PHONE CALL
A Short Play By Vixen/Celtic Air
Disclaimer: I own me, Yes I do. Cupid owns himself, heehee. I think some nice lady owns Champ,
or did they break up?
Oh Hey, I talked to Trevor, Didn't have that much time to talk because
of long distance charges and all, but here's what he said:
(telephone rings)
Champ: Hello?
Janet: Is Cupid there?
Champ: You mean Trevor.
Janet: Whatever, is he there?
Champ: Hold On.
Trevor: (after a minute) Hello? Who do you want me to fix you up with?
Janet: (laughs) Do you always answer the phone that way?
Trevor: It saves time.
Janet: I guess it does.
Trevor: So, what does my favorite teenage stalker want today?
Janet: How did you know it was me?
Trevor: I'm omniscient.
Janet: (sarcastically) Of Course (pauses) Cupid, did you work your cupid-magic thingy on my boyfriend to get us together? And if so, why?
Trevor: Are you still with him? Ok, I think this falls into the 'I was drunk, it was a mistake' category. But, if you two are still together, maybe my aim wasn't that far off.
Janet: Well, thank you for ruining my life
Trevor: It's not like you had that much of a life anyway
Janet: Hey, that was mean
Trevor: Sitting in your room, watching episodes of 'Cupid' all day, and stalking me does not constitute having a life. At least now you're dating someone in your own age group.
Janet: Yeah, I guess you are a little old for me at what, 5,000 year old?
Trevor: 5,001
Janet: My mistake. (whining) But what am I susposed to do about my criminal-record, thief of a boyfriend?
Trevor: I got you two together, my work is done, you figure out the rest
Janet: That's all the advice you're going to give me?
Trevor: Yes.
Janet: (whining) Come on Cupid...
Trevor: Ok,ok, you want advice?
Janet: Yes.
Trevor: You love him, he loves you, why does anything else matter?
Janet: (laughing) I told Sheila you'd say that!
Trevor: You know me too well.. can't imagine why
Janet: (sarcastically) Except for the stalking and stuff. (pauses) Thank you; I'll call you again sometime. Bye.
Trevor: Bye Cutie.
Janet: Cupid?
Trevor: Yes?
Janet: Did you just call me 'Cutie'?
Trevor: Maybe.
Janet: There's still hope for us! Bye.(hangs up the phone)
Trevor: Still haven't lost my touch.
The End
A Short Play By Vixen/Celtic Air
Disclaimer: I own me, Yes I do. Cupid owns himself, heehee. I think some nice lady owns Champ,
or did they break up?
Oh Hey, I talked to Trevor, Didn't have that much time to talk because
of long distance charges and all, but here's what he said:
(telephone rings)
Champ: Hello?
Janet: Is Cupid there?
Champ: You mean Trevor.
Janet: Whatever, is he there?
Champ: Hold On.
Trevor: (after a minute) Hello? Who do you want me to fix you up with?
Janet: (laughs) Do you always answer the phone that way?
Trevor: It saves time.
Janet: I guess it does.
Trevor: So, what does my favorite teenage stalker want today?
Janet: How did you know it was me?
Trevor: I'm omniscient.
Janet: (sarcastically) Of Course (pauses) Cupid, did you work your cupid-magic thingy on my boyfriend to get us together? And if so, why?
Trevor: Are you still with him? Ok, I think this falls into the 'I was drunk, it was a mistake' category. But, if you two are still together, maybe my aim wasn't that far off.
Janet: Well, thank you for ruining my life
Trevor: It's not like you had that much of a life anyway
Janet: Hey, that was mean
Trevor: Sitting in your room, watching episodes of 'Cupid' all day, and stalking me does not constitute having a life. At least now you're dating someone in your own age group.
Janet: Yeah, I guess you are a little old for me at what, 5,000 year old?
Trevor: 5,001
Janet: My mistake. (whining) But what am I susposed to do about my criminal-record, thief of a boyfriend?
Trevor: I got you two together, my work is done, you figure out the rest
Janet: That's all the advice you're going to give me?
Trevor: Yes.
Janet: (whining) Come on Cupid...
Trevor: Ok,ok, you want advice?
Janet: Yes.
Trevor: You love him, he loves you, why does anything else matter?
Janet: (laughing) I told Sheila you'd say that!
Trevor: You know me too well.. can't imagine why
Janet: (sarcastically) Except for the stalking and stuff. (pauses) Thank you; I'll call you again sometime. Bye.
Trevor: Bye Cutie.
Janet: Cupid?
Trevor: Yes?
Janet: Did you just call me 'Cutie'?
Trevor: Maybe.
Janet: There's still hope for us! Bye.(hangs up the phone)
Trevor: Still haven't lost my touch.
The End