(I'd like to start this chapter by saying thanks to shadygrl91 and cailyn.B! I worked hard on this story and it's nice to know you liked it! Now, on with the show!)

I stood next to Cam in Ferris's kitchen, leaning against the counter. He had just dialed the Dean of Students' number and was waiting for them to answer.
"This is George Peterson," Cam said, impersonating someone I couldn't quite remember. They must have answered. "Ed, this is George Peterson... Well, we've had a bit of bad luck... Yeah, it's been a tough morning. We've got a lot of family business, so if you wouldn't mind excusing Sloane, I'd appreciate it." After a moment, Cam's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Ed, I'm sorry, did you say you wanted to see a body?... Uh, no, my wife's mother..."
He looked up at me, and I took that as my cue to start crying.
"Wh-What did they say, honey?" I sniffled, wrapping my arms around Cam's waist and grinning up at him before continuing my act.
"I should say you do!"
Oh. Ignore me, then.
"I think you should be sorry, for Christ's sake! A family member dies and you insult me! What the hell is wrong with you?... Pardon my French, but you're an asshole! Asshole! This isn't over, do you read me?... Call me sir, goddammit!"
He's having too much fun with this...
"That's better. You mind your P's and Q's buster, and remember who you're dealing with!"
Ferris appeared in the doorway, tugging on the sleeve of his suit. "Bueller. Ferris Bueller."
"Nice James Bond impression," I said.
He nodded in thanks.
"I'm scared," Cam said, "because what if he recognizes my voice?"
"Impossible, you're doing great!" Ferris mouthed/whispered.
Cam moved the phone back up to his ear, a proud grin on his face.
"Rooney! Rooney, calm down! I don't have time to bark at you, so I'm going to make this short and sweet."
"Perfect! I love it!" Ferris signed 'ok' with his hand.
"I want my daughter out in front of the school in ten minutes, by herself."
Ferris lurched forward and hit Cam on the arm.
Cam covered the mouthpiece with his hand. "What the hell was that for?!"
"By herself! That's too suspicious; he'll never buy it!" Ferris hissed. "Cover it!"
"You!"
"Talk!" "You!"
"Talk!"
"Come on!" Cam pleaded. He put the phone back up to his ear anyways. "Rooney! Arg! I've changed my mind! I want you out front with her! I've got some things to say to you, by God!"
Ferris slapped the phone out of Cam's hand and it clattered to the kitchen floor. The boys scrambled for it, but Cam got it first.
"On second thought, I don't have time to talk right now! We'll get together soon and have lunch!"
Ferris kicked Cam in the ass as he hung the phone up.
"Ow! What the hell is your problem?!"
"Where's your brain?" Ferris yelled.
"Why'd you kick me?" Cam demanded.
"Where's your brain?"
"How can we pick up Sloane if Mr. Rooney is there?" Ferris inquired.
Cam scoffed. "I said for her to be there alone, and you freaked."
"I didn't hit you," Ferris said, "I lightly slapped you."
"You hit me."
Wow, Cam...
"You know what, don't ask me to participate in your stupid crap if you don't like the way I do it." Cam sighed angrily. "You make me get out of bed, you make me come over here, you make me make a phony phone call to Edward Rooney. The man could squash my nuts to oblivion! And then... And then you deliberately hurt my feelings!"
"I didn't deliberately hurt your feelings," Ferris insisted.
"Really?" Cam asked doubtfully.
"Really. No, I didn't."
Cam sighed and grabbed his jersey (he had taken it off before making the call), making his way towards the door.
"Where are you going?" Ferris asked.
"I'm going home. Come on, Mer."
I had barely moved when Ferris said, "Cameron, wait! I didn't mean to lose my temper. That was uncalled for."
"Really?" Cam gave him a disbelieving look.
"Really. You did screw up, though—not that it was entirely your fault."
"Why?" Cam looked at Ferris suspiciously. "Well, to fix the situation, I'm going to need a small favor..." Ferris said.
Uh-oh... What is he up to?

(This chapter is a bit shorter, but that was the perfect place to leave off! :D Now, I feel like Cameron and Ferris's name are in this too often, but I'm a bit worried that you guys will be confused about who's saying what, especially since a lot of you may not have seen the movie as many times as I have (I have the Ferrari make memorized)... Well, see ya next chapter!)