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    A Cullentastic Christmas

    “Well, during winter, especially before school started or if I was home for the mailman, Jasper would help me build a snowman around me with eye holes. Sometimes I would talk to kids passing by.” he said, looking smug.

    “Some kids would actually start talking to him, others ran screaming.” Jasper said chuckling.

    “I did it a few times here when we first came here, but after I gave one of mailmen a heart attack, I stopped.” he said, looking down sheepishly.

    And the children say he could laugh
    And play just the same as you and me.
    Thumpetty thump thump,
    Thumpety thump thump,
    Look at Frosty go.

    I was sure my jaw hit the floor. Edward gave me that look of “believe it, it's true.” I felt bad for the poor man.

    “Did you kill the guy?” I asked him horrified.

    “Oh God no. With our speedy driving, we got him to Carlisle just fine. He was out by the end of the week. But since that day, I was banned from it.” Emmett said.

    I kind of had to laugh at things. Who knew that one of the Cullens would hide in a snow covered hideout disguised as Frosty. How many poor children had he corrupted into believing Frosty was evil?

    Frosty the snowman knew
    The sun was hot that day,
    So he said, "Let's run and
    We'll have some fun
    Now before I melt away.”

    “Wait. How did you give him a heart attack just by talking?” I asked, seriously confused.

    “Oh. I didn't just talk. I liked to jump out at the mailmen and people I didn't like. My Sophomore year here, I made Mike Newton literally pee his pants before school. Poor kid had to borrow pants from the lost and found. They were too short so he walked around with highwaters the rest of the day.” Emmett said, looking proud of himself.

    “Well, at least Mike Newton deserved it.” Edward said, looking smug from the memory.

    “He picked up a lovely nickname of Golden Showers, too. He had braces back in freshman year so he was a prime target for bullying.” Jasper added, looking off into the distance as if watching the memory on a screen behind me.

    I tried to imagine Mike with braces. It only caused me to start laughing and get funny looks from my family who was unaware of my thoughts. Edward looked frustrated as usual at my being the exception to his power.

    “Just imagined Mike with braces.” I said, trying to appease him.

    He gave me his crooked smile and turned back to the movie, content that I had at least tell him what was on is mind.

    “Oh yeah and after the whole pant peeing incident, the juniors and seniors would 'accidentally' spill their drinks on his laps, asking if he needed to use the big boy toilets.” Emmett said, looking a bit guilty.

    “Oh wait! That was that Mike kid? We heard about that all the way on the reservation!” Jacob said, laughing loudly.

    Wow. News really did travel in this tiny town. I decided if story time was over that we should watch our movie.

    “Guys. Frosty is on. Let Renesmee enjoy it.” I said, quieting everyone down.

    “Are you sure it's not just you that wants to watch it?” Edward whispered to me.

    I smiled at him and shushed him so that we could watch it as a family. He put his arm around my shoulder and I leaned my head on him. Renesmee sat between us. Our happy little family, watching Christmas movies.

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    A/N: Ahh! So close to the end! If you don't know what highwaters are, it's when your pants are just a bit too short and don't cover your ankles without being capri pants, which are meant to only reach your mid-calf. Lol. Poor Mike. Lmao. Anyway, hope you enjoyed the chapter. The next one might be a bit sad, but the last chapter will make up for it. It looks like the poll is leaning towards a lemon in the final chapter. If you just don't want to vote on the poll, but don't want a lemon, tell me in your review. If you do want a lemon, then tell me that, too lol. Thanks for reading. Now all that's left is to review :D

    -DL

    P.s. Another secret. I'm already halfway through writing chapter 20, then there's only one more left! :D

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