[fic: Crank Calls] G'morning!!!
May. 13th, 2003 06:05 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ickaimpI am SO not eating that leftover hamburger for breakfast today. Meat this early in the morning >P blargh.
Late night plot bunnies are fun, tho we always seem to get them just as we log off the internet...
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The phone rang.
Hakuba groaned. He was tired, it was late, and he wanted to get to sleep.
He picked up the phone anyway. "Moshi Moshi?"
"Moshi Moshi, is Katsuya there?" A girl's voice asked.
"I'm afraid you have the wrong number." He said politely.
"Oh." She paused. "Sorry. Bai!"
The phone went dead.
Hakuba sighed, put it back and went to climb into his bed again.
The phone rang.
He picked it up. "Moshi Moshi."
"Katsuya?" It was the girl from before.
"Me again."
"Oops!"
Dial tone.
He waited. Seconds later, the phone rang again. "Moshi moshi."
"Sorry!"
The phone went dead.
Hakuba waited for a minute. No ringing. Good.
He moved to go to bed.
The phone rang.
He muffled a sound of frustration and went to answer it. "Moshi Moshi."
"Yes, I'd like to order a pizza, extra squid ink-"
"I'm afraid you've got a wrong number." He cut the man off.
"Oh!" Nervous laughter ."Terribly sorry about that."
"Not a problem. Good night."
"Good night."
The phone went dead.
Hakuba sighed, turning to head bed again.
The phone rang.
He picked it up. "Moshi moshi?"
A different female voice spoke up. "Hi, yes, I was told to call this number 'for a good time'."
Hakuba blinked. "What?!"
"Well, it was written on the bathroom wall..."
"Bathroom... wall...?" Okay, now that was bizarre. "You really shouldn't be reading the bathroom walls."
"Yes, but I get so curious..."
"Good night."
He hung up the phone without waiting for a reply. If the phone rang again, he was going to leave it alone. He was tired, he was going to bed.
He turned and walked away, climbing into bed. It was peaceful for a few minutes, and he let out a sigh of relief. Finally.
The phone rang.
Hakuba pinched his eyes shut. He was not going to answer it, he was not going to answer it, he was not going to answer it...
It could be Nakamori-keibu. Or one of his family members in England, although they should now better. Or it could be anything.
Curse this detective curiosity of his...
He got up and answered the phone. "Moshi Moshi."
"I'm sorry, but the number you have dialled-"
Hakuba resisted the urge to hit his head against the wall. It just wasn't possible to get -this- many crank phone calls or wrong numbers in one night. It just wasn't-
Something went 'click' in the back of his sleep-depraved fuzzy mind and he stared at the phone in his hand in muted shock.
The Kaitou Kid could imitate voices without electronic aid.
"KUUUROOOBAAA!!!"
The phone laughed.
-Fin-
***
Think we've been reading too many Yu-Gi-Oh! fics lately, but dang if they're not funny.
Speaking of Yu-Gi-Oh!, if my DVDs come in today, we're not gonna be on-line. We're gonna be laughing our heads off at the funny haired guys in leather and studs. ^^;;
And hopefully Kaiba on a motorcycle again. Schweet.
Late night plot bunnies are fun, tho we always seem to get them just as we log off the internet...
****
The phone rang.
Hakuba groaned. He was tired, it was late, and he wanted to get to sleep.
He picked up the phone anyway. "Moshi Moshi?"
"Moshi Moshi, is Katsuya there?" A girl's voice asked.
"I'm afraid you have the wrong number." He said politely.
"Oh." She paused. "Sorry. Bai!"
The phone went dead.
Hakuba sighed, put it back and went to climb into his bed again.
The phone rang.
He picked it up. "Moshi Moshi."
"Katsuya?" It was the girl from before.
"Me again."
"Oops!"
Dial tone.
He waited. Seconds later, the phone rang again. "Moshi moshi."
"Sorry!"
The phone went dead.
Hakuba waited for a minute. No ringing. Good.
He moved to go to bed.
The phone rang.
He muffled a sound of frustration and went to answer it. "Moshi Moshi."
"Yes, I'd like to order a pizza, extra squid ink-"
"I'm afraid you've got a wrong number." He cut the man off.
"Oh!" Nervous laughter ."Terribly sorry about that."
"Not a problem. Good night."
"Good night."
The phone went dead.
Hakuba sighed, turning to head bed again.
The phone rang.
He picked it up. "Moshi moshi?"
A different female voice spoke up. "Hi, yes, I was told to call this number 'for a good time'."
Hakuba blinked. "What?!"
"Well, it was written on the bathroom wall..."
"Bathroom... wall...?" Okay, now that was bizarre. "You really shouldn't be reading the bathroom walls."
"Yes, but I get so curious..."
"Good night."
He hung up the phone without waiting for a reply. If the phone rang again, he was going to leave it alone. He was tired, he was going to bed.
He turned and walked away, climbing into bed. It was peaceful for a few minutes, and he let out a sigh of relief. Finally.
The phone rang.
Hakuba pinched his eyes shut. He was not going to answer it, he was not going to answer it, he was not going to answer it...
It could be Nakamori-keibu. Or one of his family members in England, although they should now better. Or it could be anything.
Curse this detective curiosity of his...
He got up and answered the phone. "Moshi Moshi."
"I'm sorry, but the number you have dialled-"
Hakuba resisted the urge to hit his head against the wall. It just wasn't possible to get -this- many crank phone calls or wrong numbers in one night. It just wasn't-
Something went 'click' in the back of his sleep-depraved fuzzy mind and he stared at the phone in his hand in muted shock.
The Kaitou Kid could imitate voices without electronic aid.
"KUUUROOOBAAA!!!"
The phone laughed.
-Fin-
***
Think we've been reading too many Yu-Gi-Oh! fics lately, but dang if they're not funny.
Speaking of Yu-Gi-Oh!, if my DVDs come in today, we're not gonna be on-line. We're gonna be laughing our heads off at the funny haired guys in leather and studs. ^^;;
And hopefully Kaiba on a motorcycle again. Schweet.
