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Ring, Ring!

Scott walked up to Twitch. "Say thanks to the fans for me," He said quietly.

"Say it yourself," Twitch grinned.

Scott blinked. "Say it myself?"

Twitch nodded.

"W-Well, uh... thanks, guys. I appreciate it." Scott smiled a little.

Twitch grinned back. "Also, I have a question for you."

"You do?"

"Sure thing," Twitch said as the others came over. "I was wondering, does your phone-head actually work?"

"Nope," Scott lied quickly. Somehow he'd always been self-conscious about that. Not to mention the fact that everyone would ask him to call people and stuff.

"Sure it does!" Vincent said. "What's the point of having a phone-head that doesn't call people?"

Scott shook his head fervently. "Nope. Never has."

"Pff, liar," Mike said. "Why wouldn't it work?"

"Well, Scott? Does it or doesn't it?" Fritz asked.

Vincent rolled his eyes. "It's easy to tell." He quickly ran up to Scott's side and whispered something.

Scott's phone began to ring, and he blushed bright red. "V-Vincent!"

"See?~" Vincent grinned and said something else quietly. Scott's phone rang even louder.

Satisfied, Vincent stepped back, grinning.

Mike raised an eyebrow. "What did you say to him, Vincent?"

Vincent winked at Mike. "That's Scotty and my little secret~"

"Cool!" Twitch said. "It does work!"

Scott calmed down his rings and glared at everybody. "It's not funny."

"No, it's not. It's awesome!" Twitch held herself back from picking up his phone and calling someone.

Mike, however, did not. He picked up Scott's receiver. A loud dial tone emanated from Scott, who angrily snatched the receiver back out of his hands and placed it back on his head. "Mike!"

Jeremy nodded. "C-Cool."

Scott sighed. "I guess that cat's out of the bag..."

"You lied to us for that long?" Mike smirked. "I can't believe you were such a phony."

Everyone stared at Mike. Scott groaned. "Oh, gawd."