John Egbert (
ghostytrainer) wrote2011-01-16 12:07 pm
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voice mail
Oh hey, what's up?
[There's a pause, perhaps you should tell him why you called. At least until he interrupts...]
Hey, that's cool, but guess what?!
[Another short pause, perhaps you should guess what is so important that John felt the need to interrupt your surely riveting story.]
I am not actually here right now! So leave me a message and I will get back to you as soon as I can!
[You cannot hope to beat John Egbert in a prank-off. He is simply the best there is.]
Hehehehe...you totally fell for it, didn't you?
[Beep!]
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[There's a pause, perhaps you should tell him why you called. At least until he interrupts...]
Hey, that's cool, but guess what?!
[Another short pause, perhaps you should guess what is so important that John felt the need to interrupt your surely riveting story.]
I am not actually here right now! So leave me a message and I will get back to you as soon as I can!
[You cannot hope to beat John Egbert in a prank-off. He is simply the best there is.]
Hehehehe...you totally fell for it, didn't you?
[Beep!]
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hehe
Mmmm....John what are you making? It smells as if I've died and gone to heaven.
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Alright, alright.
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Close your eyes!
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[There's sounds of movement from the other side of the kitchen as John pulls something out of the oven.]
Now keep them closed! Or else I will have Slimer cover them for you and we both know that you don't want that.
[Aside from the clink of plates and the patter of bare feet on linoleum, there's nothing to really give Rose a clue of what John is doing. But it sounds as though he has at least moved over to the table now.]
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Alright, open them!
[When she does, she will find a plate of red pancakes covered in powdered sugar directly in front of her. In the middle of the table is a plate of unfrosted cinnamon buns and a small bowl of fruit that was totally there the whole time but Katar only just realized that it was never mentioned.
Go Katar.There's also a small erving bowl of some kind of white glaze-like substance that can really only be cream cheese for both the red velvet pancakes and the cinnamon buns both.][John is sitting across from her, head resting on his hands and grinning from ear to ear, awaiting Rose's judgement.]
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...John...
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[Still just grinning and waiting for a response that's a little longer than one word.]
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And now that glaze is pouring over the pancakes. Just a drizzle, but still.
And then she's biting into it and oh it's like heaven. Look at that look on her face. John you killed her.]]