Here's the second chapter! It's a little longer, and I'm not sure if I caught the characters all very well, but let me know what you think :)

Nope, still not mine.

"Man," Bozer complained quietly as he shook his hands, trying to get the offending material off his skin. "Why'd you have to choose this prank?"

Mac didn't answer as he finished carefully pouring the contents of the canister into the vents in Jack's car. He looked at his watch; it was close to 6:45 AM, meaning Jack would be getting up in about fifteen minutes, and be out the door on his way to work in about thirty. "Come on," he whispered to his roommate. "We gotta get out of here before he wakes up."

"I dunno man," Bozer commented as they drove away in Mac's jeep. "Messin' with a man's car that badly? That's some mean stuff right there."

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Even though it was only 7:30 in the morning, it was already promising to be a scorcher of a day. Jack started his car, immediately turning the volume down on his radio, just in case Mac had happened to do anything to his car speakers again. Satisfied when he realized the music wasn't trying to deafen him, Jack started humming along to the song playing. He reached over and cranked the AC up to full blast.

As soon as he completed that action, a shower of gold, silver, pink and blue sparkles exploded out of his vents. The glitter stuck to everything in the car, especially Jack. He sputtered and spit, trying to get the evil matter out of his mouth as his hands frantically searched for the AC controls. He shut off the vents, but the damage was already done.

He let out a groan of despair as he looked at the interior of his car, as well as looking down at his own clothes. Literally everything in sight was covered in the glittery, sparkly stuff. His car looked like a flock of fairies had exploded. He groaned again as he realized that there wasn't time to go in and change.

"Wouldn't do much good anyway," Jack muttered to himself, throwing his hands in the air. "I'd just come back and sit down and be covered all over again."

He planned his retribution the entire drive to work. When he walked into the Foundation, he ignored the confused stares and questioning glances thrown his way. He simply walked up to the conference room and sat down, waiting for the rest of his team to get there.

Riley was the first to walk in, followed closely by Thornton. Both of the women stopped and stared at Jack, their eyebrows skyrocketing. Riley was the first to break the silence. She let out a snort, then dissolved into a fit of hysteria as Jack glared at her.

"Oh don't act like you didn't know this was happening," Jack shot at the young woman.

"Jack," Riley panted as she sat up, wiping tears away from her eyes. "If I had known this was happening, believe me; I would have set up some sort of recording device just to capture the moment it happened," she assured him.

"Anyone care to fill me in on what's going on?" Thornton asked, her voice a mixture of bemusement and confusion. Jack opened his mouth to answer, but MacGyver and Bozer walked into the conference room just then.

"Whoooo!" Bozer exclaimed, fist bumping MacGyver in excitement. Mac had a devilish grin on his face as he took in the sight of his older friend, covered head to toe in glitter and sparkles.

"Hey Jack," Mac said. "You've got a little something uh, here," he said, circling his finger around his whole face. Jack glared, but before he could say anything, Riley cut in.

"But you have to admit," she said. "It just accentuates his personality even more!"

"You know what, you little-"

"Is someone going to tell me what's going on?" Thornton interrupted, sounding a little more impatient this time.

"Mac started it!" Jack insisted, pointing to the blond and sounding like a petulant child. Patricia raised one eyebrow.

"It's a prank war?" she asked in clarification.

"You could call it that, yeah," Jack said. "Though with this prank, it might have just escalated to an actual war," he threatened, mostly in jest as he glared at MacGyver.

"Just don't let it interfere with your work," Thornton warned. That was the last she said on the matter as she went on to describe their next mission. Riley was still wiping away some stray tears and Mac kept glancing at his very shiny friend, grinning like a dork.

"Watch your back!" Jack mouthed at his partner when Thornton wasn't looking.

Mac held out his hands as if to say, "I'm not scared of you!"

If looks could kill, MacGyver would have been a dead man many times over by the time their briefing was done.

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*Sunday Morning*

"You sure he isn't coming back for a while?" Jack asked Bozer as he unscrewed the shower head in Mac's shower.

"Positive," Bozer replied, watching Jack work. "He's out for his morning run, and he's usually gone for an hour."

"Good," Jack said, dumping the candy into the chamber, then screwing the head back on. He then grabbed Mac's bar of soap and fished a little vial out of his pocket.

"Wow, when you guys do pranks, you go all out," Bozer observed, sounding both impressed and a little terrified.

"Well, I still have glitter all over my car," Jack griped, giving the younger man an evil one-eyed stare. Bozer didn't bother to tell Jack that even though it had been a few days since the glitter prank, Jack still had a little bit of glitter in his hair. Jack glanced sideways at Bozer once again. "Whose side are you on, anyway?"

"Like I told Mac; I'm like a neutral third party. I'm good to help whoever needs help. But if Riley asks, I'm definitely on her side," Bozer added. Jack rolled his eyes and continued to spread the nail polish over the bar of soap.

Once he was sure the soap was dry, he set it back where it was before, then pulled some packets out of his back pocket.

"Which towel is Mac's?" Jack asked. Bozer's eyes widened as he pointed to the blue towel. Jack rifled through the packets of powder, finally finding a blue one. He grabbed Mac's towel and laid it flat on the counter. He then ripped open the packet and proceeded to dump the entire packet onto the towel. Once the contents were in the towel, he got a spray bottle from the kitchen. He misted the towel, making sure it wasn't too wet, but that it would ensure the powder would stay on the towel and not drop off when it was picked up.

"Remind me never to make you angry," Bozer muttered.

"Hey," Jack said. "Mac is lucky he isn't finding Nair in his shampoo bottle!"

"Aw, he'd kill you if you did that," Bozer said, his eyes wide as he thought about what Mac would do if his hair fell out.

"Yeah well, I hear you helped with the glitter prank too," Jack stated. "So don't tell Mac about this and I'll forget that little factoid."

Bozer saluted. "Sir yes sir!"

"I'm counting on you, Boze," Jack insisted. "If you let me down, I'll come after you too!"

"Don't worry," Bozer promised. "My lips are sealed!"

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"Hey Mac," Bozer greeted as his roommate came in from his morning jog.

"Hey," the blond said, grabbing a towel and patting his face. "See ya," he said after a few seconds, tossing the towel back on the counter and heading for the bathroom. As soon as the door shut, Bozer chuckled to himself.

"Man, I am so glad I'm not you right now, Mac," he muttered as he busied himself in the kitchen.

Mac let the water run over his body for a few minutes, basking in the warm liquid. After a few moments he reached over and grabbed his soap. He rubbed it over his arms but paused in confusion when it didn't lather like it usually did. He rubbed it again, but there was still nothing. He inspected his soap closer and realized it was reflecting the light. He rolled his eyes.

"Good job, Jack," he thought sarcastically. "I would have thought his revenge would have been more extreme, seeing as how he still has glitter everywhere," he mused as he tried chipping away at least some of the nail polish. He finally got enough off that he was able to get a decent lather going and continued with his shower.

A few minutes later, he shut the water off. He would have gotten out, but for some reason, he still felt...sticky. "Maybe some of the nail polish rubbed off on my skin?" he thought. "But that wouldn't make it sticky…" He turned the water back on, not using soap this time, but when he turned the water off, he still felt like he was covered in a light layer of syrup. "What is going on?" he asked out loud. There was a loud pounding on the door, making Mac jump a little.

"Hey Mac," Bozer called out. "You can't hog the bathroom all day!"

"Yeah, okay I'm coming!" Mac called back. He stepped out of the shower, deciding just to get a rag wet in the sink and wash himself quickly that way. He managed to get some of the sticky feeling to go away, but there was still a trace of it as he grabbed his towel.

The mirror was fogged up enough that he wasn't able to see his reflection, but it didn't really matter. He dried himself off with the towel, then hung it back up. He grabbed a pair of jeans and a t-shirt to change into before walking out of the bathroom, but as he was getting dressed, he noticed that his skin had a strange, blue-ish tint to it. His eyes widened in panic and he wiped the mist off the mirror.

"No, no, no he did NOT!" he groaned as he saw his reflection. Most of his skin was a light blue color. His face, neck, arms, stomach...everywhere! His eyes narrowed, and he yanked on his jeans, leaving his chest bare for the moment as he opened the door quickly. Bozer, who had been leaning against the wall, stumbled and almost fell over in shock as his roommate came out looking like a smurf.

"Yeah, yeah, laugh it up," Mac drawled as Bozer started chortling. "You helped him, didn't you? You knew this was coming!" Mac accused. Bozer held up his hands in a peaceful gesture.

"Hey man, I told you all! I-"

"Help whoever has the best prank, yeah, yeah, yeah," Mac said in annoyance. "I just hope it comes off before I have to go into work tomorrow," he said, looking in disgust at his arms. He had to admit it though: Jack definitely knew how to pull a decent prank.

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*Monday Morning*

"Ah, Mac," Thornton said as the young man slumped into the conference room. "How nice of you to join us."

"Sorry I'm late," Mac muttered as he sat down near the end of the table, grabbing a paperclip and starting to fiddle with it. Riley looked back in confusion at hearing the grumble in Mac's voice. The room was dark; they had the lights off while they were being briefed on the mission, so she couldn't see the young man clearly. Thornton finished the briefing and turned the lights back on. Riley looked at Mac again and burst out laughing.

"Shut up, Riley," Mac muttered. You could see his cheeks starting to go red even under the blue tint still staining his skin.

"Hey buddy," Jack said in a sickly sweet voice. "Looks like you're feeling a little blue. Anything we can do to cheer you up?"

"Oh, I can think of a couple things," Mac shot at his friend. Thornton's eyebrows had once more almost disappeared into her hairline as she observed her blue-skinned agent. She looked at Jack.

"Kool-aid in the towel?" she asked. Jack gave her a surprised look.

"Why Patty," he said, placing a hand on his chest. "I never took you for the prankster type!"

"There's a lot about me you don't know," she said mysteriously. Jack's eyes went wide and a grin split his face.

"That sounds like there's a story behind that," he prompted. "Do tell!"

"Maybe another time," Patricia said before turning to Mac. "How long has it been like this?"

"Since yesterday morning," Mac admitted grudgingly.

"Soap and water didn't help?" she asked. Mac gave a short bark of laughter and shot another death glare at his friend.

"Well, if someone hadn't stuck LIFESAVERS in my shower head and then covered my soap in clear nail polish, I'm sure it would have worked better," he griped. "I was able to get it off my hands with soap and water, but that's about it," he said, showing the group his palms, which were indeed normal-colored.

"Oh, so you found the LIFESAVERS?" Jack asked, waggling his eyebrows.

"Yeah, it took me a little bit, but I finally realized the stickiness had to be coming from something in the shower," Mac griped.

"Try baby wipes and toothpaste," Thornton interrupted again, staring at Mac. MacGyver raised his eyebrows at his boss. "Trust me," she said. With that, she walked out of the conference room. MacGyver glared at Jack.

"Hey, don't look at me!" Jack said. "I'm not the one who stuffed glitter in my friend's car!" MacGyver rolled his eyes and left the room, leaving the paper clip he had been messing with on the table. Riley reached over and picked it up.

"I'd watch out, Jack," she said with a smile.

"Why?" Jack asked. In reply, Riley held up the small piece of metal. MacGyver had molded it into the shape of a dagger.

"He won't do anything too drastic," Jack assured her. She stared at him with a raised eyebrow. "Okay...I'll make sure to watch my back."

Riley walked out of the conference room as well, the cogs in her mind turning and whirling.

So as a quick disclaimer, I don't actually know if the LIFESAVERS in the showerhead actually work, I've just heard about it from different sources. Also am not 100% positive that baby wipes and toothpaste get rid of the stain of koolaid, that's just what I read online.

My roommate last year tried to do the koolaid trick to the boys across the hall, but the powder fell out of the towel before the boys actually used the towels, so I decided I needed to add something that would theoretically make the powder stick, and I thought misting it sounded like the best option. No idea if it actually works.

So what did you think? Were they in character? Should I stop? ;)

If you guys want me to continue, there may or may not be some pranking coming from our female star(s)... :D

Lemme know what you think!