This slightly fictatious yet mostly factual story has little or something to do with the living.

Once upon a time, in a land not far away, lived a happy-go-lucky, joke-loving yet slightly annoying-at-times 17-year-old girl and her metallic blue and sparkly white Sony Ericsson phone.

One fine night, she received a message from her friend.

Kaoru, do you know who owns this number? 014-xxxxxxx. Reply soon.

Being the girl she is [plus the fact she had over RM26 in credit], our beloved Kaoru here decided to play a prank on her unaware friend.

AH! Tomoe! Where did you get that number? That’s my husband number 2’s! Tell me, where? Did he sms-ed you? Miss-called? TELL ME!!! That disloyal man is so dead! How could he? *sob*

Kaoru grinned evilly. At the very end of the message limit, she wrote:

Just joking. I don’t who’s number it is.

She hit ‘SEND’.

A minute later, Tomoe replied.

Kaoru, be serious! This is emergency. I need to know who’s number it is. Hurry up, for God sake!

Kaoru rolled on the carpeted floor, laughing.

I’ve told you, it’s my hubby number 2. Which part of it did you not understand? I mean, tell me what he did first.

At the very end of the message…

Hey, you grandma. I’ve told you I didn’t know. Read your message till the end next time.

A minute later, came the reply.

Come on, tell me who’s this hubby number 2 is. He sms-ed something weird to my brother, and I would like to know who this guy is. Tell me, Kaoru.

Kaoru wiped her laughing tears.

Read your message till the end, would you? Such a grandma…

Two minutes later…

ARGH Kaoru! You are so dead! How could you call me a grandma???

Kaoru vomited her lungs out laughing at her poor friend. [In reality, are you guys pitying her? I'm not.]

At school the next day, Kaoru laughed and stumbled after failing to dodge Tomoe’s sharp spanks.

A couple of days later…

Hey, Kaoru. Do you know who’s number this is. Don’t joke with me this time. 013-yyyyyyy

Kaoru replied, grinning.

That’s my hubby number 3.

At school the next day, Kaoru laughed throughout the day while dodging Tomoe’s sharp spanks.

A couple of days later…

Do you happen to know who’s number this is? 019-zzzzzzz

Hubby number 4. What did he do?

He miss-called Akihime.

Nasty guy, my husband is. Spank him for me.

A couple of days later, Kaoru received an email from a guy, saying this and this. After several investigations, she finally figured out the guy’s true identity.

But she still needed to do one last investigation to firmly confirm her suspicion. So she asked Tomoe at school next day.

"Hey, Tomoe. When you go tuition tonight, could you ask whether the guy Sir always compliment name is Harada Fukuki?"

"Sure. Why? You know him?"

She shrugged. "Husband number 5."

The girls in class laughed. "How many husbands do you have?" Ami asked.

"4, I think." Kaoru grinned. "Ask Tomoe; she knows all about them."

"Number 1 is Tsukimaru, 2nd is that 014 guy, 3rd is that 013 guy, 4th is that 019 guy, 5th is Harada." Tomoe counted with her fingers and nodded her head. "Yeah, that’s about all."

"What?!" Kaoru frowned [blushing slightly. *puke*]. "Since when did Arashi Tsukimaru landed number 1 in my list?"

Tomoe smirked evilly. Kaoru sighed in defeat and slouched lazily on her table. "Troublesomic…"

Owari. Tamat. The end.

MORAL OF THE STORY:

1. Always read your message till the very end. For safety.
2. A lady can only have one husband at one time. That’s a fact.

p/s: See? Not all my blog entries are craps. I do write moral stories once in a while.

Kaoru was joking, and the whole class know she was. Hope you guys know, too.