Okay. This one's 112 words. It's kind of a follow-up to Cigars but I suppose it goes on its own too. My computer has committed suicide and deleted all my planning for The New Girl so the next chappie will be a while. It doesn't mean that you get off the hook for not reviewing Chapter Two- Battlefield though! Come on, REVIEW!

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Let's not beat around the bush here. Everyone knows I'm smart. Not just smart. Very very smart. So why isn't my precious customized, one-of-a-kind mobile responding to me? Maybe something's up with the wires. Yes, that's it. No problem- I have my toolbox sitting on the desk of the Ops Booth so it'll only take me thirty seconds to fix.

Maybe not.

All the wires are snipped. Just cut clean in two! Who would do something like this?

Julius has just walked in here with the biggest smile on his face.

"Phone trouble, Foaly?" he asks pleasantly, hands me a memo and strolls out again.

Oh, I'm going to kill that elf...

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Hee hee. Review please!