...e, so if he picks up, he'll recognize me and hang up the phone. I
need somebody else to do it, at least at first. Like, pretend you're
a friend of Kate's from school or something.""I could--" Meg
began.Peter cut her off. "I wanna do it! I wanna do it!""Petah, Meg would
sound a lot more like a teenage girl than you would," said
Lois."I am a
teenage girl," Meg whined."You're more like a
he-she," said Chris."Shut up, fatso!""I wanna do it!"
Peter insisted."Peter shall do the
fake girl voice," Mayhem announced. "Now shush. I'm
dialing." She dialed a number into the phone and pressed
Speakerphone."Yeah?" a gruff
man's voice answered."Hi," said
Peter, in a high-pitched voice he must have thought sounded like a
girl's. "Is Kate there?""Who's callin'?""This is,
uh--""Petrova," Lois suggested."Petrova,"
said Peter. "I'm a friend a' Kate's, from school.""Hang on, I'll get
her," said the man. "KATHLEEN! PHONE!""Hello?" said a
girl's voice, suspiciously. "Dad said this was Petrova. I don't
know any Petrovas--this is rural Maine,
for God's sake. Who is this?"Peter handed the phone to
Mayhem."Hi, Kate," said Mayhem."Mayhem? How
are you calling me? You're in prison," Kate said skeptically."How--""I
read. I watch the news. This new supreme ruler of the world of ours
isn't exactly camera-shy," said Kate. "So I'm guessing you
want to get out of this mess?""Yep.""And
you want my help.""Uh-huh.""Awesome.
I haven't helped anyone brea...