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A Cullentastic Christmas
Seeing as how the birdhouse Edward had picked out only required fitting and hot gluing, it didn't take them long.
The glue had set and the birdhouse was put together in about twenty minutes when it would've taken me about an hour, as a human.
Jacob would hand Renesmee the various paints she requested and Edward would hand her the paintbrushes she was to use after he showed her how to use them.
A commercial for Guitar Hero came on and Emmett gasped. I hadn't even realized he had come downstairs. It was the one where those people do that dance from Risky Business. Even Edward froze while he was watching it. A sly grin spread across his face.
I looked on curiously.
“Ooh goody! Cullen men, report to Edward's room immediately!” Emmett boomed and dashed up the stairs.
“Alright! Love the way you're thinking, Em!” Edward yelled, as he took off after him.
Jasper and Carlisle slowly followed suit, clearly confused. Jasper had a grin though, obviously from the boys' giddy moods.
“Hey, do—Jacob! Help Renesmee finish painting the birdhouse. Alice just had a vision that the egg would be hatching pretty soon.” Edward suddenly yelled downstairs.
Jacob just shook his head and continued helping Renesmee with the birdhouse. I took a seat next them, watching the movie, wondering what the boys could possibly be up to.
Alice walked into the room snickering. She was now wearing a bright red turtleneck dress, with hideously forest green tights on, topped off with black ankle boots. She was wearing Christmas tree earrings and was wearing fake antlers on her head. Obviously, she had been too distracted by her visions to notice what she was putting on.
“You guys'll love this. Anyway, like my outfit?” she asked, spinning to show it off.
“Uh, sure. What's with the red and green all over?” I asked, not sure if I should say anything against the outfit.
“Christmas colors are red and green, silly! You should know this by now!” she squealed excitedly before she sat on the couch beside me.
“You look like Christmas threw up on you.” Rosalie said from behind us.
Obviously, she had finished getting ready. She was wearing a red pea coat, a white sweater dress with a black belt and tall, black suede boots. Even as a vampire, she still made me take a hit to my self-esteem.


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