((I'm a vampire, too, silly.))

Belle laughed, "I don't need to eat, silly goose. And of course I had to get you something! It's tradition. You know that I like to stick to the rules." she smiled, pulling the wagon with the gifts in. She was little, only about five feet tall, so it would have looked funny to see her carrying all seven gifts. "Where would you like me to put these?" she asked.

((Oh yeah.... blonde moment sorry))
"Sit them under the Christmas tree of course" Edward said with pointing to the gigantic Christmas tree in the corner of the room
Edward always loved how Carlisle and Esme over done things
especially Halloween, they would all dress up like vampires,
quite original?

((4 lines, please.))

((updated))

Belle stuck her tongue out at him playfully and carried them all over to the tree and sat them down, "Now, I wasn't creative enough for something fancy, so I had to get a little more creative." She smiled with a wink and gave Edward a light punch on the side, "Bet you can't guess what it is!" Belle loved joking around and teasing just a bit. It made it hard to tell how old she was since she acted like a 12-year-old sometimes.

Edward shook the very colorful box
He heard a small rattle inside the box
She's right, I have no clue what this is Edward thought
"You got me" Edward said

((Just for future reference, I would prefer full lines. It's OK on occasion, but please don't do it like that all the time.))
Belle smiled, "You'll have to wait until everyone else opens theirs. No special treatment just because you are the closest to my age." She walked slowly over to the piano, walking around it in a circle, "Wow, Edward... This is a really nice piano. Mind if I play a bit?"

((sorry))
"Go right ahead" Edward said while Bella was taking her seat at the piano. Anyone who knew Edward knew that he loved playing the piano. Actually he had composed a piece for Belle. But when he would play it, only time would know. He would certainly waiting until the rest of his family had left the living room area before he would play it for her. Then Belle started playing. Edward knew this piece from somewhere.....
Where? that would be the question as he was over 100 years old. Then he remembered, it was a Chopin piece. Edward wasn't the the biggest fan of Chopin, but it was absolutely beautiful
((sorry i kinda just because all inspired to say at the least))

Belle played without any expression on her face at all, as she normally did. And though there was no light smile pulling at her lips as their normally was, nor was the corners of her eyes lifting as she grinned, but a look in her eyes unlike any other one she had was there, moving her hands for her. She didn't need to have the emotion in her face anyway. The music carried it for her.
As she finished, she smiled, letting her hands rest on the keys just a moment, then she pulled them into her lap. "This is a very nice piano. I love the sound it has." She smiled, "Where did you get it?"
((Translate that last sentence, please?))

Name: Syrus ???
Species: Werewolf
Age: 20
Background: Syrus was born in a small Mexican village and moved to the states. He is fluent in both English and Spanish, but only speaks Spanish with family members. At the age of 14, his werewolf form manifest itself. His hair is silver colored. At the age of 18, he aquired anemsis, so all he knows is that he can change into a werewolf when his emotions are out of whack and his name is Syrus, but doesn't remember his friends, family, or surname.

((accepted))
"I love how everyone asks me that" Edward replied with a smile on his face "It was a present one year from Carlisle and Esme, therefor i have no clue where they got it from." Edward added. He loved Belle's never ending smile, it was as though it could go on forever
((what i was trying to say is i kinda went over the top with the last post))

((Ah. Which is funny, because this one is too short.))

((If the picture wasn't so big i think it would be the right amount of lines))

((True.))
Belle nodded, "I'll have to ask them. I'd love to have one like this at home." She laughed, "Providing it would fit. Not to sound like I'm complaining. I'm just saying my place is a lot smaller than yours. Then again, most people have smaller houses than you. Show-off." she smiled jokingly as she lightly touched the end of his nose with her finger, scooting over to make room on the piano bench for Edward.

Syrus walked through Folks alone. What was he doing here? Where is he? And in fact, who is he? Questions that Syrus asked himself, but never could answer because he couldn't remember anything. He was currently walking in front a house, the Cullen's house acutally, but unknown to Syrus currently. He sat down on the ground, and was in front of a window. (Hint hint, to get me into your rp so i'm not all lonesone here lol)