A/N: I wrote this years ago, after the release of the third book, I think. Anyway, I found it in an old journal of mine and thought it was cute, so I updated it a bit and here it is. When I wrote it I intended it to be a one-shot, but if I get positive feedback I might expand it.
Disclaimer: If I owned Children of the Lamp Phil would have fixed Dybbuk, and they'd be dating by now. So clearly I don't own it.
Long Distance Call
Philippa glanced at her cell phone as the song "Guys Like Me" began to play. She grinned and thought about the phone bill he must be paying. Laughing a little she answered the phone, "Hello?"
"You know it's me, wet-wipe."
She chuckled again. She could almost see him roll his eyes. He sounded kind of irritated as he demanded, "What's so funny, Phil?"
"Nothing," she said, "I could just see your face when you said that."
"Really? Huh, so how's life in that icebox you call New York?" Dybbuk asked.
Philippa rolled her Djinnverso dice languidly. "About the same as when you called yesterday. How's your cell phone bill?" she answered teasingly.
"Massive, and do you know how much I wish for you to live on this side of the continent? Faustina's probably pissed with me for filling up Iravotum with all those unfulfilled wishes," Dybbuk complained.
"Aw, that's sweet of you," Phil said affectionately. She looked over her dice. She'd gotten a Bastion. Phil smiled widely before asking, "When are you coming to New York next?"
"On the way, actually. Mom wants to check up on her clinic there," he replied.
"Awesome! So I'll see you in a few hours?" she said excitedly.
"Yep," there was a pause and Philippa could hear Jenny Sachertorte yelling in the background, "I've got to go Phil. Love you," he said hurriedly.
Phil nodded to herself, even though she knew he couldn't see it. "Love you too, Buck. Bye."
"Bye," he said, and then all she heard was dead silence.
With that Philippa shut her phone and returned to her game of Djinnverso.