Hi again, readers. This is another stupid fic, so yeah. R&R&Flame. Again, I always refer to the YuYu gang as cosplayers. Rated T for bad stuff.
A thirteen year old girl was sitting on her couch, looking through a phone book. A cosplayer with long red hair sat next to her.
"What're you doing, JJ?"
"I'm gonna play a game," she responded, not looking at him. He raised an eyebrow.
"Can I play?"
"Sure. In fact, get everyone. This is gonna be a fun game!" He nodded and left. A few minutes later, three other cosplayers were sitting on the floor, staring JJ.
"We're gonna play a game," she said, grabbing a phone. The bulky cosplayer stared at her with curious eyes.
"What's the game?"
"It's called, 'Crank Calling', Kuwabara" she said, smirking as she dialed a number.
"Hello?" a bored voice answered. JJ put the phone on speaker.
"How's Barry doing?" she asked in a fake depressed voice. They all stared at her.
"Uhh... This is Taco Bell," he said.
"I wanna pull the plug!" she yelled before hanging up. She and two cosplayers, Kuwabara and the one with raven hair, were laughing. The other two, the one with long red hair and the shortest one, cocked their heads. JJ gave the phone and phone book to Kuwabara.
"You do it now." He nodded and looked through a few pages before dialing a number.
"Hello?" a cheerful voice asked.
"I would like three large pizzas, please," Kuwabara said. The woman gasped.
"Uhh... Clay, I told you to quit calling me! You know how my husband is!" JJ almost laughed. Kuwabara hung up, looking pale. JJ started laughing.
"Geez Kuwabara!" She snatched the phone and phone book. "Here Yusuke. You try." He nodded and called a number.
"What?" a gruff voice asked. Yusuke inhaled.
"Can I speak to Jasmin?" he asked. The voice grunted.
"JASMIN!! PHONE!!" JJ laughed out loud as Yusuke hung up. He gave the phone to JJ, looking shocked.
"Man, you two suck at this game!" she commented. "Here Kurama. You try." He shook his head.
"No way! I'm not getting caught in this." JJ jumped on him, and pulled his hair. "OWW!!"
"Are you gonna oblige now?" she asked. He whimpered before whispering 'Yes'. She got off of him, handing him the phone and phone book.
"Yello?!" JJ looked at the phone funny. Kurama sighed.
"Seven days..." he said in a gruff voice. The man on the other line screamed.
"How did you know I was watching 'The Ring'?!" JJ covered her mouth with her hand. Kurama hung up, shoving the phone to JJ.
"I don't wanna do this anymore!" JJ shrugged.
"Pansy. Here Hiei. You crank call now." He shrugged and started to dial a number.
"Yes?"
"I know where you live." Click. Hiei hung up and gave it to JJ. "Here, you pyscho bitch." The phone rang and JJ answered.
"Huh?"
"WHAT THE FUCK?!" Click. JJ hung up the phone, not fazed by the person. She snapped her fingers and called a number.
"Hello! This is Pete Sullivan!" a voice chirped.
"Asshole! I know where your daughter is right now!"
"Oh really? Where?" He sounded unconvinced.
"She's right here, at my house. And you'll get her back if you do one thing."
"I don't believe it." JJ gagged Kurama.
"Talk!" she whispered harshly. Kurama sighed through the gag.
"DADDY!!" he yelled into the phone in a high pitched, muffled voice.
"LET HER GO!!" Now he was convinced.
"Only if you change all the grades in your summer school class from Fs to As!" Click.
"Are you in his class?" Kurama asked, taking off the gag.
"Nope. My friends are though." The phone rang. "WHAT?!" A voice yelped and hung up. JJ shrugged. Everyone slowly backed away from JJ, and then they all took off running. JJ snickered.
"I always win, 'Crank Calling'."