*Oh snap! A phone ringing noise! Haven't heard a phone ring in a while, have we?*
Hex: LUCIFER! What is that stupid ringing noise?
Morse: It's the phone ringing. Someone go answer the phone.
Bill: I'll get it. *Zooms towards phone*
Cents: I wonder why we don't use the phone anymore.
Tad: Probably because Swe9tyNE26 is too lazy to keep writing original phone calls, so he cut our phone off and started sending the asks and dares via photos.
Bill: *Picks up phone* Yellow?
Swe9tyNE26: Why, hello, friend...
Bill: *Turns red with rage* YOU AGAIN!
Swe9ty: Did you miss me? Admit it, you missed me!
Bill: Listen you! When I get my stinky hands on you, I'm gonna take your head AND PAINT MY HOUSE WITH YOUR BRAINS!
Swe9ty: Sorry, Bill, but I don't have a brain. Anyways, I have a question for all of ya. What was that thing with Freaky Fred and Little Cents you guys occasionally talk about? I'm DYING to know.
Bill: *Instantly lightens up* Fred Bagges and Little Cents? You mean...that incident? >:)
Swe9ty: >:) Yes, I do mean that incident.
Bill: Why, I'd love to share that thing with the small scale audience. Ehehe.
Swe9ty: Ahaha.
Bill: EHEHE.
Swe9ty: AHAHA.
Bill and Swe9ty: AHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA! 
Cents: What's all that laughing about over there?
Bill: *Hangs phone up* Oh Centy...remember that incident with Fred?
Cents: *Turns a little pink* I-I have no idea about what you're saying.
Bill: Yes you do~.
Cents: Nope. No idea.
Bill: FINE! I'LL TELL THE AUDIENCE MYSELF!
So, Freaky Fred is this insane barber who lives around here to shave off the hair off people's heads. Now, usually that doesn't affect us because, well, no hair, but then Fred started taking interests in our eyelashes. Yep. He shaved off our eyelashes multiple times in the past, like that time when we invited him over after Little Cents's break up with Tim the Watchdog.
Cents: The dummy also shaved a LOT of unicorns in his time, so he keeps unicorn hair in his pockets just in case of Dream demons, so we can't really harm him.
Bill: So, one night we were out at Moe's Tavern when-
*Cents attacks Bill like a face-hugger alien before clawing at him*
Bill: OOOOWWWW! NOT THE EYE! NOT THE EYE!
Tad: I'll handle this. Morse, Hex, you hold down the two.
Morse: *Pulls out police equipment, blows into whistle (...somehow)* Alright, Alright, break it up.
Hex: *Pulls out hunting equipment* Be vwey vwey quiet. I'm hunting Ciphers and Cents.
Tad: So, Fred Bagges walks into Moe's Tavern with us in it. He sits down by us and orders some alcohol. While he was waiting for his drink, he turns towards us and gets out his shaving razor, like he always does. We decided to make Cents our sacrifice and pushed her to Fred. However, Cents had a little too much alcohol and...well, the rest, I got it on tape. *Plays tape recorder*

*Tape recorder time!*
Fred: Cents... your eyelashes. It reminds me of the first time I knew...just how I felt...about hair.
Cents: Oh! So my lashes remind you of something you *hic* like? Does that mean you *hic* like me? W-wow, if this is *hic* flirting, then...*blushes, hic* I think it's working.

Tad: Bleh. I'm just gonna skip all of the boring talk and skip right to the good part!

*Back to the tape recorder!*
Fred: *On Cents bottom lashes now* Dear circle, you lashes not remind of anything found in human kind.
Cents: *Little red now* Oh, Fred, you sure know *hic* how to make a circle blush! You know, you always *hic* freaked me out, but now, with you and all your *hic* compliments, I feel a lot more *hic* flustered. Maybe even *hic* flustered enough to do... oh what the heck? *kissing sounds*

Tad: Yep, you heard it right. That night at Moe's Tavern, Little Cents kissed a freaky, insane barber. Funny thing as well, most people would freak out if a dream demon kissed them, but Fred Bagges went so long without a love interest that he went along with it and also kissed along as well! Don't know if Fred loves Cents back tho- *gets kicked in the eye by Cents* OOOOOWWWW!
Cents: *Slightly red* We will NEVER speak of this again.