by Casey (Jedi at aemail4u.com)
Disclaimer: I don't own Sherlock Holmes in the 22nd Century
or its characters but the fic is mine.
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"ZEDIT!!! WHAT IS WITH THIS STUPID VIDPHONE!!!!!" a very angry
Beth Lestrade raged as she began to click the button angered more
by what she saw; once again, no active display screen and no way
to track down her tormentors.
Suddenly a feminine voice picked up out of the background and
gleefully exclaimed, "This is Quell Insurance Inc. and Iím here
to offer an exciting new offer on our hovercar insurance at a
rate of no less than you can afford. We have great deductibles
"I DONíT WANT ANY OF YOUR STUPID INSURANCE! NOW LEAVE ME ALONE
AND OFF YOUR CALLING PLAN!!!!!!!"
As the tired Yardie began to sink into her sofa for relaxing
nap, the phone began to ring once more...........
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"WHAT THE ZED DO YOU WANT!!!????"
No visual once again. This time an older male voice who
probably had seen too many years answered. "Now listen here,
child. Iím with the Quell Insurance Inc, and Iím here to offer
you an exciting new offer on our home insurance at a rate no less
than you can afford, sonny. We have nice deductibles and........"
"I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO TAKE ME OFF YOUR CALLING PLAN!!!! THIS
"Now, you may have been taken off of one of our branchís
calling plan but each branch contains separate plans. So, are you
interested in our nice deductibles and .............."
"LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!!!!"
As she slammed the phone down, pure anger coursed through her
veins as her frustration began to mount.........
Meanwhile, in an alley somewhere within New London, gales of
laughter were heard throughout the streets.
Three young teens were crowded around a small payphone as they
laughed and giggled hysterically away.
As one beeped instructions, the other two teens began to insert
more coins into the pay-vidphone. Before dialing the number, they
all took a second to regain control over their laughter and
voices before continuing with their evil deed.
Back at the yardiesí flat.......a vid-phone is heard ringing.....
"If this keeps up much more Iím going to destroy that vidphone!
WHY WONíT THIS STUPID SCREEN WORK!?!?!?!?!?" she growled as she
slammed her fist on the desk.
A younger, more naÔve voice speaks......."This is Quell Insurance
Inc. and Iím here to offer you an exciting new offer on our life
insurance at a rate no less than you can afford. We have nice
deductibles and a plan for everyone! Wonít you buy our insurance
"IF YOU DONíT LEAVE ME ALONE I SWEAR I WILL FIND YOU AND GIVE
YOU THE MOST PAINFUL DEATH...IMAGINABLE."
.........A dial tone is heard as the teens once again break into fits
Laughter filling the streets of New London. Not often does one
find such occurrences, nowadays. I should know. However, a
challenge is at hand and I shall not step down.
"Move aside, Irregulars. And watch a pro," a voice from behind
the teens smugly said.
Jumping at the sound, at first the Irregulars looked for an
escape but then noticing the mischievous grin on Holmesí face
convinced them they were far from in trouble.
"But Mr. Holmes, weíve run out of credits to spend." Deidre
said solemnly and regretfully.
"Ah, yes. But my allowance is far greater than your own." And
with a smug smile and a couple more credits, the number was once again
A vidphone is heard ringing at a certain yardieís apartment.......
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