A/N - Author's notes can be tedious and boring, we all know that's the truth. So, after editing to fix spelling errors I decided to leave them out.
I still need a disclaimer though. So here goes:
I do not own Twilight. That's Stephenie Meyer's baby. She doesn't hold the trademark on the names Edward and Bella though, now does she?
"Hey, Bella?" A very young Edward questioned.
"Hmm?" Came her lazy reply.
"Why's the sky blue?" He whispered with all the innocence of a child.
"Oh, that's easy. 'Cause it's Baby Jesus's favorite color," Bella stated matter-of-factly.
"That makes no sense, Bella. The sky was blue before Jesus was borned," Edward snorted at her ridiculous answer.
"Yeah, but his Daddy is God, Edward. Don'tcha think God would know what his baby's favorite color would be before he was borned?" She huffed before leveling him with a stare that dared him to defy her logic.
The precocious four-year-old boy wouldn't be deterred however; Bella's reasoning just didn't make sense and he was bound and determined to prove that.
"Bella?" He queried with a smirk.
"What, Edward?" The equally young and feisty Bella snapped.
"Why is the grass green?" Edward couldn't help but snicker at the angry huff he heard beside him.
"Because grass is like a vegetable, Edward. To animals. And everyone knows vegetables are green," but she didn't seem as confident with that answer.
"What about carrots? Carrots are orange." Edward supplied, oh so, helpfully.
"Um…because…bunny's like the color orange?" Bella asked rather than told.
"Hey, Bella?" Edward whispered.
"Yeah?" She replied distractedly. Bella was still contemplating her answer about the carrots.
"You're my best friend," he stated softly while a rosy blush painted his cheeks.
Bella couldn't fight her smile, and as she turned to her side on the grass to face Edward, she whispered her reply.
"I know. You're my best friend too."
I can not and will never be able to express how amazed I am that so many people have read, reviewed and ultimately enjoyed this little story of mine.
Real quick like, I'm going to try and answer the most common questions I get regarding these two.
1. This idea came to me out of the blue one day, while I was sitting in a McDonald's drive-thru, waiting to get my five-year-old a happy meal. Edward's question of 'Hey Bella, why is the sky blue?' and Bella's response, just popped into my head and wouldn't leave me alone. With a push from a dear friend (Thank you, M3.) I decided to see where I could take these two adorable characters.
2. Bella's answers are my own. The answer about why leaves change in the fall? That was my reasoning for my five-year-old. I'm a sap, I know.
3. This entire story is pure fluff. There are some sad subjects discussed, but they are handled with love and gentleness. There is no angst. So many reader's have expressed trepidation after the second chapter. I can't tell you how awesome it is that everyone seems to love these two as much as I do, and they don't want to see them hurting. I wouldn't and couldn't do that to them.
4. If I can think of more 'important' questions, then I'll add to this when they come. As it is, this story is complete. It's a very short, very sweet read.
I sincerely hope that you'll enjoy it. I'd love to know what you think, even it's only a quick message at the end telling me that it was horrible and waste of your time. Please insert a big cheesy smile and wink here.
To those of you that have rec'd this little ditty of mine, I can't express how much it means to me. If you have been sent here by someone else, please leave me a little note and let me know who to thank. I'm endlessly grateful for all the support and love you've all shown to me.
I wish I could hug the shit out of each and every one of you.
*Chapter twelve is where this story earns it's rating. I tried to write it as tastefully as possible. These two deserved a first time that was magical and sweet, but if you're not old enough to buy a pack of smokes or vote, please just skip over that chapter. I seriously feel so awkward about supplying porn to minors. I still love you, my underage readers, if I have underage readers, I'd just feel infinitely better if you let me imagine that you didn't read it.*
Okay. Massively long author's note is done. Please remember that I did this story without a beta, any mistakes you might spot...well, those are entirely my own.
Thank you for reading.
All my love, xo.