John Cena Prank Call Novels & Stories

Then explains "We put check marks by them blue if it's called red if it's a no after we called so each one will have two check marks by it and last but not least we have the green for if we get a yes." I nod and say,"That sounds great, " and we start making calls. We basically say "hi sorry to bother you, but I'm looking for a man named Jax Anderson." The man on the phone says," Yes, I'm Jax, "and I asked my next question." About nineteen years ago, did you know a woman named Cynthia Taylor? " He said no, and I deflated instantly "Ok sir sorry for bothering you, thank you. "

Big j trying to make a joke to cheer him up but Johnson is not in the mood as he maintained thesame emotional state. "ummm oka..y that obviously didn't work. Come on Johnson talk to me what happened!" Big j persisted. "I'm fine Big j, just some issues I got to take care of." Johnson replied faking a smile. "are you sure?, you know if you need someone to talk to I will always be here for you." Big j said. " Yah man I know that, thanks a lot" his phone rang. "Hello" Johnson answered the call. "good morning Mr Johnson, my name is Daisy, I'm calling you in respect of the transaction between you and Mrs Smith I am her accountant." the person on the phone said politely.

Sentinel said, "Come over to my apartment now." Loo replied, "Fine, I'll be there." She entered back into her car and drove away. _______ Jaxon was at his office, sleeves rolled up, working on his laptop. His phone vibrated, and when he picked it up, he saw Cynthia's name. He laughed and said, "Hello Cynthia f*cking Monroe." Cynthia replied, "Yea, hi Jaxon. I'm really not calling for pleasantries or anything." Jaxon said, "Ok, what's up? Your scissors sister broke up with you."

He said and I pointed to the center console that showed a video feed of him on the roof from the camera I set up. "When he wakes up, we get a front-row seat!" I said laughing, he opened a wormhole outside the truck to our plane of hell and grabbed a couple of sodas for us to drink, giving me one and closing the wormhole we calmed down from our practical jokes joke, we were assholes and we knew it. I slid a CD into the radio and pressed play, starting 21st Century Breakdown by Green Day. I skipped to the ninth track and "Peacemaker" started playing. We simultaneously counted up and sang the intro of the song. "One Two Three Four!" We sang as the song started and I played air guitar with a lit

Jessica chuckled, explaining her jest. Ethan smiled and retorted, "I thought you had claimed not to be boastful or egotistical?" "Indeed, I did make such a claim and I am neither of those," Jessica responded. "Are you certain? You just stated that your car is parked outside and your driver is waiting for you," Ethan queried. "Guess what," Jessica insisted. "What?" Ethan asked. “It was a prank," Jessica revealed. "A prank!" Ethan exclaimed. "Yes, I just played a prank on you; there is neither a car parked outside nor a driver awaiting me," Jessica clarified.

It was a call from an unknown number. Joseph answered the call, and a distorted robotic voice came through the speaker. The caller was using a voice changer. The caller began, "Hey, I've heard you've been looking for me." Joseph asked, "Are you a person or a ghost?" The caller replied, "You've offended me. Do exactly as I say, and I'll leave you a way out. Otherwise, I'll make you wish you were dead." Joseph frowned, wanting to end the call. Just then, an idea struck him. He said, "Yara, why are you trying to play mysterious? I think you should change your name. You should call yourself Bitch Zahn instead. It's a combination of your parents' names."

I turned toward the staircase to leave them alone, but then I heard a voice from the top of the staircase. “What’s happening here?” Peter Kellerman descended the staircase like a king returning to his throne, one hand smoothing down his shirt and the other running through his hair. His cocky grin was already in place, the very same one that made me want to throw something at his head. Great. Just great. All three of us froze, staring at him like he’d appeared out of thin air. “It’s nothing,” Samantha started, but I stepped in, because SCREW THAT. “Actually, I just got a prank call from a burner. It could be Russell. But sure, Dad, let’s all pretend it’s nothing, like always.” I grunted.

“What is this? Did you hire someone to pretend to be interested in you?” Jameson’s expression hardened instantly. “Watch your words.” Talia barely looked at him. “If you don’t leave with her right now,” she said coldly, “I’ll make sure both of you spend the rest of your lives rotting in prison.” The ballroom had gone almost completely silent now. Jameson stared at her for a long second before calmly reaching into his pocket and pulling out his phone. Talia frowned slightly. “What exactly are you doing?” Jameson didn’t answer her.

That night, I came down with a high fever. I was barely conscious—my mind drifting between dreams and delirium. For a moment, I thought it was still three years ago. Instinctively, I called Howard for help. But instead of his voice, I heard Phoebe's syrupy tone on the other end. "Who's calling you at this hour, Howie?" It was late, yet the two of them were still together. The fog in my head cleared just enough for me to hang up the phone immediately.

PS: Fire employee with IDs 1425, 678, 1368, and 844 unless you like being spied on by Vivian Stone. PPS: Might wanna tell a good reason why a nurse was visiting you. Jenn is a prankster (hard to believe, I know), and I am afraid you won’t like what she would come up with.” _ Jonathan read it twice and did not know if he should laugh or cry. She was having a blast - like playing a game. Jonathan was enthralled and scared at the same time. But it was a good kind of scary. He looked at Jennifer and shook his head.