Peter:
Ned
Nedddddd!
Answer me, it's code red!
???:
Who is this?
How did you get this number?
Peter:
Ned, I think it's pretty obvious who this is
This is no time for kidding around
I need you to meet me at the base
???:
The base?!
Okay I've had enough messing around
You either tell me who you are or I hack you and find out myself
Peter:
*le gasp*
You're not Ned!
Also good luck with hacking my phone😏
???:
...
What the hell is this??
Why can't I hack this firewall?!
Peter:
Hehe 😈
And language!
My ears are young and impressionable
???:
You little shit
And you can't be that young if you have a firewall that
rivals Stark's tech
Peter:
Stark's tech?
As in Tony Stark?
How do you have access to Stark Technology?
*Double le gasp*
Do you know Tony Stark?!
???:
I'll tell you if you tell me your name
Peter:
Yeah, no
You could be a pedophile for all I know
I could probably just hack your phone to find out
But I won't because I'm polite
???:
A pedophile?
So you are a kid!
Peter:
Fudge
Oh would you look at the time!
I have to go!
Bye Mr/Miss Possible Pedophile Person!
Peter's POV
I refocused from my phone screen to my current problem: hiding from child services. I carefully looked over the edge of the roof, scanning the streets for the people I had been running from in my civilian form. I had managed to duck into an alley long enough to climb up the wall to the roof of a building without getting caught.
Ever since Aunt May died in a car crash, I had been living in foster homes that had been nothing but pure hell. These child services people will basically stick you with anyone that is willing, so a lot of us usually end up in situations like mine: running from officials and learning to survive on your own.
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Wrong Number, Kid
FanfictionPeter Parker, now newly orphaned yet again after Aunt May passes away, is left with no one. After he gets left in one-too-many abusive foster homes, Peter decides to make his own rules and ends up annoying Nick Fury into giving him a job. Years late...
