Misdialed

T H E-S E C O N D-C A L L

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'Hello?'

'Hey! What's up chili!'

'Oh no...its you again, and for your information for your useless brain, I'm not a chili.'

'Oh, but you are. You're always so cold and all.'

'Chilies are hot not cold.'

'Quit being an Einstein.'

'Even a 5-year old could figure that out.'

'Ugh see you're being an Einstein...'

'Whatevs. So, back to the topic, why did you call me? For starters, I don't need you annoying presence in my life.'

'Oh please, I know you want to...'

'I don't want to.'

'I was bored, so I called you. End of story.'

'For your information, I am not used to eliminate other people's boredom.' 

'So, what's you name chili?

'I can't trust you yet with my beautiful and precious name. You might be a stalker, or serial killer, who knows.'

'Oooh, when did you become so smart?'

'Gasp! So you are?' 

'No I'm not! However, I do murder food.'

'You are so dangerous...I'm going.'

'Please tell me you name! I'm literally pouting!'

'Gross...and no.'

'My pouts are so cute, you might die out of cuteness.'

'More like horror. I might be scarred for life.'

'No, you will be so in love with my pout that you will forget about me!'

'That's good then.'

'And here I thought we were establishing a relationship here.'

'That will only happen when hell freezes over and the world dies.'

'Aw, come one. What am I to you? Tell me the truth!'

'A useless human'

'I said the 'truth''

'Its the truth. Bye, useless human!'

'Wait! I do not approve of that-!'

Call ended by Pout Hater...

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A/N: Hope you liked this chapter! Well, I enjoyed it...