Josh: (staring at computer screen) Holy beep on a beep sandwich! (Pulls switch)
LefthandedFreak: (downstairs staring at other stories and trying to fix them. Notices green light on wall) WHAT?!!! (Back flips from chair. Pulls off action movie sequences, like dodging laser beams and being thrown by a blowing up building. Rolls to air duct and climbs into it before plummeting into Josh's room) SOMEONE REVEIEWED?!!!!!
Josh: Yea can you believe it?!
LefthandedFreak: (hugs reviewer) THANKIES!!!!!! So just for you I'll complete this story!
Josh: Didn't you lose all documents on it?
LefthandedFreak: Oh right…….. (Starts working on plot which takes all of five seconds) GOT IT!!!
Josh: Enjoy people
Chapter Three
It wasn't until late into the evening that Elaine's rust bucket of a car made its way into the driveway and halted with a loud squeak. Elaine pulled her hair back, giggling still about a joke that had been told almost four hours ago and would probably still have her going throughout the week, before climbing out of her car and into the cool, night air. It had been awhile since she had gone out for such a long time without her parents calling her every five minutes and she had wanted to relish this peace for as long as possible.
……RING!!!!!!!
Elaine sighed as the ominous sound of the phone signaled the end of her exciting day, trudging to the door and digging in her pockets for her keys. "I'm coming, I'm coming!", she muttered angrily, seeming to hope that the phone would realize that indeed she would be there in a minute and just stay silent until she got the door open at least. Elaine had just answered the phone when the answering machine picked up, causing a very annoying screeching sound and an echo of the person's voice on the other line. "Hold on just a minute…", leaning back, she grazed her fingers across the machine hoping to find the stop button, and after a few more seconds of screeching, Elaine resorted to pounding on the box until it clicked off.
Elaine slowly turned her attention back to the phone, flopping onto the couch and kicking off her tennis shoes as she did so. "Hello, Elaine speaking", she had barely picked up the remote to turn on some late night cartoon show when the voice on the other end startled her. "Took you long enough." the rough yet young voice flowed through the phone like a bad dream, giving her the eerie feeling of a repeat from earlier in the day. She was about to hang up on the stranger before she shook her head. It couldn't be the same guy from earlier. For one, Yugioh wasn't on at this hour, and for two, whoever called earlier wouldn't have waited so late to retry the same stunt again. Elaine slowly replaced the phone to her ear, leaning back into the couch. "Sorry I took so long, I was out for awhile today", which was the understatement of the year, she thought before continuing, "Anyways I'm here now. May I ask who this is?" The person on the other line seemed to hesitate, unsure if they wanted to give that bit of information away, before resigning.
"My name is Seto Kaiba". Elaine heaved a sigh of disbelief. So the idiot had tried again eh? Well this time she wouldn't fall for it.
"And I'm the Queen of Sheba!! Listen buddy, your prank had me a bit jumpy before hand but you must have rocks for brains to you think I'll fall for the same thing twice!" She turned the t.v. on and started clicking at the buttons relentlessly, as if they would magically just the voice up and leave her alone to a quite evening at home before her parents intruded her every wakening moment. "And besides if you were really Seto Kaiba, you would be too busy dealing with business to make prank calls unless that's what you as Seto Kaiba consider fun and I highly doubt that! You must be pretty da- "
"Look at the screen Akira" Elaine faltered, staring at the phone. Was he serious?
"I'm not through Mr. I have no life I have to mess with others just to have a good time-"
"LOOK AT THE SCREEN!" The voice was a lot more demanding, a lot colder, and even though he didn't yell, she felt less confident and a lot more obedient. Slowly her eyes swiveled and landed onto the t.v., her fingers pausing in mid flip. The remote slowly fell from her hands as a very tired, very aggravated Seto Kaiba drummed his fingers impatiently on a desk in his office on HER t.v., a phone grazing his ears.
A rerun, Elaine busily thought trying to keep her cool, that's all it was. They must have started a late night showing of Yugioh for the night owls or something like that. She felt around for the remote and slowly switched the channel. But instead of the Animal Planet or The Late Night Show with whomever it was that week, the channels kept insisting the same annoyed looking man, drumming his fingers on the desk and seeming to stare at her. Her fingers flicked at the remote more frantically, switching from channel 2 to 3 to 4,5, 6, 28, 42, till she threw the remote across the room and attacked the dials on the actual set to no avail. Finally, a little frantic and scared, Elaine jerked the phone erect up against her ear.
"WHO ARE YOU?! HOW ARE YOU DOING THIS?!!" Elaine rarely lost her cool but for some reason, she was having images of horror movies with very gruesome and painful deaths that happened to follow the first girl to answer the phone.
"I told you already, I'm Seto Kaiba", the young man on the screen tensed, as if he had just seen the panic in her eyes, watched her desperate attempts for an explanation to no avail, and seemed to calm down. "I'm not going to bite, you know".
As if that was what she had been waiting to hear, Elaine's panic slowly faded and went away, even though she still clenched the phone close to her ear.
"That may be true", Elaine slowly sat down on the edge of the couch, "But this isn't logical. You can't be calling me". Blue orbs hidden underneath brown locks gazed back at her, seeming to stare right into her so much that Elaine was convinced they were in the same room, talking nonchalantly.
"And why is that? Because I come from a, as unbelievable as it sounds to me, cartoon show?" Elaine faltered at his words.
"How can you not believe it? You're the one on the t.v. screen and, sorry to say, you defiantly look cartoonish."
Seto smirked, was that a little bit of softness in that quirk or did Elaine just imagine it, as he gazed at her. "I'm not a cartoon character from some crappy show. I'm in the real world, of real people, you're the one, again I find hard to believe, in the midst of some alternate dimension."
Elaine stared at him for a moment before bursting into a fit of giggles. "Alternate dimension? You? Real world?" She found it hard to control her giggles. "If that's true how could you contact me, or, even better, how did I end up here in this universe? Hmm? And how do I get out eh? Going to pull me out of a hat or something?"
Seto looked peeved by her sudden outburst but seemed to resign himself to a calmer state. "Or something is just about right. Do you have "Sherlock Holmes the complete Collection" in your library?"
Elaine stopped. She had never in her life acknowledge her dingy little shelf of cluttered literature work a "library" and the book he mentioned she never finished reading because she just never had the time. Slowly she rose from the couch, possessed to see if she maybe still had that book and make sure it hadn't been tossed into the yard sale the previous year. Clambering over the pile of messy clothes, she made her way to the book shelf and spotted the big hefty book. Lodging it out of its tight spot, she studied the cover a bit, before actually answering his question.
"Yea I have it right here? What about it?" Even though she couldn't see the t.v. from her room, she could sense the dangerous smirk creeping up his mouth.
"Open it to page 300, paragraph 2, line 17 and read it out loud". Elaine seemed to question the phone before balancing it on her shoulder, opening the heavy book and flipping through the fresh crisp pages. She counted her way across until she reached the line he told her about.
"'It's Elementary, My Dear Watson'…..What does that have to do with anything?!"
If Elaine had been paying attention, she would have noticed the strange glow in the room, if of course she wasn't taken aback by the glow of the book. Colors sprayed in a light show across her walls and ceiling, dimming only after the phone fell to the ground with an ominous thud, Elaine no where to be seen in the small room.
LefthandedFreak: DUM DUM DUMMMMMM!!!!!!
Josh: We have the wild drummer guy for those kinds of effects. (Points to wild drummer guy)
LefthandedFreak:…. Oh I forgot about him. Oh well!! I hope you all enjoy it (hangs off of Josh's neck by feet) READ AND REVIEW PLEASE!!!
Josh: (gags)