Voicemail

[once_a_traitor]

"You've reached Edmund. Edmund Pevensie. If you leave a message on the telephone, I can listen to it when I return and push the right button, I think."

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[morpherboy]

"Ten thousand? Seriously? Tell Eddie that he's going to seriously rethink his career choices. I'm not some two bit starlet he's parading around." Marco snapped into the phone, kind of hoping to reach his manager in a different universe. Only not.

[once_a_traitor]

[Continued here]

[thismaskiwear]

Poor Edmund. Hopefully he'd have hearing left after Katchoo's response to the latest irritating message.

"LOOK, IT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS WHOSE SADDLE I'M POLISHING! WHAT THE HELL KINDA STUPID INNUENDO IS THAT ANYWAY?"

Crazy Phone Day

[carsexual]

(from here)

Oh, man, look, I don't know what I said to make you so mad, sir, but I'm really, really sorry. Sometimes my mouth just runs, you know? Please forgive me. I don't wanna fail, my mom will kill me if I fail.

Re: Crazy Phone Day

[once_a_traitor]

[Continued here]

[grasshopper_mol]

"Uh, hi? Edmund, this is Molly? I got a weird message from you, and I just wanted to check that everything was okay."

[once_a_traitor]

"Molly, hello. I didn't try to telephone you, but with the way the lines were acting the other day, it wouldn't surprise me if a message was redirected to you by accident."

[grasshopper_mol]

"Oh, okay. It sounded a little strange, and...yeah. You're okay, otherwise?"

[once_a_traitor]

"Bored," he admitted. "But we've had this conversation. Are you well?"

[notahostage]

"So, Ed, you know how during that thing we're pretending never happened there was talk about fruit-baskets and candy...well, you might want to think about visiting Wonka's. Just saying."