KNS: Prank Callers~KNS Style

A/N: Takes place between OAV 2B and Special 2.

(OP: Catch You, Catch Me by Megumi Hinata)

Kouja no Senshi: The Side Stories
Regular Show~KNS Style
Prank Callers~KNS Style

Inside the familiar park house, Mordecai, Rigby, Miss Naughty, Mr. Rude, Paul, Numbah 363, Bobcat, Argit, and Delta were watching an online clip from the site called "Woo Hoo", chuckling.

Miss Naughty: Oh man, I can't believe you actually asked us to watch this with you.

Just then, the phone on the clip rang as a voice was heard.

Old Lady's Voice: Hello?

Voice: Ah yes, this is Imasure.

Old Lady's Voice: Imasure who?

Voice: Imasure glad I ain't Joe Mama!

The group laughed hysterically on it.

Voice: Oh yeah, you just got pranked by the Master Prank Caller!

Bobcat: Oh man, hilarious!

Rigby: (grins) The Master Prank Caller is the funniest thing on the internet, right guys?

Mordecai: Yeah, I guess he's pretty funny, but you know what's even funnier than watching prank phone calls.

They looked at the phone nearby before Miss Naughty, realizing, laughed mischievously.

Miss Naughty: Ooooh, I know where this is going.

The others held in their giggling a bit.

Argit: Awesome.

In Pops' room, Pops, whom was ironing his trousers and now bottomless with underwear on, heard the phone ringing. He picked it up, listening.

Pops: Hello?

Rigby's Voice: Hello Pops.

Pops: Yes?

At the room, the group snickered a bit while with Pops, he carefully listened.

Mr. Rude's Voice: Please hold for a collect call from...

Voices: Joe Mama!

They laughed hilariously to Pops. In Skips', the yeti was exercising his leg and arm before the phone near him rang. He stopped, picking it up.

Skips: Hello?

With the others, Argit smirked a bit.

Argit: Hey, Skips...we got something to tell you.

Delta: You have a son named...JOE MAMA!!

Skips, back in his room, looked confused.

Skips: Excuse me?

The others laughed while Skips frowned in annoyance. At a familiar pub, Bubs heard the phone ringing before picking it up.

Bubs: Hello? Bubs' Concession Stand. You got shoddy deals, I do 'em for you, how can I help you?

Miss Naughty's Voice: (giggles) Excuse me...I'm looking for someone named Joe'ma.

Bubs: Who?

Miss Naughty's Voice: Joe'ma. Goes by the last name of Ma.

Bubs: Hang on a sec, will ya?

He turned to the familiar bar patrions along with the Phage, whom glanced while he spoke.

Bubs: Hey, Joe'ma Ma! Hey! Come on, Joe'ma Ma! Oh man, how come I can't get Joe'ma Ma?

Strong Bad: You just did, Bubs!

The crowd laughed hysterically while Bubs realized.

Bubs: (glares) Oh, I see...it's you! When I get you, I'm gonna twirl that tongue all around, then make sure I stick it up your butt! How do you like that?

At the park house, the group laughed hysterically with delight in their faces.

Paul: Oh man, that never gets old!!

In Benson's apartment, the gumball man heard the phone ringing, picking it up.

Benson: Hello?

Numbah 363's Voice: Hey, Benson. You got any books by...Joe Mama?!

Benson: Who is this?

The gumball frowned as he heard laughter. All while with the others, they kept laughing more.

Benson's Voice: Whoever this is coming from, I will track you down and I will find you!

They listened to more ranting with Mordecai holding the line.

Mordecai: Ho! Dudes, he's still on the phone!

Rigby: He's still on the phone!!

Mr. Rude: (laughing) He's still on the phone!!

They laughed more with Mordecai falling on the floor and the cat clone hanging it up before finally calming down and sitting on their seats.

Rigby: Hoooo....Oh Mordecai, we're the best prank callers ever, aren't we?

Mordecai: Yeah, second best.

Rigby: What? Did you not hear what we just did?

Bobcat: (nods) Yeah! We were hillarious!

Miss Naughty: Yeah, we were. But not number one, until we do this.

They snatched the phone book, looking through the pages.

Numbah 363: Who you callng?

They stopped near where the page said "Master Prank Caller" on it.

Paul: (stunned) The Master Prank Caller!

Argit: Holy crap!

However, just as Miss Naughty and Mordecai prepared to pick up the phone, the door slammed open with Benson arriving, glaring at them.

Benson: HANG UP THAT PHONE!!

Miss Naughty: Gah! Bubs didn't ask you to track me down, did he?

Benson: No, Miss Naughty and I doubt his pathetic threats would've worked.

Delta: Uh, Benson...what's up?

Benson: You thinks you're little pranks are funny? Huh? You think they're funny? Well, what do you guys think of my prank?

He hung the phone up, mimicking ringing.

Benson: Ring, ring.

He picked it up, making a mocking tone.

Benson: (sarcastically) Hello? What's that? Morecai and Rigby and these guys with them are banned from using the house phone? Okay!

He then (as he turned red in anger) furiously tore the phone off the wall, then began smashing it. He then got up, glaring at everyone.

Benson: (snaps) GOOD LUCK MAKING YOUR PRANK CALLS NOW!!

With that, he left, slamming the door hard.

Argit: That is ****ing weak, man.

Mordecai: Dudes, let's go use Pops' phone.

Mr. Rude: Probably unless he's stuck talking...again.

In Pops' room, the group entered before noticing Pops still on the line.

All: Pops, can we borrow your phone?

Pops: (turning) Oh, I would, but I'm holding to talk with Joe Mama!

The others looked a bit stunned while the smoke began appearing from the ironing board.

Pops: (pointing) But you're welcome to use the phones under my bed.

They went toward Pops' bed, pulling something from underneath.

Paul: (grins) Aw, cool! What kind are they?

The raccoon then pulled out the suitcase, opening it to reveal retro style phones.

Rigby: Aw, 80s cell phones.

All: Cool!

Bobcat: Nice.

With that, they began leaving.

Shape Humans: Thanks, Pops.

Pops: Oh, and boys and girls?

They stopped, looking at him.

Pops: Do be careful. I think they might cause brain tumors.

Then, Pops turned away as his head began beating like a heart, making the group wince a bit.

All: Ewww.

Later, the nine were being placed with aluminum foil on top of their heads before Numbah 363 grinned.

Numbah 363: There, no worries about tumors.

Rigby: All right, let's prank the Master Prank Caller.

Mordecai: Okay, here I go.

He pressed some numbers. At a house, the phone rang before an arm picked it up and a figure, the Master Prank Caller (whom was shadowed) spoke.

MPC: Hello?

With the group, they smirked as Mordecai spoke.

Mordecai: Uh yeah, this is the pizza delivery guy. I have 50 pizzas that you ordered.

Some of them snickered a bit.

MPC's Voice: Sounds great, bring 'em over.

Mr. Rude: (confused) Uh, you ordered 50 pizzas? Is um, that right?

MPC's Voice: Yeah, and hot wings. Get here quick, okay? Your mom's, like, totally starving.

Mordecai: Yeah, uh, okay, I gotta go.

With that, he hung up.

Rigby: Let me take a crack at it.

Miss Naughty: Yeah, bub, watch the pros.

The number was speed dialed before the familiar voice spoke again.

MCP's Voice: Hello?

Rigby: (dumb sounding voice) Hi, this is Stan.

MCP's Voice: Stan who?

Rigby: Um...

Miss Naughty: Stan Ding at some overcovered Manure!!

MCP's Voice: Your name is "Stan Ding at some overcovered Manure"?

The screen showed a split screen with the figure in the chair as the naughty girl looked angrily.

Miss Naughty: What?!

Rigby: Uh, yeah?

MPC: Well congrats, that's the stupidest fake and prank name I ever heard. And what happened to your unfunny fake friends?

Rigby: I dunno.

MCP: Now listen up, stop calling here or I'm gonna make you sorry.

The phone slammed down, ending the split screen as the group frowned.

Mordecai: Whoa, this guy's good.

Delta: I dunno, guys.

Argit: Yeah, maybe we shouldn't do this.

Rigby: What? You guys giving up?

Miss Naughty: (frowns) Guys, we can prank this guy. You wanna be this guy's sons and daughters or do you want us to be number 1?

They paused for a moment.

Mordecai: Let's do it.

Paul: Allow me to call!

Bobcat: Me too. He'll instantly know you two along with Mr. Rude and Miss Naughty.

However, the wolf was shoved away by Harvey, whom snatched the phone.

Numbah 363: No, me!!

Bobcat landed away from the others, groaning as the phone numbers were dialed together.

Paul: Hey, Master Prank Caller. This is-

MPC's Voice: Heard it.

It stopped while the boy tried again.

Numbah 363: Hey, buddy! It's Joe-

MPC's Voice: Heard it.

The phone was heard hanging up before Argit and Delta took them and dialed.

Argit: Hey, hello?

MPC's Voice: You got anything original?

It was hung up with Delta dialing.

Delta: (annoyed) Hey, hello? That was the worst try yet, Argit.

Argit: Hey, I hadn't even started on the prank! He just beat me to whatever I was gonna say.

Rigby: Time to put an end to this junk fest.

Just then, Delta heard the dial tone as Bobcat came up, smirking.

Bobcat: Well, well, looks like the junk fest just got a new number.

Delta: Yeah, right, like Mordecai's 50 pizzas thing was way better.

Mordecai: (scoffs) Whatever, Stan Ding at some overcovered Manure.

Just then, the phone began dialing before Bobcat took it.

Mr. Rude: Nice try, Robert. I know it's you.

Bobcat: Uh, not me, guys.

Then, Bobcat picked it up as they listened.

Bobcat: Hello?

In the tub, at the split screen, the MPC was in the bubble bath as he spoke on the intercom phone.

MPC: Is this the pizza guy or Stan Ding at some overcovered Manure?

Bobcat: No, just a newbie who heard the phone rang and-

MPC: You, leave!

The wolf yelped, quickly leaving from the others in fear.

MPC: As for the rest of you, I warned you to leave me alone. Now I'm gonna prank you so hard, you're all gonna poop a duke.

The remaining eight looked concerned as the voice, as the split screen ended, spoke to them.

MPC's Voice: The 1980's called, they want your cell phone's back!

Just then, the eight yelped, being pulled into the phone and vanishing with the phone. Just then, the group inside the familiar-looking gate fell downward as they screamed, passing by what appeared to be cell phones.

All: AHHHHH!!

(A Different Park: 1983)

At that moment, the phone along with the eight fell to the ground near where what appeared to be young trees were at. The group groaned, feeling a bit dizzy before getting up.

Rigby: Where are we?

Paul: And at this point, do we really care?

Mordecai: Dudes, I think we're back at the park.

They looked around for a moment, looking around.

Argit: Are we?

Mordecai: What do you mean?

Argit: Guys, all the trees are small.

Rigby: (notices) And look at that park bench, it's so new-looking.

Delta: We're telling you. Something weird's going on.

Mr. Rude: Oh great, I bet we traveled to a time we didn't want to go to...again.

Miss Naughty: (pointing) Look, there's Pops. Let's go ask him.

The group came up to where Pops, whom had his head turned away, burying a tree.

Mordecai: Pops! Hey, Pops!

Numbah 363: Can you tell these guys that everything's fine?

At that moment, what appeared to be Pops, whom lacked a mustache, turned with a grin.

Past Pops: What now?

The group gasped a bit.

Paul: (quietly) Why does Pops look so young?

Past Pops: (getting up) Now then, who are you, ladies and gentlemen? How do you know my name?

Miss Naughty: Uh, is this Tokyo, Japan?

Past Pops: (chuckles) Ha-ha-ha-ha! Oh my goodness, no. Tokyo is far away from here. This is the United States.

Argit: (dryly) Lemme guess...this was long before you guys saw Lavos, right?

Mordecai: Pops, it's us. Mordecai, Rigby, Argit, Delta, Paul, Harvey, Mr. Rude, and Miss Naughty.

Past Pops: (concerned) But I've never met either of you people in my entire life.

Paul: What?

Rigby: We're telling you, dude, something weird's going on.

Just then, they noticed 80s hip-hoppers dancing with one twirling with his head before posing.

Delta: (shouting) Hey, guys!

The trio stopped, looking at them.

Hip Radio Man: What?

Rigby: You notice anything strange going on around here?

Hip Radio Man: Is he getting fresh with us?

Red Suited Man: Yo, I think he's all up on a threads homefries.

Hip Radio Man: That dilweed just barfed me out.

With that, the trio left.

Miss Naughty: (frowns) "Fresh", "barf me out", "homefries"?

Rigby: We're in the 80s, dude!

Mr. Rude: What?! (to Past Pops) Pops, what year is this?!

Past Pops: Well, it's September 10th, 1983, of course.

Rigby: See?

Mordecai: Dudes, this is bad.

Numbah 363: Yeah, I know! I don't even like the 80s that much.

Paul: Hey, the 80s had some good things here. Especially a few good people that were probably born at this time of year.

Delta: I bet like a certain authoress for example.

Argit: Yeah, good point there...just don't say so much things about the 80s on certain people, okay?

Miss Naughty: Not that, you idiots, but you do drive a point.

As the bird spoke next, he showed the phone toward the group.

Mordecai: The only way we're ever gonna get back is if we prank him harder than he pranked us.

Seven: Let's do it!

The dial was redialed as they waited.

MPC's Voice: Hello?

Mordecai & Miss Naughty: The 60s called! They want their-

Just then, magic dust spraying onto the air from the phone.

MPC's Voice: WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT CALLING ME!!

Delta: (panics) Hang up! Hang up!!

Mordecai: I can't!

The phone was tossed to the ground before the dust turned to a phone-like dust with the group gasping. Then, some feet landed on the ground, turning into a man inside a cell phone.

Argit: Holy crap! It's that same guy I thought was that person in distress! Not him again!!

Rigby: What?! You met the Master Prank Caller before?!

Delta: It's a long story, we don't like talking about it!!

MPC: We meet again...Argit and Delta.

The two yelped, gulping a bit.

MPC: You guys couldn't leave me alone...and you two just HAD to egg them on after I threatened to sue you guys if I EVER saw you two again.

Argit: Hey, we never saw you again after, okay?! Beside, you-

MPC: Shut up!! Now you ALL are gonna pay!

He dialed some numbers as they glowed.

Mordecai: (sweatdrops) We should get out of here.

Others: Way ahead.

Then, Rigby noticed the golf cart nearby.

Rigby: The car!

The group shoved Pops, whom landed on the ground, awa as they jumped into the golf cart, though Rigby still held the phone. Just as they drove off, the phone man dialed while the phone Rigby had rang.

Rigby: (to the phone) Hello?

MPC's Voice: The 80's called, they STILL wancha!

Just then, 80s clothes began appearing on them.

All: Gah!

Miss Naughty: AAAAAUUUUUUGH!! I do NOT wanna be a Thompson Twin person!

Mr. Rude: Great, I hate being Meatloaf.

They gasped in fear while the phone man's voice laughed cruelly with Rigby hanging up.

Mordecai: Oh man, these aren't even the cool clothes from the 80s!

Just then, the phone rang again.

Paul: Don't answer!

It was too late as the young boy spoke.

Numbah 363: Listen! Just leave us alone, will ya?!

MPC's Voice: DON'T YOU EVER HANG UP ON ME!!

The group yelped, noticing more of the 80s clothes appearing on themselves.

Mordecai: AHHHHH!!

Paul: Guys, you have to call somebody to help us prank this guy!

Rigby: (panics) WHOOOOO!!?

They looked at the phone chasing after them.

Mordecai: JUST CALL SOMEBODY!!

(Present Time: 20XX)

Back at the familiar park, the phone rang with Bobcat, peeking, looking worried.

Bobcat: Oh man, my friends. How am I gonna explain this? And we didn't even bring our Digivices this time.

All while Benson and Skips were raking the yard and Pops noticed the phone on the ground.

Pops: Ooh, telephone!

He picked it up, answering it.

Pops: Hello?

Then, as they spoke next, the split screen was shown between the group.

Miss Naughty: Pops, you need to help us, we're stuck in the 80's!

Bobcat: (shocked) What?!

Benson: (frowns) Who are you talking to?

They heard screams before Pops grinned.

Pops: (grins) Why it's Mordecai and Rigby and their friends, they're stuck in the 1980's.

Benson: Oh really?

He snatched the phone, speaking.

Benson: Hello?

Mordecai: Benson! You gotta help us, we're stuck in 1983!

Benson: (dryly) Oh wow, that's really something Mordecai.

Paul: Crap, he thinks we're pranking him!

Rigby quickly snatched the phone as Skips came, listening.

Rigby: What?! Give me that! (to the phone) The 80's called! They want their cell phones back!

Just as the split screen ended, the four were sucked inside, then they were seen flying through the gate portal.

All: AHHHHH!!!

(A Different Park: 1983)

At that moment, the four reappeared on the golf cart as they looked stunned.

Benson: What just happened?!

Mordecai: We need your help to prank the Master Prank Caller.

Argit: Whom still has a grudge to me and Delta about that one time I thought he was actually needing help!

Benson: Who?

Skips: Why did you prank him?

Miss Naughty: What do you think, bub?

Just then, the phone rang, with Benson picking it up.

Benson: (glares) I'll take care of this. (to the phone) Hello?

Behind them, the MPC was running more.

MPC: Nice ride, but I like mine better.

The group, up ahead, looked stunned as a limo instantly appeared with the phone man driving it.

Bobcat: AHHHH! He's after us!!

MPC: (turning) Rah!!

All: AHHHH!!

They yelped, nearly being hit by the limo.

Skips: Forget the phone, hold the wheel steady!

Delta: Yeah, Skips, Argit, and I have to take care of this!

The trio jumped to the limo, with Skips hopping to the back, picking up a piece of the trunk. Then, Argit and Delta fired their quills with Skips slamming the piece onto the engine, jumping back to their friends.

MPC: Wha?!

The limo tumbled around for a few moments before it lied still, upside down. Just then, the phone man roared angrily, breaking out of the limo.

All: AHHHH!!

He dialed once again while the phone rang again.

Bobcat: Don't answer it!! Don't answer!

Skips: (notices) Mordecai, look out!!

To their shock, they saw past Pops walking to the middle of the street before he was hit by the golf cart, being knocked down. The group yelped at what happened.

Rigby: DUDE! We just hit Past Pops!

Then, the younger man got up, groaning. At that moment, he was laughing hysterically with insane delight.

Paul: Meh, he's good.

Others: Same here.

The group turned, noticing and screaming as they headed to an 80s Electronic Store. The breaks were slammed before the cart swirved around, then crashed into the store before they tumbled with the group groaning, landing on the ground.

Numbah 363: Ooooh...I really hate that phone guy now.

Argit: I still can't believe he still remembers about the last time we tried helping him.

Delta: Hey, it would've worked too if that cell phone jerk was actually nice to us.

At that moment, they with Miss Naughty, Rigby, and Mordecai noticed some answering machines nearby.

Man: Uh, can I help you with anything?

Mordecai: Dude, we've got an idea.

Later, back in the park, the group, now out of the 80s clothes, headed to the park.

Mr. Rude: Quick, get to the field!!

Miss Naughty: Everyone hide!

Then, the phone with recording machine was placed down as they headed to a big bush.

Mordecai: Over there!

They jumped into the hiding places, waiting.

Paul: (frowns) Man, I hope this works.

Rigby: It will, Paul. It has to.

Just then, the phone rang a bit before the answering machine picked up.

Mordecai's Voice: Hello?

MPC's Voice: This is the Master Prank Caller telling you—

Argit's Voice: Hello?

MPC's Voice: I said this is the Master Prank—

Delta;'s Voice: Hello?

Paul's Voice: Uh, I'm sorry we can't hear you.

MPC's Voice: I said this is the Master Prank Caller!

Numbah 363's Voice: Hello?

Bobcat's Voice: Hello?

Mr. Rude's Voice: Hey, are you there?

At that moment, the roaring phone man appeared as he growled angrily.

MPC: (anger mark) I said-

Then, he noticed too late as Miss Naughty's Voice was heard.

Miss Naughty's Voice: Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Just kidding.

Eight Voices: You just got pranked, loser!

It beeped before he shouted in horror.

MPC: Nooooooooooooo!!!

Miss Naughty: (shouting) NOW!!

Quickly, everyone pounced to him while they held the phone man, struggling with him.

Mordecai: Now, Rigby!! Hit the power button!

Rigby: (running up) Who's the best prank caller now, jerkdish!

He pressed the power button.

MPC: No, no, noooooo!!

Finally, the phone powered down before falling to the ground. The nine laughed hysterically while the other three glanced at the phone.

Nine: (pointing) In your face! Who's the Master Prank Caller now, ya loser?! Ha-ha-ha-ha!

Just then, a white light shone before they noticed, gasping a bit as they looked in.

Delta: Guys, this is it. It's the way back. Come on, everyone.

The group went inside before going to where some familiar looking gates were, with random scenes shown while looking around the dates of each one.

Argit: Remember: one of these gates leads us back to the present.

They looked at each date for a while while looking through some certain scenes from different timelines.

Mr. Rude: Oh crud, there's gonna be offspring of the mix up pairings.

Miss Naughty: Hey, that looks like those somewhat "Neo-Outsiders" guys our friends were talking about.

Delta: (sniffs) Oh Fluffy...Muffy...Bootsy...Mitzi...how I miss you guys.

The two shape humans looked uneasily for a moment before the hybrid gasped, noticing something oddly familiar.

Argit: Oh crud, looks like a gold armored woman's about to take over! And she's already killed most of us already!

Bobcat: Ooooh, I see something strange...why does that monster look like Max, Stitch, Psycho, and some squid combined to a monster?

Mr. Rude: Oh for the love of-our planet gets blown up, literally...again.

Miss Naughty: (slyly) Ooooh, are those mix up kids of certain couples?

Paul: Ick, I rather not ask. But look at that: there's Eddy's brother, and he looks like a jerk!

Numbah 363: (shocked) Is that Hotaru!? But she's older.

Mr. Rude: And there's the mess over there she's making. What is that?

Rigby: (seriously) Mistress 9. Hotaru...I can't take it anymore.

All: Huh?

Rigby: We're safe in the timeline era, so you HAVE to know before we find our home. Mistress 9 took over Hotaru's body and she has trouble controlling her.

Mordecai: Yeah, dude. We manage to find the Crystal Star to contain her, but when she's truly provoked too much in fury or stress, she sometimes comes out. Also, one other thing you should know: Her father and the others DO know about the situation as of Hackman, but we have to find a way to get that demon out of herself.

Miss Naughty: Hmmm...good point.

However, Pops, Skips, and Benson only continued searching, ignoring them. They then noticed a familiar girl in Sailor soldier clothing fighting a giant figure.

Rigby: (shocked) So she WILL be a senshi...Saturn!

Argit: But what is that thing she with that Digimon and Sailor Moon in a different outfit are fighting?

Just then, Benson noticed the date marked "20XX" on it.

Benson: (pointing) There it is!

Quickly, they headed to the gate before a familiar hand came up, stopping the nine pranksters.

MPC: Wait...

He gasped a bit before the top phone area broke, revealing a man.

Argit: (sweatdrops) Oooooh, so you ARE a man in a costume. Our bad.

Delta: Uh, we didn't know, sorry.

MPC: You guys were better than me today, but you can't leave me here. (coughing) All I ever wanted to do was make prank calls like all of you, especially Miss Naughty. (gasps) Was that so wrong?

He hacked a bit before the group looked at one another.

Miss Naughty: Hmmmm...you know, I know a perfect solution to all of this.

(Present Time: 20XX)

Later, at Benson's, the man sat down while the phone was ringing, with him picking it up.

Benson: Hello?

Familiar Voices: 1, 2, 3, the 70's called, they want their chair back!

Just then, in an instant, the chair disappeared, with Benson yelping, falling to the ground. At the park, the group with the Master Prank Caller laughed hysterically together with delight.

Miss Naughty: Sometimes...we just can't help ourselves!!

(ED: Kataomoi no Karaage by HKT48)