Title: A Cullentastic Christmas

Chapter 15: Silver Bells

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: Yay! You guys are still there! Lol. And you guys liked it! Double yay! Haha. Next up is some funny Bella history! Enjoy!

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BPOV

“The egg!” Renesmee squealed out, as all of us ran into the kitchen.

We all ran over to the kitchen and checked on the now cracked egg in the incubator. You could see a tiny beak poking out through the shell. You could hear random chirps as it tried to peck it's way out of its once comfortable home.

When it had gotten out of half of the shell, we lifted up the incubator and Renesmee took the baby bird into her hands. It chirped at her, obviously begging for food.

Edward cleared away the shattered shell and grabbed the nest that we had pulled out of the Christmas tree earlier. Renesmee placed the tiny bird in the nest.

“What do you want to name it?” I asked her, as she stared at the bird, fascinated.

“I don't know. What would you name it, mommy?” she asked me, looking puzzled.

“Hmm. Why not Chirp? It could be for a boy or girl and it's a bird-like name?” I said, pulling ideas out of thin air.

“I like it!” Emmett said, excitedly.

“Me too.” Renesmee said, her face practically glowing.

Edward had made sure that the top of the birdhouse was removable, so he placed the nest inside and set it on the kitchen counter. Jasper suddenly appeared beside him, holding something squirming in his hand.

“Eww! Couldn't you just get bird seed?” Alice squealed, when Jasper proceeded to place the squirming worm in his mouth and chew.

“Oh. My. God. Tell me he did not just eat a worm.” I said, thoroughly grossed out.