Day five dawned bright and clear with golden sunlight pouring through the windows and the music of birds resounding like bells through the halls of the Cullen household.

Bella snored on, oblivious to the imaginary ticking clock hanging above her head. Suddenly she woke with a start, cold sweat pouring down her face. She had just had a horrible nightmare about a helpless (more so than usual) Edward surrounded by a ruthless band of vampire bunnies. She shivered. Then she remembered the events of the past few days and was about to scream at the top of her lungs when someone beat her to it. She jumped, or rather, tried to jump to her feet but got tangled in the sheets of the guest bedroom she was staying in and fell flat on her face. By the time she had freed herself, Edward had appeared at the door, his face ashen.

"It's Rosalie," he whispered melodramatically.

Bella climbed to her feet and went to see what all the fuss was about. Rosalie was sitting in a chair with her back to the door. Ignoring Alice who looked more bored than anything else, she pushed past everyone and went to get a closer look. The sight she came upon was…horrific to say the least. All the glitter had been washed off her face making her look like a human. Bella jumped back in horror.

Rosalie hid her face, (haha, you thought she was dead, didn't you) in her hands in disgust at her own non sparkly faerie looking appearance.

"I don't think all the unnecessary praises of Edward's "beauty" will ever make readers forget this, Alice muttered, smirking.

Carlisle strode in and promptly recoiled at the atrocious sight that met his eyes. "That's it, Rosalie, you've been voted off."

Rosalie ran out of the room while Carlisle wiped some disinfectant on his hands, grimacing.

Esme stuck her head in curiously. "What happened to Rosalie?"

Carlisle turned to her, "She's not one of us anymore."

Esme put a hand to her mouth, "The glitter…?"

"Yes, I'm afraid so."

Esme's eye twitched. "Do you have any idea how much her plastic surgery cost? And it's nothing without the glitter."

"Yes, I do know, seeing as I'm the one who performed the surgeries," he grumbled.

Alice rolled her eyes and pulled out a golden pocket watch. "Oh no, I'm late!" she sprinted out of the room.

Bella curled up on the floor holding her knees and looking petrified.

"Ah, don't worry my dear, I'm sure they won't come for you until the very end when everyone else has been dealt with," Carlisle comforted.

Bella made an odd squeaking sound of fear.

Alice reappeared and Gibbs slapped him.

"Don't tell her that," she hissed. "She's not supposed to realize that until later."

"What am I going to do?" Bella whined.

Edward started suddenly. "I have an idea!"

"Oh, that's a relief," Bella's face looked less pale. "What is it, darling?"

"Huh? Oh, I meant an idea for lunch. No, you're pretty much doomed."

Bella stared at him.

He simply smiled pleasantly.

Emmett appeared in the middle of this drama and held up a sign to an invisible audience.