A/N: This chapter is dedicated to everyone who wanted Emmett to play a prank on the humans (there are too many of you to name). Read nad review? Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters. Nor do I own I Know What You Did Last Summer or I Still Know What You Did Last Summer.

I Know What You Did October 26th

Smack! Pucker! Squish!

The noises were sickening. He had been watching them in the car for what seemed like hours now. Ever since they had pulled up and parked, he had been watching, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

Its not like they didn't see this coming, it was less than a week to Halloween for God's sake! Everyone knows that if a killer, predator, creature of the night or otherwise is going to attack, now would be the time!

Pulling the weapon out from under his coat, he slowly stalked forward. There was no need to pull up his hood, it wasn't like they'd be able to see him anyways unless he chose to let them; and it was obvious that these two were the last ones he wanted to reveal his true self to.

The closer he got, the louder their love-fest became to his very sensitive ears. There was no doubt in his mind that if she sucked any harder, her decrepit boyfriend would be short a face.

Taking this as his chance, he bolted up from behind and took a flying jump, landing lithely on the hood of the car.

They would never know what hit them…

Inside the car, Mike and Jessica continued to make out like there was no tomorrow. Of course, Mike still wasn't very fond of the bubbly brunette who was currently trying to rid him of his shirt, but he had decided that she would have to do until Bella would see the light.

All of a sudden, a loud scratching sound could be heard from right above. Pulling back from the lust hungry monster in front of him, he stared ruefully up at the roof of his car.

"Mike!" Jessica whined, trying to recapture his lips. "What's wrong with you? Weren't you enjoying this?"

"Jessica," Mike said in a deathly quiet voice. "Whatever you do, don't make a sound."

"Bu-"

Scratch!

"What the hell was that?" Jessica squealed as she attached herself to Mike for protection.

"I have no idea," He whispered, "But there is no doubt in my mind that we shouldn't stick around to find out."

Understanding, Jessica moved back into her own seat and gripped the sides with her hand, ignoring the seatbelt completely. The designated driver didn't bother with the protection belt either as he turned the key. Instead of the steady purr of the engine, all that met their ears was a small grinding noise.

His eyes widening, he tried again.

The engine didn't even grind this time.

Gulping, he sat back in his seat and stared at Jessica.

"What? Mike, why aren't we going?"

"There's something wrong with the engine."

"Please, don't go out there and fix it," Jessica pleaded.

"I have to. How else are we going to get out of here?"

"I have a cell phone!" She exclaimed as she produced the small silver phone from her purse on the floor. "No signal…" She trailed off as she stared at the screen.

"Well then, it looks like fixing the car is our only option." Mike decided as he opened his door and stepped out. In a flash, Jessica was at his side.

Before either of them got around to the engine hood, a silver glint caught Mike's eye. Turning slowly around, he screamed at the sight. Although there was no trace of anything shiny anymore, there, dug carved into the roof of his car, was the words:

"I know what you did October 26th." Jessica read aloud.

"It's the 27th." Mike stated blandly, staring at the message again.

"Oh! A note!" Jessica said, pointing to the trunk hood. "I didn't notice that a minute ago…" Swiftly, she unfolded it and read, "I know what you did October 27th."

Scratch!

Looking nervously at each other, they turned their gazes towards the surrounding forest path. Sticking out of a tall birch tree, was a glinting metal hook.

"Ahhhhhhh!" They both screamed as they bolted off back down the path the way they came, both scrambling for the lead.

As soon as the two of them were out of sight, Emmett stepped out from behind the tree and pulled the hook back easily. Tucking it back under his coat, he began to run through the trees mumbling, "Curse Jasper for telling me that it was the 26th."