Dun dun. Dun dun. Ah! I need that Jaws music. It'll make things even more intense then it is! Even though it's pretty much impossible to do that. Eh, whatever. So, Winter Break is pretty much at its final day for me. Hope you guys had a good Christmahanukwanzica! I love that word.

She wasn't gonna do it.

She was gonna do it.

She wasn't gonna do it.

She was gonna do it.

Oh, god, she was gonna do it.

After pulling about fifty-something petals off of a flower in her virtual prison cell, Helen had come to a conclusion.

She picked up the phone, thinking twice. She dialed one number. Two. Three. Four.

She hung up. No way was she going to do this. No way.

Way. One number. Two.

She hung up again.

Why am I going back and forth? This is sad. Easy, Helen. Easy, girl. They're worrying about you. They are. Right? Easy. Easy. No, don't look at the phone. Don't pick up, don't- oh what the heck.

She dialed another number. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. She thought again. She thought for about five minutes. She pressed the call button and held the phone against her ear.

Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring.

Hi, this is Bob Parr's cell phone. I am not available to answer the phone right now-

Helen hung up. She was glad he wasn't available to answer the phone. She wasn't ready.

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"Ready, Violet?"

Violet nodded. "Ready Mayme?"

Mayme nodded. "Ready mom?

Stacie nodded. "Ready Dash?"

Dash nodded. "Ready dad?"

Bob nodded.

The sped off into the car and took a LONG drive to Edna's. Stacie and Mayme needed a super-suit. (A/N: Well, that was stupid)

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"Are you kidding? I can't give those two super-powers in their suits! It's impossible!"

"No, E, don't you remember? Apogee. I'm Apogee. And this is my daughter. I'm Helen's sister."

"I don't know a Helen."

"You don't?" Mayme was a little weirded out. "Um, uh, OH!" Thank god for super-powers. "Elastigirl. Helen is Elastigirl."

"OH YES! Stacie, right?"

"Yes, my mother's name is Stacie. I'm Mayme."

"Well, it's great to see you back, dahling! I can't believe the years it has been!"

"Well, E, we need you to make us some suits."

"Of course. The same as Bob and Helen?"

"Yes."

"Well, let's see what this does."

E pulled out a very complex calculator from her pocket and started to type in random numbers.

"It will be done in about six hours, dahling. You can't get better than that."

"Uh, Mayme?" It's time for revenge. "I need to borrow your cell phone."

"Um, sure." Oh, god. She really shouldn't. She handed over the electronic object.

Violet dialed seven numbers into the phone and held the phone against her ear. "Hi, Tony. It's Violet."

The rest would be regret.

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It takes so long just to build self confidence for just one simple phone call. Well, it did for Helen. There was only one day until she would be killed. Sydney said that she would get him to come over here, but how? She could ask her. She was sitting right in front of her.

"Helen, have you called Bob yet?"

"No."

"Now's your chance."

Sydney pushed the phone closer to Helen. Her evil plan was working.

Helen didn't know what to do. Whatever Sydney was trying to do, she knew that her evil plan was working.

She took the phone and rushed to her "room" in the house. She locked the door and dialed all seven numbers and called.

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Bob was in the hotel room listening to the plan by Mayme. It was getting boring, so he was glad when he heard his cell phone ring.

He went to the bedroom and sat down in the chair near the desk and pressed the call button.

"Hello?"

"Bob, it's Helen."

"Oh, hey, honey. Thank god you're okay."

"Honey, please be truthful with me and tell me if you like Sydney."

"Helen, please don't ask that."

"Why not? Because you do?"

Bob was searching for words to say, but he couldn't. Already, he was loosing this battle.

"It's just that I'm still not sure. You haven't really been here yet, and I was wondering why. Is it me? Is it her? I mean, what is it?"

"Helen, I-"

"I'm just getting a little worried. Do you even care that I'm being sent to a death trap tomorrow? Do you realize that I'm even here?"

"Honey, please-"

Helen was just getting started. Since she was the winner as of now, she was getting a little sad. Why did he leave? Why did he have to go? Why aren't I the one that he has most recently kissed?

"I'm sorry about this, but I really don't think that you like me anymore. I'm getting too upset to stand it."

Helen hung up and cried like heck.

Bob hung up and signed like heck. But a tear or two did come out.

It was quite an emotional phone call, but it was amazing how it left two people in the dust, two souls left outside while the rain fell, two hearts that had broken. And god, they couldn't feel worse.

Poor people. Oh, so sad, isn't it? They both have no clue that the other one loves each other. But then again, do they know? Eh, I'd better stop the suspense. Maybe I should change the rating of this story again...

Aw, heck. This is depressing. Way too depressing. I don't know how the heck these people can take it! Too much drama. Way too much. But that's why I like it! Because I'm just that crazy! WOO!

Should I sing the review song again?