Chapter Eight: The Voice Behind the Phone

The next day, TTS was sitting in his armchair watching TV.

RING! RING!

It was the telephone. God, how many times will people call me this week! TTS thought in his head.

He picked up the phone, and said his greeting. He then heard nothing. This was unusual, for somebody ALWAYS started talking immediately.

"He-he-he-hello?" a small voice stuttered into the phone.

"Hello," TTS replied to the non-familiar voice.

The voice was soft, and a little hard to understand. It was high pitched, and it sounded like it was injured pretty badly. Almost like somebody who was just scarred for life by being beaten by a belt. TTS swore he heard of this voice from SOMEWHERE. But where?

The voice replied, "Thought I was dead, eh?"

TTS dropped the phone, with his mouth opened. He KNEW who it was now. It wasn't Smitty. It wasn't SpongeBob. Nor was it Phoney Balogney Moustache Emporium wondering why he hasn't paid his $.99 yet for his fake moustache for a disguise for SpongeBob.

"Are you there?" the voice replied.

The TattleTale Strangler then picked up the phone, and said, "Oh my gosh."

"Loss of words. I knew this would happen," the voice replied. "You have probably forgot about my 9 lives - which I currently only have 2 lives left, due to all the accidents happening to me..."

"But you were in a movie once!" TTS screamed back.

"Heh," the voice replied. "Maybe so, but I still own you. You may be stronger than me. You may be like 5 feet taller than me. But I have twice the brain you will ever have."

TTS knew this was a lie. The guy didn't have barely any brains. Well, most actors don't, in fact.

"Well, I have a little secret for you," the voice replied. "I am not male."

"LIES!" TTS replied. "THIS IS ALL LIES!"

"Heh," the voice replied. "You were always stupider than I am." The voice was now even higher, in a female-type voice. "My name is Mrs. Puss in Boots. I usually play myself male version in movies."

TTS then replied, "YOU ARE LIEING TO ME, DAMN IT!"

"Think about it," she replied. "I'll call back tomorrow."

TTS slammed the phone. No wonder he had fell madly in love with that guy! Turns out it's not a guy after all! Strangley, this made The Strangler want Ms. Puss in Boots even more. He just had to figure this all out tonight.

What will I do? TTS wondered, as he paced the floor. I'll just call Reg or Smitty - they'll know what to do!

--To Be Continued--