Charlie awoke to the phone ringing. "So help me, if this is Peppermint Patty calling at 1o'clock in the morning, I'm going to hang up." He thought to himself before picking up the phone and listening to the voice. Thankfully, it wasn't Peppermint Patty (like he thought it would be). It was Marcie.
"Hi Charles, sorry to wake you but, how's it going?"
"It's going fine, but why are you calling at 1 in the morning?"
"Charles, do you like me?"
"Do I what?"
"Good grief… Charles, do you like me? Charles?"
"Zzzzz"
"CHARLES, WAKE UP!"
"Zzzzz-Huh? Oh right, what WAS the question again?"
"Forget it, Charles. By the way, thanks for dropping off my homework."
"No problem. By the way, you could've told me that when you called EARLIER."
"I know THAT now, Charles, but I just wanted to call to tell you that Snoopy is over here again."
"Good grief."
"It's okay, Charles. Snoopy's been keeping me company, besides, dogs can't get the chick pox."
"Snoopy's NOT a normal dog."
"Charles, I'll call you later, you must be tired."
"I AM tired."
"Good night (*smooch*)"
"(*blushing*) good night."
And with that, Charlie Brown yawned as he headed back to bed, blushing from ear-to-ear.