Summary: Icecloud and Foxleap take a prank call too far.

Pairings: Typical sibling love.

AN: Thank you for 100 reviews! And there will be mentions of mature themes somewhere along the line, so if that is not for you, do not read.

Icecloud was excited.

Tonight, Foxleap promised her she could play prank calls- with him! Not alongside, watching, but actually do a call or two! Of course, she'd done them before. But always the old, "Is your refrigerator running? Well, you better go catch it!" and now Foxleap could show her what he knew.

"Darling sister-o-mine!" Her brother called. "Ready?"

"Of course!" Icecloud chimed quickly, racing over to her brother, who stood at the home telephone, grinning evilly. Icecloud was glad, that for once, she wasn't the target in these pranks.

"Alrighty, now Mom and Dad are out at dinner," Foxleap reported, "Birchfall is out mooning after Whitewing, and Spiderleg is out probably hooking up with Daisy and dumping her again."

Icecloud sighed. "I know all this."

He grinned. "Do you? Or do you not?"

The white-haired girl decided she wasn't going to let Foxleap play with her brain like that. Crossing her arms, she sighed again. "Let's do this."

Her ginger-haired brother rubbed his hands together gleefully. "Oh, this will be fun!" He typed in ten numbers to the phone- 777, 777, 7777. Icecloud giggled- she had always wondered who lived there.

Foxleap flicked it to speaker phone. His sister listened in anticipation.

There was a series of clicks, and then what sounded to be a middle-aged lady answered the phone. "Hello?" came the rasping croak.

"Gloria!" Foxleap gasped dramatically, clutching his chest, even if the lady couldn't see him. "I'm so so so sorry I left you for the rapists, dearie!"

It took every single last bit of Icecloud's strengths to hold back her giggles. She was rolling on the ground, silent laughing, and it looked like she was having a spasm. Her brother was chuckling too, but quietly to himself.

"Who are you?" The other voice declared, obviously bewildered.

Foxleap gasped loudly. "Gloria, how could you forget me?! It is I, Sir Richard the Third! We were wandering down the street when a gang of thick, burly guys came over and grabbed you! Alas, I fought hard, but I ran with my tail between my legs to save my own royal honey. Better you than me, anyways."

Now it was so difficult that Icecloud burst out laughing. She couldn't help it. Foxleap snickered to himself.

The woman on the other line shouted through the phone. "Look, you have a wrong number, you arrogant brat! You shouldn't even bother apologizing after what you did to her!"

"A wrong number? I fear not," Foxleap, or… 'Sir Richard the Third' thundered. "Beautiful, darling Gloria, next time, do so humbly step into my arms instead of throwing yourself to those strange men. I assure you, I am much more handsome."

Icecloud roared with laughter. The lady's voice trembled. "Is this a prank call? I swear this is a prank call."

"Oh, dearie me!" Foxleap sighed, his voice so convincing Icecloud could've believed he was Sir Richard the Third. "I must. Thank you for your time, fair maiden, and do cook up a bath. I can smell your dreadfulness through the phone."

"WHY, YOU-" But the lady never finished. Foxleap slammed down the phone and rolled backwards, giggling hysterically. Icecloud was even worse. When the two finished laughing a good few minutes later, Foxleap grinned at his sister.

"THAT," He announced, "Is how you do a prank call."

Icecloud grinned back. "As you say, Sir Richard the Third."