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Prompt: Butt Dial
Class hadn't quite started when Peter's phone rang. If he had wanted to, he could have just sent the call to voicemail and be done with it. Except Peter was Peter, and we all know how that goes. He saw the call from Groot and answered it immediately, putting the call on speaker out of habit. The half of the class that was already in their seats watched with amusement.
"Hello. You're on speaker," Peter said. Silence. Peter could hear noises that meant someone was there, but nobody had said anything. "Hello? Anyone there?"
"Who's there?!" someone who was most definitely NOT Groot shouted in alarm. Peter was pretty sure it was Drax.
"It's Peter," Peter replied calmly. He knew it was best to just be blunt with Drax. He didn't understand metaphors and took everything literally. Peter happened to be there to witness Clint learning that lesson the hard way the last time the Guardians had visited Earth. He had asked Drax to "hit the lights". Now they have a hole in the wall where the lightswitch used to be. Honestly, Peter was just impressed Drax went after the switch and not the actual lights.
"Quill? Why is your disembodied voice sounding very strange?" Drax asked. Whoops. Peter forgot there was a second Peter.
"I'm the other Peter. Peter Parker. And my voice isn't disembodied. I think you have me on speaker."
"I do not have you on the speaker. There is no way for you to fit," Drax said. Peter sighed. When you take away metaphors and modern terms, Peter only had about ten percent of the English language left to communicate with Drax. It was quite the language barrier.
"Uhh...no. Speaker like Speakerphone. Where you don't need to hold the phone to your ear to talk."
"How would I have put you on the speakerphone?"
"Did you sit on something?"
"Only this dumb device Groot is always on."
"That's a phone. I think you accidentally called me when you sat on it."
"How is that possible?"
"It's called a butt dial. When you sat down, you pressed certain buttons, which called me as a result."
"If you say so, not Quill's voice."
"I'm just gonna hang up now," Peter said with a sigh. He did so after a couple seconds, not hearing anything from Drax. That was certainly one of Peter's more...interesting calls, to say the least. He had never been booty called by an alien before.
Meant to post this last night, but if I'm being honest...I got too distracted reading a new fic that I didn't want to type this up. Whoops. In my defense, it's a good fic and its only 71 chapters.
I'm going to post this one and the next chapter at the same time, since the next one is very short. It was just kind of a bonus idea meant for the end of all the calls, but since I was bored I ended up working on it. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! I'll see you shortly for the next update! Please Follow, Favorite, and Review!