Ellen= Italics
Eric= Bold
"Hello?"
"Hi cupcake girl!"
"Mysterious boy?"
"The one and only!"
"Why are you calling?"
"Well you see, I needed to know what happened with all the cupcake business. Did you ever get ahold of your friend? Did your house burn down? The suspense is killing me."
"You've said that before and you didn't die soooo...."
"But...but....."
"Ok fine. She came over. We survived, made cupcakes and the house didn't burn down, then we sold them. Happy?"
"Do you have any extra cupcakes?"
"....."
"Well...?"
"Yes."
"Can I have some?"
"Nope."
"Awww, why not?"
"Because Mysterious Boy, I said so."
"Not fairrr."
"My cupcakes. My rules."
"I'm glaring at you through the phone."
"I'm so terrified."
"You're so meaaan."
"Sarcastic, there's a difference. And there might be a way for you to get some cupcakes."
"Really? How?"
"Well, you simply have to... drive to the nearest store and buy some."
".. .... You're no fun."
"I would beg to differ, that was funny."
"To you maybe, but not to me."
"Haha, well I have to go now."
"Well bye then cupcake girl."
"Bye mysterious boy."
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A Call For Cupcakes|Dialogue Story|
Teen FictionWhat happens when in a cupcake baking frenzy Ellen Harper, intending to call her best friend, ends up calling a totally different person? Eric Zane gets a random call asking for help, help in the form of baking cupcakes. What will happen if he keeps...
