A/N:

  Hello, whoever's reading this. I hope you're having a good day/night. I have a question for any Americans out there. my friend who lives in Minnesota said people in the USA measure in football fields, and in the USA, football is called soccer, and soccer is called football. What? Is this true? I'm so confused right now.

  Anyways, here's the story:

💀Nico's POV:

  'Annoying happy meal' was. . . interesting. Apparently, he was a friend of 'STRANGER DANGER',  who I apparently make happy. I don't know how to feel about this, I mean, how are you supposed to feel if you accidentally text a random stranger, you text them for two days, and then suddenly their friend shows up saying you make them happy, and now you're friends with them too?

  I sighed, why must the internet be so weird?

  I was still in the infirmary due to Will insisting my injury was severe (it really wasn't I mean, the cut was only an inch deep) and telling me I needed to stay in bed for at least another day, and me not being able to say no to my boyfriend.

  I was just sitting in the surprisingly comfy bed contemplating life when my phone buzzed.

*:･ﾟ✧ ~⭐️~✧ﾟ･: *

STRANGER DANGER

I'm bored

You

I'm sorry, I think missed the part where that was my problem

STRANGER DANGER

C'mon kid, why don't we play a game or something

You

lemme think. . .

NO

STRANGER DANGER

Oh, I know!

20 questions

You

If you have ever played that game in your life before, you will know that 20 questions always ends up as a game of share the most inappropriate secrets you can think of and then further escalates into a game of dodgeball

STRANGER DANGER

. . .

should I be concerned?

You

I was forced to play the game with my friends once, the only sane people there were me, my cousin's girlfriend, and my half-sister. I literally had to pull my cousin's head out of the sink.

STRANGER DANGER

I'm not even going to ask.

You

A wise decision

Oh, and also, Annoying happy meal cares about you

STRANGER DANGER

Come again?

You

Your friend

he cares about you 

STRANGER DANGER

Did 'my friend' say his real name?

You

no

STRANGER DANGER

okay, then what does he act like?

You

He's annoying and really likes Hawkeye.

*:･ﾟ✧ ~⭐️~✧ﾟ･: *

🍸Tony's POV:

  "CLIIIIIIINT!" I yelled after I saw 'kid''s last message. "That Birdbrain! How did he even get 'kid''s number?"

  "He appears to have looked at your contacts two days ago after Ms. Potts told you to go to sleep," JARVIS replied. 

  "That was a rhetorical question, but thanks anyway JARVIS," I said.

  "No problem sir, I am always here to help," he said in his British accent. 

  How dare that archery pigeon snoop in my personal contacts! I thought, anger clearly visible on my face.

  Suddenly someone cleared their throat and I was pulled back into reality. Oh, oops, I forgot I was in a meeting. "Mr. Stark, do you have something to add?" Mr./Ms./Mx. (insert random last name) asked.

  "Nope," I said popping the 'p'. 

  "Would you care to tell me who this 'kid' is?" he/she/they said.

  "Nope," I said popping the 'p' again.

  ". . .right," he/she/they said. "Well, back to the meeting."

  As soon as the meeting was over I rushed out of the door. "CLINT, WHERE ARE YOU!" I yelled.

  He popped his head out from the vents above me. "Yeah?" he asked.

  "YOU SNOOPED IN MY PERSONAL CONTACTS!" I shouted at him.

  "Well yeah, can you blame me? You were suddenly acting happy whenever you were on your phone, and you were acting just generally less stressed." Clint said.

  I huffed in annoyance. "Yes, I can blame you! That kid texted me. And only me. Stop texting him!"

  Clint smirked. "Sure thing Iron Can." He said as he hopped back up into the vents.

  "Why do I feel like he's not gonna listen to me?" I said to myself.

🐦Clint's POV:

  I snickered when I heard Tony mumble about me not listening to him. That's because I'm not gonna listen, I thought.

*:･ﾟ✧ ~⭐️~✧ﾟ･: *

 You

Hey not scary

Not Scary

What do you want happy meal?

You

SD told me not to talk to you

Not Scary

SD?

You

STRANGER DANGER

Not Scary

Oh

you're not gonna listen, are you?

You

nope

Not Scary

🙄 of course

You

So, what do you want to do?

Not Scary

Honestly, what is it with internet strangers asking me to entertain them?

You

What?

Not Scary

'SD' asked me to play 20 questions with him a couple of hours ago

You

Oh cool

So, what did he ask you?

Not Scary

Nothing

I refused to play

You

Why?

Not Scary

The last time I played 20 questions, my cousin Percy's head ended up in a sink

My friend Leo set my other friend Reyna's shirt on fire

Reyna tried to murder Leo with a spatula

I had to hold her back, which got me a black eye and broken nose

Percy's half-brother Tyson accidentally threw the lid of a jar of peanut butter at my friend Frank

It bounced off Frank and hit Percy

Percy threw it at my friend Jason

Jason threw it at me

It turned into a game of intense dodgeball

long story short, 20 questions is the fuel for chaos

and I hate chaos

You

😶

. . .You have crazy friends

Not Scary

You have no idea

My boyfriend is telling me to "get your lazy emo but off your phone, 'cause cabins don't clean themselves." so, bye.

You

Bye 👋

A/N:

  M'kay, that's all for now. Thanks for reading and I hope you liked the chapter.

Bye,

-Sundew ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔ