Crimson Gold

April Fools Special

3rd Person POV

Ryan's House

"So, let me get this straight...." Ryan said slowly as he faced his father and Dana on the screen. "You're in the middle of a war... and Greene decided to take a day off cause it's April Fool's day?"

Alex shrugged. "She sent the message last night with one of her hunters. Said she wanted to give us a brief respite to regroup."

"Cause we'll need it and blah, blah, blah, classic villain whatnot," Dana said, rolling her eyes. "Trust me, it'll come back to bite her later."

Ryan raised an eyebrow. "Then why call me if you've got to prepare for tomorrow."

"Simple," Alex replied. "To give you a mission."

"Meaning?"

Alex and Dana exchanged grins.

"Well," Dana began. "Seeing as how we're gonna be busy, we want you to have a little fun with the Cullens."

"Meaning; give them a day of literal hell," Alex translated, grinning wickedly.

Ryan grinned back. "Already planned on it."

Target 1: Emmett

Cullen House

"Alright, so, what did you need my awesome help with?" Emmett asked, walking over as 'Edward' held up a bucket.

"This."

"You... need my help with a bucket?"

"No," Edward rolled his eyes, "I need your help to get something out of it."

"Can't you do it yourself?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Ryan sealed the necklace inside," 'Edward' sighed. "It's for Bella."

"Ah, then why didn't you say so?" Emmet grinned, cracking his hands.

Edward set the bucket on the ground and made a gesture of 'have at it.'

Reaching down, Emmett reached into something gooey and fingered around. "Got it," he said smugly. He tried to pull his hand out, but his finger got caught. "Okaaay..." he pulled it out, revealing... "What are these?"

"They're called Chinese handcuffs," 'Edward' explained, tilting his head. "Ryan must have switched the buckets."

"Why are they called handcuffs?" Emmett asked, poking his finger into the other end of the handcuffs. When nothing happened, he tried to pull it out... only for his fingers to remain stuck.

"That's why."

Emmett tried again, but to no avail, as the clear liquid that he realized was glue solidified, trapping his fingers even more. "Uh oh. Uh, Edward, a little help?"

No response.

"Edward?" he turned around, but there was no one there. "Edward!"

Target 2: Rosalie

Cullen House

Sighing, Rosalie climbed up the stairs up to her room. It had been quite a day helping Alice and Esme with shopping, and she was quite happy to go back home.