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Cinderella Undercover

Summary:
Makeup, Picnics, and Secret Spy Princesses? Emmett and Axelle get into quite a bit of mischief! The long awaited Emmett/Axelle one shots! Image Hosted by ImageShack.us Banner by Iris!! :D


Notes:
These will be in all sorts of people's POV's :) I hope you enjoy them! They explain quite a bit, I think!


2. He's Married pt. 1

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It was Friday, the day Jasper always went hunting. Bella didn't need to hunt, but she went along anyway. It was one of the few moments they could have alone with each other. They would always leave Axelle with me. They thought I'd keep her entertained at the house with hours of mindless entertainment...

The day I took Axelle to Disneyland really threw them for a loop.

It started out like any normal Friday. Axelle and I were sitting on the couch, just watching TV. She was still a little bleary-eyed. If you tried to wake her up before ten in the morning, she wouldn't hesitate to throw the nearest toy at you... and I would know, I was the one that always had to wake her up. So having her up and about at six in the morning, like she was now, was nothing short of a miracle.

But when the commercial for Disneyland came on, everything changed. Her eyes got bigger and bigger, and her mouth dropped open. She sat up straighed.

“That's where they live,” she breathed.

“Where who live, Axy?” I asked.

She jumped up onto her feet. “The princesses!” she shrieked. “I have to meet them!”

I frowned. “How are you supposed to get there? Last I checked, you aren't old enough to have a car.”

“Duh!” It was her new favorite word. “You drive!”

Taking Axelle would be super fun. I was positive I could take her on the scary rides, and it would hardly even phase her!

She jumped on me and hugged my arm “Please,” she said, pouting.

I smiled. “Okay, Axy! We have clothes for you upstairs. You wait here, I'll be right back.”

“Okay, okay, okay, okay!” she sang. Her blond curls flew everywhere as she bounced around on the couch.

I sprinted upstairs for just a minute, and came down with her overnight bag. I made sure to check the weather while I was up there, and it looked like it was going to be a cloudy day in Anaheim, thank God. I grabbed the phone off of the coffee table, and dialed Bella's cell phone.

“What's wrong, Emmett? Do I have to call the police, the hospital? Is she okay?” Bella asked quickly. “Is she out of food, water, her mind, what?” Bella was a very good overly-worried mom.

“Yes, yes, she's fine!” I laughed. “But... can we go to Disneyland?” I pleaded.

She sighed. “If she comes back wanting to go to Disneyland every single day, you're the one who gets to deal with it.”

I hung up and swept Axelle into my arms. “Let's go!” I said.

“Woohoo!” she exclaimed. “Can I watch the mermaid movie in the car?”

I frowned... it looked like the three hours it'd take me to get there would be filled with unda da sea!, just liked almost every other day of my life. She was obsessed with that movie more than I was obsessed with Mario Kart.

After two showings of the movie in the car, I finally pulled into the Mickey and Friends parking structure. Axelle looked outside for the first time since leaving Forks, and shrieked at the top of her lungs.

“What?!” I exclaimed. “Are you hurt?”

She looked at me like I was the dumbest person on the face of the planet. “No, we're here. I'm excited.

When we got to the front gates, she couldn't hold still. She was jumping up and down, tugging on my hand, babbling about the princesses... anything she could do to get her excitement out. I stopped her just before she went into the park.

“Axelle, promise you won't poop out at nine at night, okay? We're staying here till midnight.” I knew there was no way she'd make it... but it was fun to challenge her.

“Okay! What first?” She was yelling everything. She took my hand and pulled me through the gates.

I grinned. “There's this ride, and it seems like you're flying through space when you're on it.”

Her mouth fell open. “You better carry me. I don't think I can wait to get there at my speed,” she said, putting her hands on her hips. “Besides, space people float everywhere. I can't walk if I'll be going into space.”

I obliged, and walked as fast as I could without being conspicuous... well, more conspicuous than I already was. Every single girl we walked by visibly swooned at me. I didn't blame them. I was super handsome, after all.

Even Axelle noticed. She took to yelling “he's married,” to anyone who would listen. We were almost into Tomorrowland when Axelle freaked out.

“Put me down, put me down, put me down!” She squirmed and turned, trying to get out of my grasp. As soon as I put her down, she started running down a side path.

When I looked up, I saw what she was running for. Sitting there, just outside the entrance to Tomorrowland, was Ariel. A sign on my right read “Ariel's Grotto”, and I shook my head. The first thing she saw was her absolute hero... I'd be lucky to get her out of there before noon.

She ran right up to Ariel, who was sitting in a giant clam, and plopped onto her lap. Ariel looked very surprised, but didn't look like she minded. There were no other kids around. We were there at a very random time. It was early November, and I knew nobody went to Disneyland in November.

“You're my very favorite!” said Axelle, flinging her arms around Ariel's neck.

“Really? Oh, that's lovely,” said Ariel, smiling sweetly.

“But where's Eric? He's supposed to be here, right? I mean, he's your guy! It's so funny because my Uncle Edward looks like Eric, and one time I called him Eric!” Axelle giggled. She pushed her hair away from her face and started singing “Part of Your World” as loud as she could.

Ariel kept on smiling. I would bet that Axelle was the only one to sing to her.

“Axelle, we have a space flight to catch,” I said, interrupting her song after a minute. I knew she could go on for hours about anything she wanted to, and I knew she wanted to talk about the Little Mermaid for the rest of her life.

“You know, you're right! It was fun seeing you Ariel, but I've got to go into space. Tell Eric I say hello!” She hopped of of Ariel, and slipped her hand into mine. It was a lot easier than I thought to get her away.

Tomorrowland fascinated Axelle. She walked in a daze into the line for Space Mountain. The only time she snapped out of it was when one of the employees on the ride asked how many were in our party.

“He's married,” she murmured before stepping into her seat. She looked around in absolute awe.

When the train rolled forward and started climbing the hill, she threw her hands into the air. “Isn't this what you do?” she said loudly so she could be heard over the booming speakers.

“Yes, Axy,” I yelled.

When the ride actually started, Axelle piercing scream echoed in my head. That meant she was either loving it or hating it, and I wasn't sure until the ride ended. She kept screaming, even after we slowed to pull into the station, and it was then I knew she loved it.

“I'm going to be a spaceman now! Oh man, oh man! Let's get a rocket! Ah, oh man!” she sang.

We went on it three more times before heading over to Indiana Jones.

“Skip with me!” she said, skipping ahead of me.

“I... I don't know, Axelle,” I replied. Skipping through one of America's biggest tourist attractions wasn't high on my to-do list.

“Come on! It'll be so fun!”

I looked around. I knew I'd never see any of these people ever again. I shrugged, and skipped up to her. We frolicked, hand in hand, to Indiana Jones.

The line was practically non-existent, and she ran ahead of me to get to the front. She told me she was going to beat me, and that there was nothing I could do about it.

I got to the front of the line just a minute after she did, but she was already in an argument with one of the ride operators.

“I'm not alone! Besides, I'm tall enough for this ride, so why couldn't I go on it by myself if I wanted to? I'm no hooligan, mister, I know not to jump out!” she said, throwing her hands in the air.

I put my hand on her shoulder. “This girl's no hooligan, mister.”

The guy who showed us to our car got all tongue-tied. He let Axelle sit in the very front, where the steering wheel was. She leaned over me.

“Oh, and mister!” she yelled. The man looked over at her. “He's married!”

When the car jolted forward, Axelle gasped. “I don't know how to drive! We're going to crayayayash!” She let go of the steering wheel and flung her arms all over the place. “Look out! Crazy driver on the loose!”

You looked into the eyes of the idol!” said the voice over the speakers.

Axelle looked at me, eyes wide. “I didn't know that wasn't allowed! Oh no! OH NO!”

“Oh no!” I yelled.

By the time the ride ended, I knew she liked Indiana Jones even more than she liked Space Mountain. She hopped out of the car, but also waited for the other people to get out.

“I'm sorry for being such a bad driver. You see, I couldn't even reach the pedals,” she said to each and every one of them.

When we finally got out of the ride, she saw a churro cart. She had no idea what a churro was, or what they tasted like, but she knew she had to have one.

“Sir, I would like to have one of those churloes,” she said in her most proper voice.

The man grinned, and didn't bother correcting her. “That'll be three-fifty.”

I handed him the money and then led Axelle to the nearest bench. She held the warm churro in her hand, and examined it like it was much more than a cinnamon-covered treat.

When she took the first bite, it broke in half and most of it fell on the ground. Cinnamon permeated the air, and she sneezed. Only the bite in her mouth survived the accident.

He mouth fell open, half-eaten churro right inside. She looked from me, to the ground, then to me, then back to the ground. She jumped to her feet and gestured to the churro.

“That... was... so yummy!” she said through her mouth full of churro.

I bought another one for Axelle. We'd only been there about an hour and a half, but I knew it was already Axelle's favorite place. I just couldn't wait for her to see the rest of the park. It was going to be a good day.