So this is my first fanfic. R&R, please! I tried to make it funny... Mission impossible.


Me and Edward walked home from school hand in hand (my truck was in inspection and Emmett scratshed Edward's Volvo (you should have seen his face) and a lamp broke. So, it was in repair. And I didn't want a piggybag ride).

Out off the blue, we saw a baby in front of us, watching me and Edward with big, blue eyes. It giggled. It was kind of cute.

"What's that?" Edward asked, with pure amazement. I glared at him.

"A baby. What's it doing out here?" I leaned to tickle it. By the blue clothes, I was nearly sure that it was a boy. The boy giggled some more.

"Hello, little fellow," I murmured to him, "do you know where your mummy is?"

Edward sighed behind me.

"It's a baby, Bella, it can't talk. His parents will find it. Let's leave it right here where we found it and go."

Suddenly, the baby wasn't laughing anymore. It looked at Edward, with a most serious look what a baby can make. Then it started crying with the most terrible noise. Like it could understand what we were saying.

Edward's hands were clapped over his ears. Then he glanced at my pleading face. "We can't leave it here," I told him with normal voice. He could hear it over the baby's whining.

He thought it for a moment. "All right, all right, just make it stop! That Thing irritates my nerves."

I smiled and took the baby off the ground. It stopped crying. The baby giggled loudly. Edward sighed with relief.

"Look at him! He's so cute!" I babbled.

Edward sighed with frustration. "Very."

I was afraid that I drop the baby. Even thinking of it gave me shivers.

"Edward, can you please hold it? I'm so clumsy and everything…" I offered him the baby. He took it, hesitantly. The baby stared him with his big baby eyes. Then it started to giggle again and clap his hands together. Edward's eyes widened.

"You know, I don't like this at all," Edward mumbled to me. Was there a hint of horror in his soft voice?

"Yes you will, or I'll call him Edward Junior," I snapped at him.

Edward gulped.

Ha! Victory!


Finally, we were inside the house. I went straight ahead to the kitchen to find something to eat. The baby must be starving.

"Umm, where I can put this Thing down?" I heard Edward's puzzled voice from the living room. I glanced quickly at him. Edward held the baby in the air, in front of him. Giggling continued. Edward was so lost.

"Put Giggler down on the couch," I told him, "and watch that he won't fall."

"Giggler? Can't you do better than that? Giggler? How about The Thing?" He said 'The Thing' with really spooky voice. He put Giggler down.

I frowned at him. "Well, how about that Edward Junior?"

He gulped again. "Giggler is a good name."

"Thank you."

I searched all the corners of the kitchen but…no food for babies. Nothing.

I peeked from the corner of the kitchen at Edward, who was playing with the little fellow. Giggler took Edward's finger and put it in his little mouth.

"No, no, you can't put it in there," he laughed. Then he noticed me. He smiled like he was caught up on something. "Do you need some help?"

I grinned an evil grin at him. "Yes."


Okay, this was quite short chapter, sorry!