Hey guys! This one really isn't a prank call, but I couldn't resist putting it up here. Enjoy!

G POV

"Could this place be anymore boring?" Iggy ranted. Sometimes, I swear that boy could do a better job of concealing his frustration. I don't really blame him though...

"For a blind man and a live whoopie cushion, no." I answered

Iggy groaned in response. Sometimes he was just like Max. Or at least Max at certain times. It was a strange thing that I'm still trying to figure out to this very day- she is only lilke that for one week in a month, the rest of the time she's tolerable. I'm too scared to ask when she is mad so I normally hide in my room till the week is up. Strange little pattern that is.

Currently, the Ig and I are the only beings in the house. Maz and Fang went flying and probably eating each other's faces, while Nudge, Angel, and Total went walking. What? Yeah, we can fly but its nice to use our legs every once in a while.

"Do you want to build a bomb or something?" I dropped the question out of no where, eager to do something. Heck, I 'd settle for eating toenails over what I'm doing now...which is biting my fingernails. I's be damned if he said no(and yes, I just used a curse word; the best part of Angel and Max's abscence).

"We're out of gun powder."

I unleashed a wierd half scowl as my blue eyes landed on a small, black piece of magical, twenty first century technology: a cell phone. I think it belongs to Fang, but who cares? I have thwarted employees and secretaries to annoy!

I retrieved the phone that was laying upon the glass coffee table that was miraculously still in one piece and jumped up in an abrubt, loud way to snatch Iggy's attention.

"What the hell?" he demanded, obviously upset to have been dragged out of his beauty sleep. Iggy was probably as shocked as I was to have not been snapped at by Max. Habit. It really sucks when she is always on our case about that; even when she is not here you feel as if you'll be slapped.

"I have a phone...it's Fang's" I told him," Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

All of a sudden, Iggy suggested something I would have never thought of in a million years, or at least until I expire," You want to call Max to ruin her, erm, alone time with Fang?"

I was just going to call Waffle House or boy is a genius right next to being a pyro -maniac. And that's genius with a capital G. Or J...? Oh well, leave it to The Genius to decide.

"That is the most diabolical scheme of yours ever, Ig...good thinking!"

"It's what I'm here for."

"No, you're here to help me build bombs."

"That too."

I shifted gears. If this was going to go good, I had to be serious. Or at least act serious. Anything to aviod getting the whip cracked on me.

"So, like, what exactly did you have in mind?"

Iggy swallowed for some reason, his Adam's apple bobbing in his throat," Well, just act liike yourself- keep up a conversation with, you know, conversation things. When she tries to hang up, ask another question and act as if is important."

I almost nodded, but caught myself.

This was going to be great.

Plumping down on the couch, I steadily began browsing Fang's contacts. I snorted when I came across Max's name with a heart beside it. Houw could it get any girlier? I didn't bother informing Ig; it was just another thing for me to use against Fang.

The phone rang a few times before Max's confused voice broke through," Hello? Gazzy?"

I put on my happiest voice, so she could tell that is was me,: Hey Max! How'd you know it was me?"

"Well um, Fang's here beside me and I can see Angel and Nudge strolling around from where we sit. WHat are you doing with Fang's cell?"

"I was bored and all of a sudden-ta da!- Fang's phone magically appears on the coffee table. There's nothing else to do around here so I thought I what better to do than call you, Maximum dearest." I said sweetly.

"Okay, um Gazzy, I can tell you're up to something."

"No...why would you think that?" I queried. If she were in front of me I would have to mask my smile with my best poker face. P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face. Sorry, I couldn't resist.

Max drawled in a simmering breath," First of all, you don't even sound like yourself. TO top it, you don't just call me out of boredom or drop me a name like 'Maximum dearest'. Either tell me what is going on or fing something else to do."

Wow, she really sounded annoyed. Must be that week again.

But on the bright side, mission accomplished.

"Well...I'm wearing underwear today."

I know its random, but anything to make her proud. Beside me, Iggy coughed to hide his laughter.

There was a threee second pause, "That's good. If that's all I really need to go-"

"No Max, just wait-"

"What! What do you want?"

Quickly, I scanned my brain for something to say. Then, I finally decided to man up and ask her if it were that darn old week.

"Max, is it that week again?"

"What week?"

"Well, sometimes you get mad and you stay that way for a week. But it only happens like once in a month." Iggy tensed in his spot; I don't understand why though.

"I don't know what you're talking about..." her voice was quiet, then transposed to anger again," Oh my gosh! I can't believe you would ask me that! Gazzy, don't you ever ask any women that, ever! Do you understand?"

"Um...okay... I don't get the danger in it..." I trailed off, confused. This was supposed to be a fun phone call; I did what Iggy told me to- I kept the conversation alive.

"We'll talk about this when I get home." Max snappped, then the phone clicked. We were disconnected.

Iggy quickly stood up," Wow, you really screwed up." And with that, he turned on his hell and evacuated as if I had broke wind.

"I did what you told me to!" I shouted after him. He was already gone.

What did I do?

Max was sitting beside me on the couch, seething. Even Fang wasn't in here.

"Gaz, don't ask a woman if she is on her cycle, ever." She firmly demanded.

"What does it mean when she is on her cycle?"

Do I really want to know this?

Max sighed.

"So, never ask any woman that. Okay?" Max finally finished. I'm about to throw up.

I seriously didn't mean for her to go into detail on what that was. Things were so awkward now. My face was red.

Why didn't you stop me from asking that Iggy? I won't be able to eat for a week now.

And strangely, I'm more freaked out than Max. You would think...

I couldn't speak another word. I just nodded.

"Good." Max dismissed. "Fang, Iggy, y'all don't have to hide anymore. It's safe."

Not a thing in the house stirred.

Oh Gazzy, Gazzy, Gazzy... why did you ask that? Haha, gotta love him!

At least he doesn't have to wonder anymore!

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