?Nico's POV:
Slash, dodge, duck, stab.
It started out as a peaceful walk in Central Park. I was just minding my own business when that damned hellhound had to jump out and attack me. Now my peaceful walk has turned into a heated fight with a gigantic dog from hell. (well, Tartarus, but honestly, what's the difference?)
And what's worse: I spilled my coffee!
The hellhound swiped at me with its huge claws. I ducked, but not soon enough, he dug into my shoulder leaving a deep cut. I yelped in surprise.
It decided to try to swipe at me again. Keyword: tried. I anticipated the move, so I was able to duck faster and stab his paw. I wasn't going for the kill with that move, only distracting him enough to make another move whereas I would actually go for the kill. Now it was the hellhounds turn to yelp in surprise. He was distracted by the pain in his paw, and I saw an opening. I suddenly charged at him with my sword pointed at his chest. He looked up just in time to see me charging at him. And I reckon it was the last thing the hellhound saw before it went back to Tartarus. I stabbed it right in the heart.
I watched as it turned to gold dust that floated away in the wind. The civilians apparently didn't notice anything unusual, because they all just walked past me like nothing happened. Thank the gods for the mist.
Suddenly a wave of pain hit me in my shoulder. "Oww!" I exclaimed. I looked down at my shoulder and realized the hellhound had cut me deeper than I expected. Maybe Will will know what to do. He's good with this type of stuff.
I got out my monster-proof phone that Leo made for everyone in the seven and some others like Reyna, Tyson, Will, and me. I remembered Will telling me his number a couple of days ago. I quickly punched the number in and began to type.
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You
Hey will, It's Nico, I think I might have a cut that's like, an inch or so deep, what do I do?
Who is this? How did you get this number?
You
Come on Will, this is serious, I think I'm bleeding out!
Who is Will, who are you, and why do you have an inch-deep cut?
You
Oh geez, I'm sorry, I must have punched in the wrong number
No, it's fine, but may I ask why you have a cut that's 'an inch or so deep'?
You
no. you may not ask.
You could be a serial killer for all I know!
A serial killer?!
* e*
you're too funny
You
funny? What's funny about serial killers! Also, I'm not buying your act, laughing about the fact that I accused you of being a killer, just makes you more suspicious! I'll have you know that I'm not easy to find, much less kill, so don't even try it with me!
. . .wow. Umm. . .I'm not a killer, I don't want to kill you.
You
?O'RLLY
Uhm, yes? Why do I feel like I'm being interrogated over text?
You
because I'm just so scary that it seeps through my texts ️?￢ﾘﾠ️?
aww, that's cute
You
Shut up random person on the internet
or should I say random KILLER on the internet
*sigh* kid, I'm not a killer.
You
HOW DID YOU KNOW I'M A KID!
you act like one.
wait, you're actually a kid!?
You
no.
you're totally a kid
it's the only way to explain how innocent, pure, and childish you are
You
one, how do you know how I act when we've only been texting for like five minutes
two, I'm not a kid, I'm sixteen for gods' sake!
three, I AM NOT INNOCENT OR PURE! I AM DEADLY AND SCARY! I AM YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE!
pffft- sure kid
You
I. Am. Not. A. Kid.
*** *** **** has changed your contact name to 'kid'
You
You're really going to save a random internet stranger who texted you on accident in your contact list?
yep.
you got a problem?
You
Uhm, YES. There are a million problems with that!
HA! name one.
You
1. You don't know me in real life
2. I don't know you in real life
3. I could be a killer
4. I could be a kidnapper
5. you could be a killer
6. you could be a kidnapper
I could go on for hours if you want
Jesus kid, I said ONE
also, since I named you, you need to name me
you changed *** *** ****'s contact name to STRANGER DANGER
STRANGER DANGER
Really?
You
yes. you are a stranger. and you are potentially dangerous.
STRANGER DANGER
I'm not dangerous, I'm amazing!
You
I hate you.
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I turned off my phone smiling to myself. I would never admit it, but I kind of liked talking to 'STRANGER DANGER'. I chuckled at the name I had given them. Maybe I thought I might be able to make a friend in the mortal world. I had always thought having a mortal friend would be nice, but knowing how socially awkward I am, that would never happen. But there still might be a chance. . .
My shoulder was still bleeding from the hellhound, so I decided to shadow travel to the infirmary at camp half-blood before I passed out from blood loss. I put my phone in my pocket, stepped into a dark alleyway and shadow traveled out of the busy city of New York.
I woke up on a bed in the infirmary at Camp Calf-Blood. I must've passed out after I shadow traveled here. I thought.
"Oh, you're awake!" A certain blonde-haired ukelele playing doctor said.
"Hey Will," I said, as I tried to sit up.
Will pushed me back down onto my back. "No, you need to stay in bed, and rest, you're shoulder was cut pretty deeply, what happened?"
"A hellhound ruined my morning, wait what time is it?" I asked. It was already dark, so it must be kinda late.
"Eleven forty-five p.m." He replied.
"Oh," I said. "You should go back to your cabin and get some rest then too,"
"Only if you promise not to get out of this bed, not even by shadow travel," He said.
"I'm too tired to shadow travel right now," I stated. Will raised an eyebrow. I sighed. "Fine, I swear on the river Styx that I will not get out of this bed, not even by shadow travel," I grumbled.
Thunder rumbled somewhere in the distance. He smiled and looked satisfied. "G'night love you." He said kidding my forehead. My cheeks went red, other people were in this room!
"Love you too," I whispered. Will walked out of the infirmary, and back to his cabin to get some sleep. I tried to fall back asleep too but after half an hour I just decided to give up.
I wonder if STRANGER DANGER is awake. I wondered. I wonder if they would even answer me? Probably not. I figured, but I was still kind of curious, and bored, so I got out my phone, to see if he would answer.
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You
Hello
STRANGER DANGER
Hey kid
You
you actually answered!
Err-not that I care
STRANGER DANGER
Sure kid
You
Will you stop calling me kid!
STRANGER DANGER
Would kiddo be better?
You
NO
STRANGER DANGER
Why are you up at 11:45?
You
It's actually 11:46
STRANGER DANGER
Whatever, but you didn't answer my question. why are you up?
You
Why are you up?
STRANGER DANGER
I'm an adult, I do what I want.
You
That's not a very healthy lifestyle
STRANGER DANGER
You sound like my fiance.
also, why aren't your parents telling you to go to bed?
You
My mom's dead, and I don't think my dad would care if I jumped off a cliff, much less stayed up until 12
STRANGER DANGER
Oh, I'm sorry about your mom
Also, why wouldn't your dad care if you jumped off a cliff, isn't he supposed to be, you know, loving?
You
It's okay, I'm used to it
and with my dad, it's hard to tell, maybe he has a loving side, but I definitely have never seen it before, also I don't live with him, so I don't see him very often anyways
STRANGER DANGER
Wait if you don't live with him, and your mom's dead, then who do you live with?
Do you live in an orphanage?
You
Oh, gods no, I've been running from child services for years
😈they still haven't found me, and they never will
STRANGER DANGER
So, where do you live?
You
do you know how creepy that sounds?
and creepy is my thing!
STRANGER DANGER
Sorry, but I'm still curious.
You
Eh, I live at this summer camp during summer
STRANGER DANGER
And when it's not summer?
You
Idk, wherever the wind blows I guess, I could also stay at my half-sister's place in San Fransisco, I can also stay at the camp during winter too
STRANGER DANGER
you have a crazy life
You
😕That might be for better or worse
STRANGER DANGER
it's 12:00 now, my fiance is threatening to throw my stash of coffee out the window if I don't go to sleep
You
Okay bye
STRANGER DANGER
C'ya kid
You
*sigh* I give up
STRANGER DANGER
😆😆😆 yessss
You
I should be calling you kid
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🍸Tony's POV:
I smiled down at my phone, this kid has an attitude. I like him.
Honestly, 'kid' has kind of helped my stress levels go down. It's nice to talk to someone who doesn't want to kill, marry, or rob me. Then again, he doesn't know It's me he's talking to. My thoughts were interrupted by Pepper yelling at me again from outside my lab.
"Tony! I'm not joking! I'm opening the window right now!" She yelled.
I rushed to the door to find her opening the window with my entire stash of coffee in hand. "No!" I shouted. "I'm here, I'll go to bed, just leave my coffee alone!" She nodded. We walked down the hall to the elevator and went up to our room.
🐦Clint's POV:
The rest of the team and I had noticed Tony had been spending a lot of time texting someone called 'kid' on his phone. He was also acting a lot less stressed. We told Pepper, and we made a plan to find out who this 'kid' is.
1) Get Tony off his phone Check
2) Get 'kid''s number
3) Text them and find out who they are
I jumped down from the vents where I was hiding after they left the hallway. I quietly opened the door to Tony's lab to see his phone on a table. I quickly opened it, with the password Pepper had given to me. I copied down the number of 'kid' onto a piece of paper and put down his phone again.
Step two, check
I decided to wait until morning to text 'kid'. I crawled back into the vents, heading back to my room. Tomorrow would be fun.
I had just eaten breakfast, and now it was time to put step three of the plan into action. I went back up to my bedroom, where I copied the phone number I got last night into the 'text' app.
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You
Who are you
Shouldn't I be asking you that question?
You
tell me who you are
Tell me who you are
You
I'm a friend of 'STRANGER DANGER' who has been acting suspiciously happy whenever he is on his phone
I make STRANGER DANGER happy?
You
Apparently, and I need to know who you are, and if you're planning on doing something to him because as much as I hate to admit it, he's my friend and I care about him
but don't you dare tell him that
no promises
You
Ugg, but seriously, who are you?
Who are YOU
You
Your dreams, your nightmares, your greatest desire, your enemy, and your friend
you mean a happy meal?
You
What?
you said my dreams, my nightmares, my greatest desire, my enemy, and my friend, that would be a happy meal
You
You have nightmares about happy meals?
No, I have nightmares about what I do with happy meals (besides eat them)
You
What else do you do with happy meals other than eat them?
None of your business
You
right. . .well I still need to know who you are
I am 'kid'
You
really? are you even a kid?
No! I'm sixteen, but STRANGER DANGER insists on calling me kid!
You
Oh, you are a kid
😡😡😡 No I'm not!
You
really? 'cause fifteen is pretty young
😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡 fear me
You
No
You
you know what. . .
I think I'm gonna. . .
yeah, I'm gonna. . .
You changed *** *** ****'s contact name to 'not scary'
You
hehe
not scary
You saved me in your contacts
You
yes
not scary
. . .why?
You
'cause you're fun to talk to
not scary
you do realize we've only been talking for five minutes right?
You
yes
not scary
oookay then?
You
you need to name me now
not scary
I'm not naming a stranger in my contacts who I just met five minutes ago
You
Aww, come on
you named STRANGER DANGER
not scary
He was an exception
also, I didn't want to
You
Just do it
not scary
*sigh* I'm gonna regret this aren't I?
You
No
not scary
It's called a rhetorical question
You
Again, just do it
not scary
fine
Not scary changed your contact name to 'Annoying happy meal'
You
Annoying happy meal?
not scary
you said you were a happy meal, and you're annoying, therefore, you are an annoying happy meal
You
You are very strange
not scary
I'm going to take that as a compliment
You
Who's your favorite Avenger?
not scary
Black Widow
You
WHY DOES NO ONE LIKE HAWKEYE!?
not scary
My boyfriend likes Hawkeye, he's big into archery and that kinda stuff.
You
Boyfriend?😏
not scary
Yes, you got a problem with that happy meal?
You
Nononononononono that's cool, just. . .😏😏😏
not scary
What's that supposed to mean?
You
not scary
?
You
Wait, your boyfriend likes Hawkeye?
not scary
Yes, that's literally what I just said
err- typed
You
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
can I please text your boyfriend?
not scary
no
You
why?
not scary
because I don't want you to annoy him
also, when you get him talking about Hawkeye
he doesn't stop
he once went on an hour-long rant about how cool but so underrated he was
You
Omg, you just made my day!
not scary
?
You
Hawkeye is super cool, like really cool, but everyone underrates him!
not scary
Oh, yeah, I guess, I mean, I wasn't really listening to his rant
You
Why?
not scary
Why wasn't I listening to his rant?
You
Yeah, if it was a rant about Hawkeye it must've been fascinating
not scary
It really wasn't
You
😮But Hawkeye's the best!
not scary
Rants about him sure aren't
You
It's still rude to ignore your boyfriend's rant
not scary
My cousin ignores his girlfriend's rants about architecture and how stupid he is all the time
You
Your cousin's girlfriend rants about how stupid he is?
not scary
Yep, it's one big happy family
You
Huh
well my friend/co-worker is calling me down, she wants to talk about something which definitely isn't you, so bye
not scary
Bye. . .?
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Natasha was calling me to come down to the living room to discuss what I learned from texting him. I went out of my room and got into the elevator.
"ninety-first floor, please JARVIS," I said.
"Right away archery pigeon," JARVIS replied. I rolled my eyes at the nickname Tony programmed JARVIS to call me.
When I arrived in the living room, Natasha was waiting for me. "Did you get anything on 'kid'?" She asked putting air quotes around the word kid.
"Yeah, he's a fifteen-year-old who thinks he's scary, but in reality is just cute, he has nightmares about happy meals, and has a cousin who's girlfriend rants about how stupid he is," I said.
Natasha raised an eyebrow. "How did you get him to say all of that?"
"We were just talking, and I think or I hope we became friends," I responded.
"You became friends with a fifteen-year-old," she said incredulously.
"Yep, and his boyfriend thinks I'm the best avenger," I stated proudly. Natasha rolled her eyes.
"Did you get his name?" She asked
". . .no."
She sighed. "Does he seem like a threat?"
"Nope, he seems like quite the opposite."
"Okay, as long as he isn't a threat, also do you have his number on a piece of paper or something, in case we need to do a little more investigating."
"Yes, but I also saved him in my contacts."
"why?"
"Because he's fun to talk to,"
Natasha narrowed her eyes. "Okay, just be careful, you never know what kind of bad people are out there."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," I said.
"Next time you text him, get his first and last name so we can run a background check on him." She called out to me as I was heading back to the elevator to go down to the gym to practice my archery.
"Yeah, sure," I responded. I can see why Tony's always happy when he's on his phone. Texting 'not scary' is fun.