth insistently. I slipped the box with the trampoline in it onto the large cart that I was trailing behind us. Just when I thought she was going to stay quiet the entire time we would be in the store, I heard the distinct pop of the sucker candy being removed from her mouth and she spoke.


"Edward, I want a motherfucking sweet ride...rugged looking but kinda girly hott at the same time, ya know?"


I smiled, knowing that Marie had come back to hang out. "That's fine...go pick one," I said, pointing her toward's the women's bikes that we were in front of now.


After test driving a few of them, which upset some sales people, but Marie quickly flipped them off before they could approach her, she picked a purple and black Women's Pacific Evolution 18-Speed bike and a black helmet to go with it.


I put it on the large cart, then we headed back up to the front of the store to check out. After paying for everything and talking to a sales associate, we were informed that they didn't deliver tire swings.


"That's bullshit," Marie declared as we were walking back out to the parking lot.


"I know, but we'll figure something else out for a swing," I said lightly while loading the trampoline box and new bike into the back seat area of the SUV.

Marie hopped into the passenger seat while I finished loading the other few items we had purchased. When I was finished, I got in the car, started it up, and pulled out of the parking space. Marie turned the radio back on and relaxed back into her seat, getting comfortable for the drive over to the toy store. Occasionally, she would stick the ring pop in her mouth, but she never kept it there like Isabella had been doing.

BPOV

I blinked against the flashing lights of a child's toy in front of me and was immediately confused.


Okay yeah, this is getting old...and fucking disorienting.


I immediately looked around and noticed that I was in a toy store and that's when I saw Edward making his way over to me with a package of play-doh in his hand. He smiled and kissed my forehead quickly, before placing the 6pk of play-doh in our small cart.


Ooooh, it's sparkly! Isabella's voice chirped in my head as I glanced down at the items that were already in the cart.


We had soap crayons for the bath, sidewalk chalk, three beading kits, an Ariel water doll for the bath, coloring books, Crayola crayons with sharpener on the box, five different packages of Crayola washable markers, 100ct box of RoseArt colored pencils, a large MagnaDoodle, the sparkly play-doh that Edward had just put in there, and a black tin box with little cupcakes decorated all over it with a Cupcake Cult branded name on the side of it. It looked pretty cool, with the buckle latches on the side of it that I'm sure you use to open and close it with.


It's my wicked new box, Bell! You like it? It's fucking sweet, huh?


Yeah, it's cool.

And it's mine.


Edward grabbed the cart's handle and my hand, and then we were off. When we stopped walking, we were in front of all kinds of baby dolls, barbie dolls and Bratz dolls. I knew that as a child, I hated Barbie dolls, and Bratz dolls weren't even around then, so I focused on the regular baby dolls. I let Isabella guide me to which ones she liked and we ended up in front of some kind of Baby Born dolls.


I want that baby, Bella. Can I have her? Pretty please? Isabella asked me shyly.


Yes.


I reached out for the doll that was probably the size of an actually newborn baby. I got a package of accesories that was supposed to go with it too...a few changes of clothes, play bottles and play diapers. Then I picked out a little baby doll basinette so we could have somewhere to keep the doll with it's accesories when Isabella wasn't playing with it.

"Edward, Isabella says 'thanks'," I told him, speaking for the first time in the last fifteen minutes.


"Okay," he said before wrapping his arm around my waist and giving me a kiss. "I missed you," he whispered in my ear.


I turned to face him and smiled as he dug his hands in my back jeans pockets, gripped my ass, and pulled me flush against his body with a smirk on his face. I grinned at him and pressed my lips to his sweet cold ones. I brought my hand up to his cheek and let it slowly creep into his hair while we kissed and when I brought my tongue out to lightly glide it across his bottom lip, he chuckled and retaliated by squeezing my ass harder, and I moaned into his mouth. When we finally broke apart, I was breathless and smiled up at him.


"We're so naughty," I said playfully. "Making out in the baby doll aisle at the toy store..." I said then shook my head a little, a smile playing on my lips.


He smirked. "Cute."


"I try," I shot back coyly.


He raised his eyebrows at me then, and replied with, "I'll kiss you wherever I damn well please, Bella," then planted another kiss on my lips. When he rested his forehead on mine, he murmured, "You're mine," against my lips and looked into my eyes.


"I am," I breathed out, thoroughly dazzled.

He smiled at my confirmation and when other customers started coming into the aisle, he took my hand and started walking down the aisle again.

"They sell movies here, love. Tons of kid movies, we passed by them when we walked in. So after we pick out a special blanket for Isabella, we can go over there."


"Sounds good," I said while we passed by a bunch of transformers toys. "Where do we need to go after this, Edward?"


"This is our last stop, sweetheart. Marie and Isabella accompanied me to the other stores, and the SUV is practically packed full of all of the things we had talked about. The only problem so far has been the tire swing, but we got everything else," he informed me.


I smiled, relieved that we could go home soon. I started to notice that my feet were hurting. "That's great."

When we approached the infant section of the store, there were tons of soft blankets laid out for our selection. I finally picked a light pink one with the words 'Little Angel' on it. These blankets were in the baby section, but really, they were big enough for anyone to use as a comfy throw.


We entered the section with all the kid movies and video games. I immediately started grabbing the titles that I remembered watching as a kid, as well as some new ones that were pretty good. So...we ended up with quite a few of them. The Little Mermaid, Beauty and the Beast, The Lion King, Peter Pan, Sleeping Beauty, The Sword in the Stone, Monsters Inc, Cars, Emperor's New Groove, Toy Story 1 & 2, Shrek, Wall-E, Alvin and the Chipmunks, The Incredibles, Lady & The Tramp, Robin Hood, Hercules, Hocus Pocus, and finally...Casper. The friendly ghost. Awesome. Freakin. Movies.

When we were satisfied that we had enough toys, we hurried over to the checkout counter, eager to get home and put this stuff away. Edward had called Jasper while I was picking out the movies, and let him know that we would be back soon with his SUV and thanked him, letting him know that everything fit. A few minutes into the conversation, he asked if he and Emmett would help him put together the trampoline and basketball hoop setup in the backyard. I guess they agreed, because Edward hung the phone up with a smile a second later.


After Edward paid for all this stuff, I helped him put the bags back into the cart and we walked back out to the car. When I got it my seat, I looked behind me to the back of the SUV and smiled at all the stuff he had managed to get. And sure enough, there was a big, long box on the floorboard with a picture of a huge trampoline on it and a expensive looking bike laying on it's side on the back seat on top of some grocery bags. I looked back at the picture of the trampoline and could feel myself getting excited at the idea of playing on it. It looked like a lot of fun.


When Edward joined me up front, he quickly started the car and we pulled out of the parking lot. The sun was starting to go down and I blushed when my stomach let out a small growl. Wow, we really had been out all day...it's dinner time already.


"Hungry, baby?" Edward asked knowingly, while fiddling with the buttons on his IPod and picking a song to play.


"Yeah, a little," I admitted.


"What would you like to eat?"


"Just some drive thru, honey. I don't want to go inside anywhere and eat," I said through a yawn. "I'm ready to get home and relax...my feet hurt."


He nodded. "Okay, love," he said and started rubbing soothing circles into my palm. It felt so damn good. "Which drive-thru?" he asked while looking at our surroundings. "There's a McDonalds, Taco Bell and KFC down the road that we take to the highway entrance," he informed me.


"Just some nuggets from McDonalds, please. We can get a chicken nugget happy meal there, and save the toy for Isabella," I suggested.


What about me, Bell? Don't I get a fucking toy?


I scoffed. Shut up. You know you don't want a damn toy.


Yeah, okay...but let's get some cookies from there too. Those are mmm-mmm, so fuckin yummy.


Yeah, okay.


Edward pulled into the drive-thru then, and told my order to the speaker, adding on a package of cookies for Marie.


When we were at the second window, waiting for the food, I reminded Edward to request some honey mustard sauce, because their nuggets and fries aren't good without it. The service window opened and my bag of food was handed to Edward as he asked for my awesome dipping sauce. They handed him two packets of it, then we drove off, headed back home to Forks.


Once we were on the highway, I got the food out and ate it quickly, listening to the music playing through the speakers. When I was done, I balled up the paper trash and set it down on the floorboard by my feet, then turned to face Edward.


"I'm tired," I told him through a yawn.


"Go to sleep, baby. We won't be home for another hour, or so...take a little nap and I'll wake you up when we get there."


I nodded, liking that idea. Edward turned the music down, so that it was just a soft backround noise, and I leaned the seat back before turning on my side to face Edward. He reached a hand out to me, and I took it, bringing it to my lips and softly kissing his cool knuckles.


I closed my eyes and kept his hand in my grip, close to my face so that I could smell him and feel his cold skin up against my cheek. He lightly moved his index finger, so that it softly grazed across my cheek and soon, I was slipping into unconciousness, knowing that after an entire day of shopping, our next stop would be home.