A/N: Happy Birthday, Legna989! Hope you have a wonderful day.
Thanks to SorceressCirce for beta’ing.
As ever, I do not own Twilight – it owns me.

I’ve never really understood his fascination with Pokemon. Neither the cartoons – which he religiously watches – nor the game itself.

He plays. All. The. Time.

It drives me nuts, sometimes, but it’s a part of him, so I deal with it.

Today, I plan on using it to my advantage.

I hope.

The show’s over. My heart’s beating rapidly, my palms are sweaty, and I’m nearly hyperventilating as I grab the ball and turn to him.

His smile turns to a confused frown.

He opens it, the paper slip popping out.

He whispers the words, “I Choose You!”

“Marry me, Edward?”