"Now, Carlisle, prepare to feel the wrath of my sparkly skin!" Edward shouted after the two had taken their positions on either side of the front yard.

"Psh. Your sparkly skin is no match for my sexiness," Carlisle retorted.

Edward growled, and shuffled his deck. Carlisle copied him.

Jacob poked her head out the door. "Guys, what are you doing?" she asked, looking at them as if they were insane.

Edward grinned. "I'm about to defeat Carlisle in a children's card game," he boasted, "And then I will steal all his fangirls!"

"Hah, Edward, you don't even know where I keep my fangirls!" Carlise laughed.

"They're in your basement."

"How did you know?"

"Because, every time I open the door I hear them squeeing."

Carlisle cursed. "Damn, I knew I should have gotten the basement sound-proofed."

"Shut up and duel me."

Edward and Carlisle each drew their first cards. Edward held his up. "I summon-"

All of a sudden, a loud bang sounded from the house. Edward and Carlisle dropped their cards and rushed inside, fearing the worst. And, sure enough, they opened the door just in time to be trampled by a tsunami of escaped fangirls.

"What has happened? All my fangirls, running away!"

Jacob helped Edward and Carlisle up. She had scratches on her face. "I'm sorry, I tried to keep them contained," she said.

"What happened?" Carlisle demanded. "I had that basement under the highest security! How could they have escaped? And why would they even want to?"

"Well, you know that new Star Trek movie that came out a while ago?"

Edward and Carlisle nodded. They had.

"Well, they were on Youtube, and they watched some clips from it and..." She paused. "Are you guys sure you want to hear this?"

Carlisle nodded. "Just give me the truth, no matter how painful."

"Well, alright. It appears that the new Spock was just too much for their feeble fangirl brains to handle. As soon as they saw him, they started squeeing and rushed the door. I tried to hold them back, but their raging fangirl hormones were too powerful for me." She reached up to fix her hair. "Luckily, I am immune to fangirl syndrome, since I'm actually a male. Oh yeah, that reminds me. Carlisle, do you think you can use your witch doctor magic to change me back? I'm getting tired of carrying these boobs around. They're heavy."

As Jacob had been recounting the terrifying tale of the fangirls' escape, Edward had walked to the basement and was examining the computer. He saw that Gmail was open, with a link to the evil video that had turned the fangirls against them. It was from an address he wasn't familiar with. "Oh no. Someone sent the fangirls this video." He muttered, fearful. "That means they know we are nothing without them." Though it was difficult and terrifying to believe, there was someone out there who wanted to do harm to his sparkly person. And now that they were powerless to stop them... "I have to warn the other vampires."