Regular Show Phone Prank Novels & Stories

“Mr. Crawford, you should have received the present I sent you!” When Gerald heard his voice, he frowned. “Who are you?” Gerald asked the man on the other end of the phone. “Hehe, don’t be so nervous.! I’m just a nobody who wants to play a game with you!” The man laughed wickedly and said to Gerald without telling Gerald his identity. “Play a game? Hmph, I have no time to play with you. If you are trying to play a prank, sorry, you have the wrong person!” Gerald snorted coldly when he heard what the man had said.

What if this is the stupidest thing I've ever done? Beverly dialed before she could talk herself out of it. The phone rang once. Twice. Three times. "Hello?" A man's voice, groggy with sleep. "Do you have any idea what time it is?" Beverly's throat closed. She couldn't speak. Couldn't make sound. Could only hold the phone against her ear and pray he understood. "Hello? If this is a prank—" She tapped the phone. Rhythmic. Deliberate. The pattern she'd practiced: three short, three long, three short.

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.

*it doesn't involve sex or nude or anything perverted at least, so promise me you will say yes to what I am about to ask* he said and I got worried, but since he said it is nothing perverted. *Ok, I promise* I guess it will be better than having one nightstand. I dropped my phone and eagerly wait for his text to come in, I closed my eyes as I felt the phone vibrated, I picked it to see what the option is only to be shocked beyond reasons for the third time this night.

That was written. "Again these scams are not getting off me, " Faith got irritated. And at another moment, she got a phone call. " Just give me one sec," she said and walks out to hear the call. " Hello, who is there?" She asks and a make voice comes. " Hello, Ms. Anderson here?" He asks. "Yes," she said. "Hello, Ms. Anderson, we are looking for you, we have mailed you numerous times but you are not paying any heed," he said.

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.

“That's odd.” An unknown number… Spam, probably, or else some vendor with deals. I thumbed the message open and it read. “We know your secret.” The sentence sat there, practically glaring back at me. My first reaction was a reflexive roll of the eyes. Pranks happened. People with too much time on their hands enjoyed playing pranks. I almost set the phone down and dragged my cardigan on when another message came. This time it was an image. My fingers hovered, reluctant as I opened it.

“There was an attempted break-in at the store at 7:00am…. “ They are all shocked into silence pondering over the attempted break-in. The silence seems too prolonged so I pick up my phone and send a funny video to all three of them. I smirk I know it's not the right time, but my sense of humor is dark at times. Brandon tenses beside me while both men on the screen get visibly upset. I turn over the camera to show them Noah sitting beside us watching cartoons. “Language, men,” I say, and Brandon snickers. “Aaliyah, this is no time to joke,” Desmond says. “He knew what he was doing, the time is perfect,” Shawn adds. “I just want him found,” Brandon says. “As you ponder over that, there is still

I inquire as I try to balance the phone between my ear and right shoulder. “...” But to my disappointment, I was met with silence. I waited for a few seconds as they say second time is a charm. “Hello?!” I asked again with my voice coated with irritation. “...” What the hell!?? My patience cannot do this anymore! I pull back my phone to look at the screen. The call is still rolling and connected! Then why is this person not saying anything!? Is this a prank call? I swear if this is a prank call I'm going to hunt this person alive.

He rasped out. “That’s none of your business and besides I’d never tell!” I hung up and replaced the phone on the table. “Who was that?” Stacy perked up. “Some rando wanting to know if Mr and Mrs Peters were home.” I shrugged. “That’s pretty weird a q-“ Stacy was interrupted by the ringing phone and she paled in response. “What exactly is your problem? It isn’t Halloween so quit your prank calling and sick jokes!” I lashed out. “If they were home they’d have come to the phone already so I’ll just break it to ya...” he paused releasing a low sinister chuckle under his breath.