Wrong Number Kid

🦾🇺🇸Yippee, another battle for my freedom💀🌞

A/N:

So, can I just start out saying thank you? Haha, of course I can, I'm the author! . . .Wait, you say I can't? Well too bad, because I am!

No, but I'm serious guys, thank you so much. All your support for this story has really motivated me, and I don't think I would have gotten this far into the story without you all. I really appreciate it. So, thank you. 😊

Okay, that's all I wanted to say here so, here you go. Get ready for chaos!

🦾Bucky's POV:

  Steve and I were discussing the possibility of the camp that the kids went to being associated with HYDRA or Red Room. Steve looked kind of sad. It looked like he really liked these kids.

  Suddenly FRIDAY spoke up. "Mr Stark has requested your presence in room R 23," she said.

  "What? Why?" Steve asked.

  "There appears to be ten armed children flying on top of a bronze dragon yelling profanities in Ancient Greek and Latin," She responded.

  "Excuse me?" I said.

  "I said: there appears to be ten armed children flying on top of a bronze dragon yelling profanities in Greek and Latin," she repeated.

  "We'd better go check this out," Steve said.

  I nodded. We rushed out of the room, into the elevator. Can my life get any weirder? I thought.

~~Time skip to when they reach the room Nico is in ᕙ(◍.◎)ᕗ~~

  I opened the door. "Huh, there really are ten armed children flying on top of a bronze dragon yelling profanities in Ancient Greek and Latin," I said.

  There was also a boy with black hair and dark brown eyes rolling around laughing on the floor. That must be the boy Steve was talking about, Nico. I thought. Natasha, Peter, Tony, Bruce, Wanda, and Clint were in the room too.

  "YOU LITTLE SCHISTS! Oh hey is that Hawkeye. . . nevermind. I HOPE YOU DIE IN A HOLE, THEN GET LOST ON YOUR WAY TO THE UNDERWORLD AND END UP IN TARTARUS. ACTUALLY, SCRATCH THAT, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU MYSELF! AND REPLACE THE KNEECAPS ON MY MODEL SKELETONS IN THE INFIRMARY FOR YOURS!! " The blonde boy shouted. Nico started laughing harder. (let's just pretend he said that in Greek)

  "Did you understand any of that?" I asked Steve. 

  "Nope," he replied.

  "Will, can we please get to saving Nico now?" a girl with black, braided hair said.

  The boy, who I assumed was Will sighed. "Fine," he said. "Give me back my boyfriend right now, or some serious shicst is gonna go down." he threatened. Despite his young age, he looked very serious, and you could see it in his eyes he had been in many fights like this. 

  "I am not letting you take him back to that- that nightmare of a camp," Tony said, standing protectively in front of the boy, who had just calmed down and stopped laughing.

  "Umm, well nightmare is a strong word. Camp is kinda fun sometimes," Nico said.

  "Does that mean you'll finally wear the camp T-shirt?" a boy with sea-green eyes asked.

  "Never. Not in a million years am I wearing a bright orange shirt with a pegasus on it," the boy said. Now that he mentioned the shirts, I could see that all the kids were either wearing an orange shirt that said 'Camp Half-Blood', or a purple shirt that said 'SPQR'. Just another thing to add to the list of strange things about these kids. I thought.