A/N: Thanks to the reviewers last chapter! Once again, any advice or general comments are greatly appreciated! I wasn't too happy with this chapter- I had the idea of the prank in my head, but it didn't come across too well on paper, I think. Anyway, let me know what you think! This time poor Edward's in for it... Also,


Chapter Two: All That Glitters Is Not Gold

Embry's father walked through the front door and froze. The door to the living room was open, and he could see Quil and Embry sitting passively on the couch. Watching the news.

"-Police are urging anyone who has seen or heard anything to come forward as soon as possible. Now we join Eliza Goddard for the weather-"

At this Quil nudged Embry and they sat forward attentively, eyes glued to the screen. Is the weather girl pretty or something?

"Tomorrow shall once again be overcast, with showers in the early morning. Wednesday, however, should be clear and sunny."

The boys jumped off the couch with a joyous cry, before hugging happily.

"Are you boys ok?" Embry's father chuckled as they leapt apart from each other at the sound of his voice.

"It's going to be clear and sunny on Wednesday, sir." Quil grinned. "It's not often we get such good luck with the weather."

Embry's father sighed, still suspicious but with no idea what they were up to. "Well, you boys make the most of it, then. Just make sure you're homework gets done!"

"Sure, sure!" They replied in unison, with identical mischievous grins.

oOo

Tuesday seemed to last forever for the impatient werewolves, but Wednesday finally arrived. Embry charged down the stairs to get the door as Quil arrived at just after nine o'clock in the morning. The sun was already bright, and the two teenagers made their way upstairs in a hurry.

When inside Embry's room, they locked the door and emptied out the drawer in the table beside his bed. Sorting through the contents, they took the face paints and make-up that they'd been stashing away over the past week.

After carefully applying the pale face powder and glittery face paints, as well as a particularly foul smelling perfume, they crept downstairs and out the front door. Pausing for a moment to survey their handiwork in the sun, they grinned and began to run towards Jacob's house.

oOo

When Quil and Embry reached the Black residence, they ran straight to Jacob's garage and started shouting.

"Jake! He- he turned us! That bloody leech turned us!"

Hurrying outside to see what the fuss was about, Jacob froze. Before him stood Quil and Embry, but not as he knew them. They looked gaunt and pale, and glittered in the strong sunlight. Jacob's nose wrinkled as he smelt them from feet away.

"Edward- he bit us, Jake!" Quil cried shakily. "What do we do?"

"Why would he bite you?" Jacob queried.

"We saw him in town, and heard him talking to that big one, Emmett. He was going to turn Bella, so we went to stop him, but he- he..."

Jacob's eyes hardened and he leapt onto his motorbike, speeding off towards the Cullen house, leaving Quil and Embry grinning in his yard.

oOo

At the Cullen household, Edward stopped playing the piano abruptly as he heard the tires on the drive and the growling engine. It didn't sound like one belonging to any of his siblings, and they would be hunting all day anyway. It skidded to a halt, and he realised that it was a motorbike. The topaz-eyed vampire sniffed the air cautiously. Jacob? His suspicions were realised as the door slammed open and the huge teenager turned to glare at him

"You better start talking. Fast."

Edward gulped, and read the Jacob's thoughts; he saw Quil and Embry glittering in the strong sunlight, telling him that he, Edward, had turned them! Realisation dawned as Jacob tackled him to the floor.

Bloody wolves!