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(Crack fic AU where Pietro survived in Sokovia and is living with the avengers in New York. This should have never been written tbH)

“I’VE BEEN SENDING MEMES TO THE WRONG PERSON FOR LIKE, TWO WEEKS AND THEY’VE JUST BEEN SENDING THEM BACK! WHO DOES THAT?!”

Chapter 1: Unknown Number

Chapter Text

“Alright, thanks!” Caralyn says into the speaker as she quickly scrawls the last phone number down on a piece of paper.

 

“Whatever, Cara.” Trina laughs through the phone. “Now I really gotta go. Just don’t break this one.”

 

“I won’t.” She rolls her eyes. Trina was referring to Cara’s new phone. “This one’s waterproof.”

 

“Kay, bye,” Trina says before the call comes to an end. Cara felt terrible for making her friend give her a list of everyone's’ numbers, so she kept it as short and quick as possible. Her phone tragically “died” in an accident. She was binge-watching to an extreme, and her phone fell in the tub. Needless to say, it was a lesson learned.

 

Cara began the annoying process of adding the many phone numbers to her contacts. She didn’t exactly have many friends, but she always had her fellow pupils’ numbers in case she needed anything for one of her classes. She finished before plopping down on her bed and typing out a text to her friend, Will.

 

Cara : YOUR FAVE BITCH IS BACKKKKK

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She laughed as she sent a picture of Kermit the Frog. Will would instantly know it was her. Trina didn’t appreciate memes the way Will did. Will was Cara’s only friend that would actually laugh or reply with another meme.

 

Her phone vibrates and she opens the message. It is a Gavin meme. She rolls her eyes before scrolling on instagram to find something stupid to send in return.

 

______________

 

Pietro’s POV

 

Pietro is finishing up training as he hears his phone go off. He furrows his eyebrows before speeding to the other side of the room and unlocking it. He rarely got text messages. The only one who ever really texted him was Wanda, but they were rarely apart. He hardly ever left the Avenger’s tower, so he didn’t have many other people to talk to.

 

He becomes further confused as he notices the unfamiliar number. He opens the message and chuckles to himself in confusion.

 

UNKNOWN NUMBER : YOUR FAVE BITCH IS BACKKKKK

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Who starts a conversation like that? Pietro thinks to himself and laughs. He begins to type out “wrong number” but quickly backspaces. He scrolls through his gallery momentarily before sending a meme of Gavin. He assumes the stranger will figure out they have the wrong number and cease contact; however, the random message was the first thing that made him laugh all day. He places his phone in his back pocket before preparing to go about the rest of his day.

 

 

He was sitting on the kitchen counter, chatting with Wanda, when his phone went off again. He opens the message to find another meme. This one was of a dog. He shakes his head with a small grin on his face before sending another picture from his gallery.

 

“What are you doing?” Wanda inquires curiously, tilting her head.

 

“Nothing,” he says without looking at her, still smiling, “Someone has the wrong number.” Wanda furrows her eyebrows before scooting next to him and peering at his screen.

 

“Of course you have to be weird about it,” his sister scoffs.

 

“Hey, they were weird first,” Pietro laughs. The twins were still being introduced to Western culture, but Pietro quickly caught on with memes. Wanda found them ridiculous, but Pietro loved that they didn’t need to make sense to be funny.

 

Wanda tried to pick the conversation back up but she could tell that Pietro was not paying attention. “Pietro,” she says, waving a hand in front of him. There was a ding every few seconds that would make Pietro smile again. She sighs and gives up before exiting the kitchen.

 

Pietro hits send once again, laughing more than he should be at this point. It was just picture, after picture, after picture.

 

UNKNOWN NUMBER: GIVE ME A BREAK!!1! THIS IS A NEW PHONE SO I DON’T HAVE ANY PICTURES!! I CAN’T KEEP UP SMH

 

Pietro laughs at this even harder before typing out his first actual message to the person.

 

Pietro: Ha. I win.

 

He was expecting the person to figure it out right away. He laughs at the thought of them realizing much later. His phone dings again and he looks down at the message.

 

UNKNOWN NUMBER: This is just round one, try again sweaty

 

 

Before Pietro realized, it was 2 am and he was still spamming this stranger with memes. He feels ridiculous but it genuinely made his day. Eventually, the stranger stops replying and Pietro can only assume they fell asleep. He sighs, trying to refresh his messages even though he knows nothing is there. He shuts off his phone, setting it aside before finally drifting off to sleep himself.

 

Pietro wakes up the next morning to his blaring alarm. He feels extremely groggy. He somewhat regrets staying up so late, knowing that he had to get up early. He is tempted to just hit snooze, but he reluctantly dismisses the alarm. He smiles when he sees a notification from the weird stranger.

 

UNKNOWN NUMBER: School’s a bitch

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He chuckles before looking for something else to send. As he puts his phone on his nightstand and gets out of bed, he realizes that the weird stranger would probably figure out they have the wrong number some time today. He does not understand why the thought almost saddens him. The weirdest part of all is that he does not want them to stop talking to him even if they were just a stranger. It gave him a distraction. He shakes it off before getting started on his day. He definitely was not going to allow himself to become attached to a complete stranger.