Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire

by Hassini

; All alone. All alone. // I'll be back. // All alone. ;

We're sorry, but the person you have dialed cannot be reached at this time. Please leave a messa-

Beep. Try again.

We're sorry, but the person you have dialed cannot be reached at this time. Please lea-

Beep. Try again.

We're sorry, but the person you have dialed canno-

Beep. Try again.

We're sorry, but the per-

Beep. Try again.

We're so-

Beep. Drop the phone.

// Goodbye Mother, hee hee. I'll be back in a few hours. //

A week. A hundred and fifty calls. No answer.

Seven Days.

Seven. Seven. Seven.

// Be home for dinner, I'm making your favorite.

Of course, Mother. //

Lies.

Lies, all lies.

Liar. Liar, liar, pants on fire.

// Knocking.

We're sorry Ma'am, but there was a body found by Ten-Four.

We believe it was a suicide. //

Dead.

Gone. Left me. He left me. He left us.

Pick up the phone. Try again.

// I'm going on a business trip to Osaka. I'll be back in four days. //

All alone.

All alone.

All alone.

// Knocking.

I'm sorry Ma'am, but Flight 21 to Osaka crashed.

There were no survivors. //

All alone.

All alone.

// I'll be back. //

All alone.

Liar, liar, pants on fire.

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Reactants: Too much TWEWY, strange fanfiction ------ (+energy absorbed from LadyGaga); Products: This.

Disclaimer: 'fraid I don't own TWEWY.

Goddamn FF formatting. -facepalm