After a science experiment goes wrong, Tony sends a text to Bruce.
Except it wasn't.
Heyo, yes, a wrong number fanfiction, but this time it's with Tony and Stephen.
Enjoy
"Shit!" Grumbles Tony Stark who is currently working on a faulty suit. His dark hair was fluffed up and his face covered with grease and oil. "Don't be a bitch now," Just as Tony thought it would work it blows up. Crying out with surprise Tony jumps back. Bringing his calloused hands close for inspection, he frowns when little speckles of blood appear.
Unknown Number:
Hey, Brucie bear, I have a slight problem with the suit.
Unknown Number:
B
Unknown Number:
R
Unknown Number:
U
Unknown Number:
C
Unknown Number:
E
???
Who the hell is this?
Unknown Number:
Don't be fucking with me bro, the fucking thing just blew up in my face! It'll ruin the beard!
???
Well, that would be rather unfortunate.
Unknown Number:
Okay, u r not Bruce.
So who are you?
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??? 😐
???
Could ask the same about you.
For all I know, you could be a threat to the earth.
Which then I would have to get off my lazy ass and fight you and I don't think I want to waste my energy.
Unknown Number:
Trust me, if I wanted to rule the world, you wouldn't even see me coming.
Plus, how do I know I'm not speaking to some alien who's secretly planning a plot to kill me? Wouldn't be the first. Nor the last.
???:
Who are you? Why would people want you?
Unknown Number:
Wow, you wound me. I'm a man with power. Mess with me then SHIIIIII
You wouldn't live to tell the tail.
???:
Shiii?
Unknown Number:
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Unknown Number:
You uncultured SWINE. Do NOT talk to me anymore 😤
???: 🙄 You're the one who spoke or well, texted me first.
Unknown Number:
You could've just ignored me but you didn't. I'm curious now. 🤨
???:
Calm down, Sherlock. No need to go all inspector gadget with me.
Unknown Number:
Do you know Sherlock? Who's your favourite one?
The Robert dude or Benedict dude? Mine's Benedict.
???:
Robert. Now can you please stop texting me, I have more important things to do than talk to you. 🙂
Unknown Number:
Nothing's stopping you.
???:
Farewell then.
Tony scoffs. What a rude bastard! Does he know who he is? Well, obviously no. Maybe if he had known he was talking to Tony Stark then he would've acted differently. Tony sighs, stepping out from the lab and finding his way to Bruce. It was fun talking to that stranger. He seemed posh. Or he certainly typed like an Englishman.
