~*After the Beep*~

                        A fanfic by Setsumi-san

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          Quotable Quotes: "Are you implying that it's my fault you have no friends?" 

                                      "Oh no! It's me who sits in front of the T.V. set burping with my hand thrust down my pants."-Al and Peg Bundy, Married With Children

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          Setsumi-san: I understand a lot of you didn't get the Rigor Mortis joke from last chapter and want to know what it means. Well, it's a hidden joke and explaining it would ruin the whole thing. I will tell you that you can find it in the dictionary, though. Anyway, next is Tamao's answering machine. Enjoy! ^_^

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/Tamao's Answering Machine/

     Tamao's voice: *A-hem* You have reached the cell phone number of Tamamura Tamao.  I am sorry, but I can not speak to you at the moment. Please leave your message after the beeEEEK!! Ponchi, Konchi, how DARE you touch me there!

#BEEP# 

     Message 1: Ugh…Tamao? It's Horohoro. I really need your help. I…I think I'm in Texas. I just woke up with a pounding headache and my mouth tastes like a hundred lattés. I don't remember what I did last night.  Pleeeeeaaaaase heeeeeeeelp! No one else has answered their phooonnnee! Oh God…I think I might have married someone! There's a marriage license crumpled up in my pocket from some Las Vegas drive-thru chapel! Heeeeellllllpppp!

#BEEP#

     Message 2: Tamao, this is Jun. Ano…Today is the servants' day off and I'm cooking for myself. I don't have much culinary experience, but I'm nearly sure that you're supposed to serve chicken soup as a hot dish. What I have before me is relatively towards room temperature. You're the cooking expert, so I thought of calling you for advice. Thank you, and please call me back. Oh, wait! Are you supposed to be able to slice soup or is that a bad sign? Goodbye again.

#BEEP#

     Message 3:  *A-hem* …Ano…*cough*   …Oh boy…Tamao, it's Manta. It's too bad that you're not able to answer your phone now because…because…

                          Yoh's voice: (whispering in the background) Daijobu datte. You can say it!

                          Manta: Right. (takes a deep breath) Anyway, I was just wondering if-whenever its convenient for you-you'd like to…to… 

                          Yoh: …go to the movies, Manta!

                          Manta: …go to the movies, Manta! Erk! GAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! I CAN'T ASK HER OUT, YOH-KUN!!!!  I JUST CAN'T!!!

                          Yoh: *sigh* 

#BEEP# 

     Message 4: *Mari*:  This is Dr. I.C. Deadpeople's head nurse calling with bad news. You're pregnant and you have three weeks to live. (pause) That's stupid!

                       *Macchi*:  It is not! Keep reading!

                       *Mari*: It is so! She's pregnant and she's dying? Stick with one or the other!

                       *Macchi*: No! It's good because it's a double whammie. Now she'll panic twice as much. Keep reading from my script.

                       *Mari*: Mari doesn't have to listen to you. Mari's the one making the call.

                       *Macchi*: Prank calling people was my idea! I write the scripts and you guys read them. 

                       *Mari*: Mari's still waiting to do her own prank call by herself!

                       *Macchi*: Fine! You can just hang up and try again on your own !

                       #CLICK#

#BEEP#

     Message 5: *Mari*:   …Is your refrigerator walking?

                        *Macchi*: WAAAHHH!!!  (sound of Macchi falling over anime style) That's the oldest one in the book and you didn't even DO it right!! Gimme that phone or I'll tell Hao-sama on you! 

                        *Mari*: If you rat Mari out, then Mari will rat you out about the ketchup incident!

                        *Macchi*: *gasp* You wouldn't dare! Kirisaku Jack, Trick or Treat!

                         #CLICK# *beeeeee…* 

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          Horohoro: Will Marion Phauna ever get to do her own prank call?!  Will Manta ever gather up his courage?! Will Setsumi-san ever stop carrying around that creepy axe that has blood stains as red as her own hair?!

         Setsumi-san: Will Horohoro ever let the people review in peace? -_-'