***:
Ned i need your help! 
I accidentally been stabbed. 
There is so much blood. 
NEEED! 
    
                              *****:
Do you have a first aid kit? 
                              *** :
Yes. What do i do? 
                              *****:
First clean the wound if there is too much blood, so you would see it better. I hope you don't have the weapon still inside you. Can you tell me if  any organs are hit or if the would is to deep? 
                              ***:
No,no organs hit and it doesn't look deep,but it bleeds a lot! I'm scared, what if i die? May would be destroyed. 
                              *****:
You wont die if you listen to me and stay calm. Try to wipe the blood so you could see what you are sewing. Do you know how to sew? 
                              ***:
Yes. I hate when this happens. 
                              *****:
Make sure you sew it tight. You don't want it to open accidentally and bleed. Are you ok? 
                              *****:
If you don't answer in 10 seconds i will hack your phone and find your location and call an ambulance or a funeral service. 
                              ***:
Ned! Chill! I'm alive. It took a while to sew my wound. You know i can go to the hospital! As my guy in the chair you must be prepared to solve any problem without someone else! 
                              *****:
Now that the emergency is over... 
Why can you go to the hospital? Criminal? Thief? 
What do you need a guy ina chair? What that's supposed to mean? 
Is your friend in wheel chair? 
Why did you get stabbed? 
And how the fuck can that happen accidentally? 
                              ***:
You are not Ned, aren't you? 
                              *****:
No. Now answer the question or i will come after you. 
                              ***:
My aunt works at the hospital. She will panic. I can't be a criminal. With Peter's luck, i will probably ending robbing my own house. Ned is my  best friend and guy in the chair is our thing. What- why i am answering you? Stranger danger! 
                              *****:
Stranger danger? How old are you? Do your parents know what  are you doing at 3 am? 
                              ***:
My parents are dead! 😭
                              *****:
Sorry, kid. My parents are dead too. 
                              ***:
Now i am crying because of you! That's should make me feel better! What? are you starting a dead parents club? 
                              *****:
Frick! I made a 5 year old cry! Sorry, sorry, kid... i didn't mean to make you cry. Sorry.. I'm just tired 
Are you safe? 
                              ***:
5 year old? I'm 15
                              *****:
And horrible with the whole strange danger thing.I already know your name is Peter and you are 15.Anything else? Home address? I could be a kidnapper. 
                              ***:
I thought you were a cop. With all the are you a criminal questions and the knowledge that you can fix a wound..... Holy noodles i talked with a kidnapper! 
                              *****:
What I'm not a kidnapper, kid! 
                              ***:
That's what a kidnapper would say. (ง'̀-'́)งStay away from me Mr. Kidnapper. I have 3 gummy bear and I'm not afraid to use them! ᕦ(Ò_Óˇ)ᕤ
                              *****:
Hahaha! Kid, you are threatening me with gummy bears? 
                              ***:
Vitamin C gummy bears!   \ (Ò_Ó) /
                              *****:
Oh, no! VITAMIN gummy bears! My weakness! I'm dying.... ヾ(×_×)ツ
                              ***:
                              ⎧ᴿᴵᴾ⎫◟◟◟◟◟◟◟ ❀◟(ó ̯ ò, )
                              I will miss you Mr. Kidnapper. 
                              *****:
👻Its Ms. You  wrote wrong on my tombstone. Change it. Or my ghost will haunt you. And I'm not a kidnapper kid! 
                              ***:
If you say so. 
                              ("***" changed "*****" to Ms. Not a kidnapper) 
                              Ms. Not a kidnapper :
Really, kid. If this is how you want to play Peter... 
                              ***:
Wait-what? what will you do? 
                              ("Ms. Not a kidnapper" changed "***" to Profesional accidental stabber) 
                              Profesional accidental stabber:
Exactly. Im a pro at that😎. So tell me, Ms. Not a kidnapper.... how much would i cost? 5000$?100000$?🤑
                              Ms. Not a kidnapper:
Well...that wound will decrease your value😬
                              Profesional accidental stabber:
Oh, man! 
                              Ms. Not a kidnapper:
And you are careless with private information.... not good... aaand talking with strangers..... i think 
your valie would be 5$.
                              Profesional accidental stabber:
Not funny 😑
Even a goldfish costs more. 
How old are you? 
                              Ms. Not a kidnapper:
30.And i am a cop. So i suggest you 
to be more careful with who you talk online. There are really dangerous people. 
                              Profesional accidental stabber:
Like ME! ( •̀ᴗ•́ )و 
                              Ms. Not a kidnapper:
Why do i have the weird sensation that you have been stabbed because you just stumbled on a rock and fell in a knife which was on the sidewalk?
                              Profesional accidental stabber:
Now we also have a stalker....
                              Ms. Not a kidnapper:
I'm multitasking.
You are or the most amusing kid on the planet or I'm really tiredd
                              Profesional accidental stabber:
I'm the best clown cause my life is a joke🙂
   
                              Ms. Not a kidnapper:
Shot! Kid! Its 5:30!
                              Profesional accidental stabber:
And? 
                              Ms. Not a kidnapper:
Tomorrow it's Monday! You have school! Go to sleep! 
                              Profesional accidental stabber:
Thanks-
Wait- 
You gave me an idea. 
                              ("Profesional accidental stabber" changed "Ms. Not a kidnapper" to "Mom") 
                              Profesional accidental stabber:
Goodnight, mom! 
                              Mom:
Goodnight-
Wait-
I'm not your mom. 
Kid
Kid
That's not funny 
Change it! 
Kidddddddd
Petttttttterrrrrrrr! 
                                      
                                          
                                   
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The wrong number that saved me
FanfictionPeter Parker was hurt during a mission and accidentally text the wrong number. Natasha Romanoff was sleeping, when an unknown number text her and ask for help. What would that lead to? SECOND BOOK:The right number that reunited us
 
                                               
                                                  