“Okay, Emmett. Truth or Dare?” Jasper’s thoughts were full of revenge for the comment Emmett had made.

“Dare.” Emmett was ready for another challenge.

“Paint your Jeep hot pink.”

Emmett’s face would have paled if he were human. This was clearly going to be interesting.

He stood up and slowly walked toward the door to the garage. Alice, who had a vision of this yesterday, bought some paint and left it by the door.

He picked up the brush and dipped it into the paint while cringing. In one fast stroke, he had a strip of hot pink across his beloved car. That was clearly all he could handle now as he came and sat back down.

Poor Rose. I’ll get Edward. He thought.

Rosalie was currently very busy trying to remove the yellow nail polish.

“Edward. Truth or Dare?”

“Truth,” I said, not wanting to get caught with one of the many things Emmett was planning.

“Chicken! You’re just scared.”

“Fine,” I sighed. “Dare.”

Emmett thought for a moment, trying to decide which of his many ideas would work the best. He decided painting the Volvo was too cliché. Unfortunately, the next best thing was drinking some wine. I cringed mentally at the thought. Wasn’t one taste of the human food enough?

“Chug a full bottle of wine.”

Alice, always prepared, pulled a bottle from my wedding. She placed it in front of me and I stared at it. It was no longer the thought of having to drink the wine, but the fact it was mine that scared me.

I picked it up delicately, wanting to give the bottle as much care as I could. The red liquid held a memory within it.

The top came off easily and I brought the rim to my lips. It tasted disgusting, but the memory was sweet and delicious. As I drank, I sunk into the pictures and conversations that filled the days of Bella’s humanity. She was perfect.

All too soon, the bottle was empty.

“Alice, Truth or Dare?”

She jumped at the sound of my voice and become nervous. It was obvious she had seen this coming.

“Dare,” she stuttered.

I smiled. This was perfect.

“Burn your favorite outfit and everything that goes with it. Jewelry, shoes, etcetera.”

Slowly, she rose and walked to her room. If she were human, she would’ve been crying. Walking back down she was carrying, just as I had instructed, a full outfit consisting of: (A/N: Outfit can be found at: www(dot)polyvore(dot)com/cgi/set?id3362321)

A bright pink, sheer chiffon, solid brooch, halter top,

White pants with a flare,

Slim, white flip-flops with a sparkle along the edges,

A Monsoon, ivory bow hair band,

Versace Sunglasses, model 2022, color 10666V,

Her 1,000, Celine Day, Ivory lambskin shoulder bag with silver hardware, folder over top, tassel on the front, and satin chain print lining,

A pink Angel Jackson Dove Clutch,

Dozens of silver, metal bangles,

Pink, Neville Chandelier earrings,

A bottle of pink nail polish,

And a perfume bottle from Victoria’s Secret.

“Why don’t you take it outside?” Bella said. She didn’t want anything burning in the house, and Esme would have been furious.

Emmett walked outside with the lighter and Alice followed.

“Those are the wrong pair of shoes, Alice!” If she burned those, she would still have the shiny, white, peep-toe, pencil-heel sandals. And those are prettier than mine!

I couldn’t help but smile at the thoughts Rosalie had. She was keeping Alice honest because her shoes were prettier? I shook my head disapprovingly. Rosalie will be Rosalie.

With a scowl on her face, Alice fetched the other pair of shoes.