The Little Unexpected Things

Happy Birthday, Momma!

Edward's P.O.V

"Alice, all I ask for you to keep her busy. Seriously, stalling is the one thing you can do, the one thing I'm asking you and you can't do it!" I'm about to rip my hair out and call it a day. Just throw a candle on a cupcake and wish her a happy birthday. However, she's the mother of my child and she deserves far more than just a cupcake with a candle. She deserves to be fucking celebrated, even when she hates it.

This morning she said all she wanted was to stay in and watch TV with Ella and I, and as much as I'm all up for our family time, this woman has given me the most amazing gift. Of course I'm throwing a party for her... If I knew how to throw a fucking party.

That's why I asked my sister to take Bella out for the day, take her to the spa, buy her some clothes, get her all dolled up for tonight as I got everything settled at home. Usually, Bella whines all the way through but does it, except this time, for some fucking reason, Alice is deciding to be an ass about.

"You do know I'm expecting, right?"

"The fuck does that have to do?" I stop right in the kitchen, looking at all the shit I got to do. "That doesn't stop your shopaholic ass from going to the mall every weekend."

"Well, I got morning sickness and Bella is being a whiny ass and Ella... Well, honestly, Ella is just lying there. Seriously, does ever do anything?"

I groan, pinching the bridge of my nose. "Alice, please. Look, I've never planned a surprise party but here I am, all I'm asking for you to keep her busy until everything is ready."

Alice sighs. "Fine, only because it's for Bella. She's trying on some dresses. What are you doing?"

"Figuring out how to cook meatloaf," I say, pressing the phone between my shoulder and ear. This fucking cookbook is useless. I slam it on the table and take my phone in my hand. "Fuck it, I'm getting twenty pizzas and some sodas."

"Will there be alcohol?"

"Mary Alice Brandon, you are pregnant!"

Alice groans. "I know that, dumbass. I just miss it. I thought this whole pregnancy thing was supposed to be fun, what fun is it if I can't drink? Even Bella stood by the bar in my wedding when she couldn't drink."

I roll my eyes. "Whatever, but no. I'm hanging up on you, I got a shit ton of things to do and I have no fucking idea where to start. Keep her busy and keep quiet."

"Fine then," Alice muttered. "Control freak."

I hang up and toss the phone on the counter that's covered with party balloons, streamers, hats, confetti, plastic cups and plates and utensils, popcorn, chips, Oreos and M&Ms and a whole bunch of other shit. I toss my head back and groan... Alright, I got this!

I spend the next hour or so hanging up Happy Birthday signs, filling out bowls with snacks and arranging the table. It isn't until noon hits that a knock comes from the door.

"Who the hell is here?" I mutter to myself, wiping my hands on my jeans and walking over to the door. When I open it, Jasper and Emmett come strolling in with pizzas and sodas, singing Heigh Ho like the seven dwarfs from Snow White. "What the hell are you guys doing here?"

Rosalie walks in right behind them with bags filled with more party decorations. "Alice called, said you sucked at party planning and needed help. So, we're here to save your ass." She drops the bags on the tables and turns to us. "Alright, people will start arriving in four hours, which means decorations have be up in the following hour. I'll arrange the food while you guys get coolers and set up the snack section. I also called a friend of mine that works at a local bakery and she's bringing the cake at six, got it?"