"Okay," Foxleap wheezed, "Okay, okay, okay, okay…" then he burst into another fit of laughter. Icecloud collapsed in a mountainous proportion of giggles. "Let's do part three."

"There's a part three?!" Icecloud gawked.

Foxleap grinned. "Of course, sister dear! We can not leave, ahem, our audience on a cliff hanger!" He gestured to the large pile of stuffed animals Icecloud had by the couch. His sister blushed furiously. Foxleap picked up the phone. "All right, ask for Veronica."

Icecloud gulped. "Why me?"

"Because they recognize me," Foxleap said swiftly, not bothering with a full explanation. Icecloud nervously gripped the phone and jabbed her pink finger nails into the buttons.

555.

555.

55.

…55.

Icecloud sighed, steeled her nerves, tossed her hair, and smiled to herself. A male voice answered the phone- Harold. Harold Wickenhiser. "Dang nab it. 'Ello?"

"H-Hello, kind sir," Icecloud stammered. "May I speak to an ever-so elegant Veronica Wickenhiser?"

Foxleap gave her a thumbs up. Harold chuckled through the phone. "She is elegant, isn't she? But did ya know she was cheating on me with another guy?" He clicked his tongue so loudly Icecloud could hear it through the phone. "Ah, well. What do you expect when your wifey works at a strip club. VERONICA!" Icecloud quickly handed off the device to her brother, all while giggling, and sighed in relief. That was done.

"Hello?" The musical voice answered.

"Maria?" Foxleap whispered dramatically. "Maria, is that you?"

He heard the lady sigh over the phone. "Look, this is you again, I'm going to hang up-"

"But Maria!" Foxleap wailed. "I'm dying!"

Icecloud clapped a hand over her mouth. Foxleap wailed dramatically again. "Maria, tis I, Sir Bobbers the Third, and I… Am dying!"

"Prank," The lady dismissed.

Foxleap coughed loudly. "Please, Maria," he whispered. "Even if you will not acknowledge me, at least…" He sneezed, accidentally or on purpose, Icecloud could never be sure.

Veronica's voice softened. "Well… I, umm…"

"Gullible," Icecloud hissed under her breath.

"Admit I was right," Foxleap whispered, clutching a hand dramatically over his chest. "About… our relationship."

Veronica sighed blissfully over the phone. "Even if you have a wrong number, Maria must be lucky to have you." A pause. "You were right… Bobbers."

"YUS!" Foxleap screeched, sitting bolt upright. "I knew it! I was the dominant one and you should be my slave for the rest of your miserable life! You just admitted I was right about it!"

Icecloud choked on her own saliva and rolled onto her back, head first into a stuffed penguin. Foxleap snickered to himself.

"Excuse me?!" Veronica Wickenhiser roared.

"Yes!" Foxleap replied. "We'll get you over as soon as possible! Get ready to scrub some toilets! I haven't scrubbed my toilet in what, seven years?"

Icecloud laughed until her gut ached. Veronica screeched over the phone. "What the f-"

"Merry Halloween, from Foxleap and Icecloud incorporations!" Foxleap hollered, clicking the 'end call' button on the phone and collapsing on the ground.

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