Prank Call Regular Show Novels & Stories

"First rule, there would be no phones during the duration of this show to keep your rankings confidential. Anyone who has something to do with his phone can do it now before we get the phones." Immediately after he said that Alexa took out her phone very quickly and began to message Mary. “Mary, Susan is one of the participants of this show. Knowing Susan, she would probably do something stupid in the show, when she makes her first mistake, please release the evidence against her, this is our perfect opportunity to strike, Jack is preoccupied with his company, and Susan is not going to be able to access the internet because of this show and Vera is out of the country. This is the best time t

Simon just chuckled at the irritated Mark. They were driving towards the airport when Amanda’s phone rang. “Hello?” Amanda could not hear the other line clearly. She was hearing static sounds followed by a voice machine. “Hello?” she greeted again waiting for someone to speak. “Hello! Welcome to ‘how to make babies dot com’” the voicemail said. She quickly ended the call knowing that it was a prank call. She’s receiving such calls recently. She would just block the number.

"Stop it guys, it's not funny anymore. I dislike being pranked!" The warning did not scare whoever was on the other line because he laughed evilly and I imagined him to have red horns on both sides of his head. I shook the thought out of my head and hung up. Who did he think he was to be pranking me with stupid calls? He better not call me back. Suddenly, my phone started ringing in my hand again and it was that same unknown caller ID. I took the call with a bile rising up my throat. "What do you want?!" I growled.

It could be him who determines whether or not participants passed the audition. "Okay," said Praveen. He was getting ready to do a monologue scene like in the script. But before he started, his cell phone suddenly rang. At first he ignored it, and the phone kept ringing. He paused for a moment and apologized to the panelists who seemed disturbed by the ringing of the phone. Praveen reached his pocket to get the phone. On the screen he saw Auntie Neha's number. He looked distempered. The call was really annoying. He immediately turned off the phone.

What if he won’t answer my call? I was about to hang up the call but suddenly he answer it “hello” The first voice that I heard is North; now it is confirm that this is his number. But I didn’t speak because I am scared “hello?” He repeated, but still I didn’t spoke “bro, I think someone is pulling a prank on me” I rolled my eyes because of his conclusion, really? Prank? “North” they were all startled; the moment I spoke they all screamed “oh shit! Come on men, introduce yourself!”

Is this a prank call? “Alright, the person on the call who hasn’t spoken a word. Maybe you just like my voice a little too much. I swear you’ll hear a slam as I hung up if you do not say anything within the next 30 seconds” I started counting backwards and growing impatient as I felt a strong stream of anguish flow to my temple. “Alright.” I mumbled sternly, rolling my eyes at the back of my back. “Have a lovely evening. There was again… nothing.

He pulled out his phone, tapped a few times, then turned the screen toward me. "Transferred." Three seconds later, my phone buzzed. [Deposit received: $50,000.00. Balance: $50,235.05.] My hand shook so hard I almost dropped my phone. Ezra leaned in, his voice low and warm against my ear. "One-day girlfriend allowance. Enough? If not, I'll send more." I froze and pinched my thigh. Yeah. That hurt. The comments instantly lost their minds— [AHHHH! I told you he's a jackpot guy!!! Mia literally hit the lottery!!]

If you keep spreading rumors, I'm calling the cops. Still stunned, I obediently commented: [Consider it handled.] Back when I was still helping promote Rita's hospital, I had also tried running a social media account where I posted simple medical advice and health tips. I had managed to gain around ten thousand followers. Now, seeing that Faith had actually posted a rare selfie, even her silent followers came flooding into the comments. Perhaps out of pure amusement, everyone began copying my comment in unison. [Consider it handled.] Someone abruptly changed the subject.

I frowned when I saw the unknown number calling my phone. “H-Hello?” answer on the other line. There was silence for a few seconds. I'm annoyed because it doesn't even answer the line, I've said hello several times, still nothing. "HELLO? IS THIS A PRANK CALL? IF IT'S A PRANK CALL FIND YOUR MATRITRAPAN! I DON'T-” I was cut off when the person on the other line spoke. I was horrified to hear his familiar voice. My blood warmed immediately because of his laughter.

Then groaned too. “Oh.” “We are adults.” “Unfortunately.” “We have responsibilities.” “Very rude of life.” I laughed. Then stretched. “I’m sleeping.” “Must be nice.” “You are also sleeping.” “No.” “Anna.” “I have meetings.” “So do I.” “You own the company.” “And?” “You can cancel.” I stared at her. She stared back. Then we both burst out laughing. “Goodnight, menace.” “Goodnight, PR queen.” The call ended. The room became quiet again.