-Renesmee-

"Alice! I said NO! NO sparkles, and NO glitter!" I yelled at Alice as she appeared with a cartload of tiny baby outfits. Covered in the very items I'd just forbidden.

"Oh, come on, Renesmee, you're ruining my fun," Alice pouted at me. I sighed. Alice was the definition of an unstoppable force. With a pout that made you feel like the guy who killed Bambi's mom. Yeah, that guilt-enforcing.

"FINE. But I approve the outfits, okay?" I gave in.
"Yay!"

This is what happens when a pixie and a vampire interbreed. Alice. Directly translated, it means:

HEAVEN HELP THE NON-SHOPAHOLICS, THEY WON'T BE THAT FOR MUCH LONGER, WHETHER THEY LIKE IT OR NOT. SAVE YOURSELVES!!!

-Jacob-

I helped Renesmee out of Alice's porsche, which, it's worthy to note, contained enough inventory piled higher than the low ceiling could allow.

Then, interestingly enough, Blondie started screaming at Edward. Then, the ice-cold Barbie was running after him. They leaped over the river, she was screeching at him the whole time.

The reason, well, let's say Blondie wasn't all that blonde any more. Purple hair. Wow. The dude sure had guts. Didn't he already do that to her?

Ah, well. It never stops being funny, I guess.

They were closely pursued by the pixie, who was clearly on the ex-blonde's side, 'cause she started yelling that he was WAY outta line.

It's never really boring around here.