I darted around the Cullen's mansion, shadowing Esme as we hurriedly cleaned up before our guests came. "Bella," moaned Edward, "The house is spotless." I shook my head. Charlie, Sue, Renee, Phil, and the werewolves were coming. This house had to be as clean as inhumanly possible. I could smell the turkey that Rosalie was cooking in the kitchen. Emmett had come up with an idea for us to eat without leaving the table. Renee, Phil, and Charlie already knew about the Cullen's and my vampirism. All the vampires at the table would be dining on blood soup and Carlisle's finest bloody wine. I was excited, because I didn't think I'd ever be able to spend a human Thanksgiving with Edward. Finally, Esme stopped. With my mind on other matters, I had nearly run into her, but Edward caught me. He smiled and leaned around my head to kiss me. Suddenly, the doorbell rang.
"They're here!" I shrieked, my voice drowned out by the anniversary clock. I saw Alice swing open the door with a wide grin.
"Hi, Charlie! Hi Sue!" she sang as they entered. "Hi, Renee and Phil! Hi Leah, Seth, Embry, Sam-" Quil cut her off.
"You don't have to greet us all," he laughed. Alice hugged him and kissed Claire on the forehead.
"I'm just so happy you're all here!" she announced. I jumped forward to hug Charlie.
"Happy Thanksgiving, Dad," said cheerily. He wrapped his arms around me.
"I'm never going to get used to the cold," he mused. I laughed and hugged my mom.
"Glad you could make it," I murmured gratefully.
"We wouldn't miss it for the world," said Phil confusedly. He hadn't actually seen us vampires in person before, and I knew we startled him. I had originally resolved to keep my distance from him, but then he scooped me into a one-armed hug. "I missed you, Bella," he said. I smiled. I hadn't actually expected to suddenly feel so close to my step-dad, but I couldn't help it. He was family, after all.
"Dinner's ready!" called Rosalie. We all filed into the dining room. Carlisle sat at one end of the enlarged table, and Renesmee sat at the other. She was eating "normal" food, because she insisted on eating exactly what Jacob ate. I sat near the end, next to Renesmee. Edward was sitting next to me. Five large turkeys sat in the middle of the table, surrounded by mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce, peas, corn, stuffing, and four glistening pumpkin pies.
"Shall we say grace?" asked Carlisle, and, before anyone could answer, he began. "Lord, we thank you for letting our family gather safely. Thank you for this wonderful meal before us. Thank you for everything that we have, and for helping all of us bond as a family. Amen."
"Amen!" boomed Emmett, which was followed by a chorus of rather intimidated Amens. Then, we all started to eat. I tried to be surreptitious and casual about the fact that I was drinking grizzly bear blood (Emmett had insisted), but Jacob laughed at my attempt. Edward tried the turkey while I watched him in amazement.
"You get used to it," he noted, taking another bite. Curious, I tried it too. It was awful! I tried soaking it in the blood that was in my bowl, but stopped when I saw Jacob's face, a mixture of laughter and revulsion. I let the turkey flop back into my bowl and scowled at him, and he laughed. I couldn't help but crack a smile.
Having the family together was amazing. Charlie, with his arm around Sue, was talking to Phil and clearly enjoying himself. Renee was chatting animatedly with Emily. Renesmee, with a mouth full of mashed potatoes, was having a staring contest with Jacob, who also had mashed potatoes in his mouth. Part of the game seemed to be not laughing and spilling all of the potatoes. Leah and Rosalie were laughing. I heard Alice tell Claire that she had to go shopping on Black Friday with her, and I groaned.
"What is it, love?" whispered Edward anxiously.
"Nothing, it's just that…I'm going shopping tomorrow, aren't I?"
"I don't have to be Alice to see that in your future," he said after a long moment, "But she is part of the equation." I laughed and kissed him.
"This is…I'm going to have to make up a new word to describe this dinner…it's magnificulous," I stated. Edward laughed and kissed me.
"Happy Thanksgiving," he murmured.
"Happy Thanksgiving," I answered.