Kon'nichiwa and oyogimashoo! Ahaha! Well, alright… The second one means, "let's swim", but it's raining, so I find it very fitting! I hope you all enjoy my fourth chapter, and I'll try to make this one a bit longer than the rest. The others are so short… But, there's not much more you can do and still stay on topic… But, I'll try!

Disclaimer: I don't own Fruits Basket. If I did, Hiro would have to go… He annoys me so bad…

Speaking of annoying sheep, I drew a name out of the evil bowl again, and so, Hiro is our victim! I hope you all like sheep guts!

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Hiro just got home from school and the phone was already ringing. His mom was busy, so he had to answer it this time. The young boy trudged over to the phone and rolled his eyes. Was it to much to ask to relax after school?

The caller spoke first after he picked it up. "Moshimoshi! We have an offer you can't refuse!"

Before the caller was able to finish it's ranting, Hiro said, "Look, my mom is busy, so if you want to sell your junk, call back later. What are you, some kind of idiot? What makes you think that I would be able to buy any of your merchandise? I'm a kid who's too young to get a job. Only an idiot would try to sell merchandise over the phone to a kid. What do you expect me to do?"

"Um…" The telemarketer was at a loss for words.

"What? You are a telemarketer, right? So you're supposed to know what to say! See, you're already failing at your job! Even a monkey could do this job! (A/N: You have no idea…) All you have to do is rehearse what you're going to say, and you need to be ready for anything that the customer might come up with."

The caller was in tears by now. "But… Mr. Sohma-"

"You know my name?" Hiro interrupted again. "What are you, some kind of stalker? You telemarketers are so weird. It's shameful. Seriously, what are you thinking that you're going to gain by annoying people? Are you going to annoy people to where they have to buy your products? That's called blackmail, you idiot, and it's against the law. You people are despicable."

"Sir," said the telemarketer, "I just want to know if you would like to buy some of our sheep guts! They're always very fresh, sir!"

Now Hiro was at a loss for words. These people are selling… sheep guts?

"I very strongly suggest that you buy some, sir! They're very useful indeed! And, they are imported straight from New Zealand!" she said in a much happier voice. "And if you accept our offer, we'll even throw in some wool!"

Hiro, the one who always knew what to say… didn't know what to say. He was cursed with the spirit of the sheep, and this woman was trying to sell him SHEEP GUTS. What kind of cannibal did she think he was? The sikko.

After a few minutes of her babbling, he finally knew what to say. "Look, you simpleton," seethed the sharp-witted boy, "you can't call someone and ask if they want to buy meat. For one, it might rot before it got to them, and second, what if they were a vegetarian!? Are you trying to offend the entire world!? What if I was an animal rights activist!? Huh? What do you think I would have said? You would be in for a world of insults. Don't you have enough brains to know that you can't call strangers up to buy something like meat!? You're sick."

"…Where do you get these ideas? For a kid-"

"Anyone with a brain could understand where I get these ideas. Monkeys have more brains than you. And that's not the worst of it. Even that Honda girl could beat you at a mind game! I thought that the monkey was bad, but you're so stupid that Tohru beats your smarts. And didn't I already say that I didn't want what you're selling? Why haven't you hung up yet? Some people have lives, you know. I don't like talking on phones, in case you haven't noticed. I would like to relax, and here you are, babbling away and taking up my precious time!"

Now the telemarketer was getting mad. "You're the one babbling, not me! I just wanted to know if you wanted any merchandise!"

"And just because you asked, does that mean I have to answer?" Hiro snapped. "I can do what I want! You aren't the boss of me, so why should I listen to you?"

"Will you shut up!?" Yelled the now furious caller.

"How many times am I going to have to explain before you understand that I don't want to buy your merchandise? And my mom's busy, so-"

"Well, ask her later, then!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"Yes"

"No!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"I agree. You are stupid."

"Yes," said the telemarketer in a triumphant tone. "I knew that we would be able to come to an agreeme- hey! You take that back, you stupid brat!"

BEEP!

Now there was a woman speaking from Hiro's line. I'm sorry; this call has been ended due to a time limit. Please try again later.

"Grr…" she said. "No way am I calling back there again… My phone bill can't afford a prank call back to that house…"

And so, Hiro's house has been saved from telemarketers, due to his excessive talking issues.

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I laughed so hard while writing this! I hope you all enjoyed it as much as much as I did! This is my favorite chapter so far! Please review! I would like an answer to this question, though… who do you think was the real victim? The prank caller or Hiro?