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    A Cullentastic Christmas

    Title: A Cullentastic Christmas

    Chapter 12: Silent Night

    Rating: T

    Summary: Stories of Cullen Christmases based on the songs on a Christmas Mix CD that Bella brings home.

    Type: AU OOC; Pairing: Bella/Edward, Other Canon Pairings. After Breaking Dawn. All Vamps.

    Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters. They all belong to the wonderful Stephenie Meyer. I just grabbed them and drove them crazy for my own entertainment. I do not own any of the songs mentioned. They belong to their respective owners.

    A/N: This may be a sad chapter, but it's okay. Again, I am changing facts of Twilightdom to fit. If you stick with me, it'll get happy again. The chapter after this is funny. Please look at the poll for this story on my fanfiction profile, as well. Read on. I also noticed I seem to have a thing with posting at 1 a.m. Lol. I had this done in the wee hours of Friday morning, but I was having connection issues, as well as already getting started on chapter 13, so you guys can have your happy chapter. I also started working on IWYF and am halfway through my contest entry. Be prepared! :D

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    BPOV

    We walked through the front door. I walked over to the kitchen to check on Renesmee's egg.

    It looked warm enough and was wobbling infinitesimally. I smiled at the idea that it would soon hatch. Renesmee would be so happy.

    The plate next to the incubator, which had held the cookies for Santa, was now reduced to holding a pile of crumbs. Luckily, Jacob had finished off the cookies for us, since we didn't want to throw them away. It helped that Jacob wasn't one to say no to food.

    I looked around the room, observing my family flitting around with last minute preparations. Esme was cleaning up the last few dishes I had missed from Jacob's midnight snacks. I brought the cookie plate over to her.

    She looked up at me and her face held a tight smile. As if something was on her mind. She shook her head at me when I tried to hand her the plate.

    “Renesmee will need the 'evidence' from Santa's visit.” she said, her voice having a melancholy feel.

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