Chapter 3: Ring, Ring! Who Is It? Its Me, GOD
"What. The. Heck, Craig." Stoneteller sighed.
"What? It's a solid idea? Better than yours!" Craig pointed out.
"That's my point! If I can't email my dead grandmother, how the hell am I gonna call her?" Stoneteller growled.
"Wait, you had a grandmother?" Craig scrunched up his face in confusion.
Stoneteller blinked.
"Well, yeah, everyone has a grandma."
"Oh," Craig stared at the floor. "I thought ya just ascended from heaven or some shit!"
"No! And that's off topic, back to the matter at hand! I-I mean paw!"
Stoneteller grabbed his phone back and stared at his Cocomelon phone case.
Why do I have this?
Then he remembered, it was his Christmas present from Brook last year. He put it on so she wouldn't have hurt feelings.
"Ok, let's try it!" he said to Craig. "We need our ancestors!"
"Yeah! That's what I'm talkin' 'bout!" Craig put his paws in the air.
He shuffled behind Stoneteller as he turned on the phone.
"Uuumm, Stoneteller? Why is your screensaver you and Talon doing the fortnite dance over Feathertail's grave?"
Stoneteller froze.
"THAT'S PHOTOSHOP!" Stoneteller said, awkwardly.
He quickly entered his password: 0000. Then he tapped on the call app.
"Uh, Craig? I just realized something." Stoneteller said.
"What?" Craig asked.
"I don't have their phone number."
There was silence.
"Fuck." said Craig.
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