“Hmmm… Alice! Truth or Dare?”

“Truth.”

“Have you ever bought something from a non-designer store?” Alice looked like she was about to break down crying.

“Yes,” she said as her first dry sob escaped.

I laughed in my head. That was hilarious! I couldn’t believe Alice, the ‘Fashionista,’ bought something – anything from a non-designer store.

Jasper worked for a minute to try and calm Alice down. She had gone into serious breakdown mode. While he was busy, I turned to Bella.

“Have you ever shopped at a designer store?”

“It’s not your turn. But yes. Alice made me. Duh, Edward!”

I laughed out loud this time, but a glare from Bella quickly shut me up. It was Alice’s turn.

“Okay, Prudester! Truth or Dare?” I am so going to get him for that.

Alice’s thought was dripping with venom. I was scared. No, I was petrified.

“D-dare,” I stuttered.

“Hmmm… Let’s see. I dare you to… ah-ha! I have it!” Now I was wishing for death. Alice’s dare would be worse than anything. “You must dress like a drag queen, oh sexually repressed one.”

Oh great! I stood, placing Bella back in the chair. Upstairs, I looked down the hallway to decide which room would have the clothes I needed.

Edward! My room. Alice’s ‘voice’ was filled with excitement. I hated to think of what was waiting for me behind the door.

I walked in and found an entire outfit out on the bed. It consisted of: A dirty blonde wig; a filly, blue and white polka dotted dress with a pink bow on it; blue underwear-type-thing; shiny silver leggings; silver satin evening gloves; hot pink, peep toed, pencil heels; a hot pink purse; fairy wings and a halo; bunny ears; a pearl necklace; really expensive perfume; hot pink nail polish; and make-up. Tons and tons of make-up.

After a few moments of staring, Alice bounded in the room behind me. “Hurry up, Edward!” she exclaimed. “I have some make-up to do!”

“Okay, I’ll wear the costume, but I draw the line at Edward-Barbie.”

She pouted, and put on her puppy-dog face, but I looked away. “Fine,” she said, and pranced out the room. At least he is wearing it!

I groaned. This could not go well.

(Five minutes of a naked Edward – with twilight-is-lovee and me in the room watching! – later… – while maybe on mars sits outside the door thinking she’s being ‘appropriate’)