Wrong Number Kid

🇺🇸A nine-year-old is stronger than Tony Stark🐦

A/N:

My friend Dragon didn't help me with writing the story, but she said she wanted to help me write the A/N soooooooo. . . yeah.

Dragon: he shall decide your fate. That is scary. I dunno about this.

Sundew: I'm going to write everything you say

Dragon: Whyyyyyyyyyyy. Don't. Welp. That's cool.

Sundew: What's cool?

Dragon: What?

Sundew: You said 'that's cool'.

Dragon: You're writing everything I say. Great.

Sundew: That's kind of what I just said.

Dragon: Well. . . I'm hungry now.

Sundew: Why?

Dragon: If Leo gets to have pizza then I get to have pretzels and popcorn because I don't want pizza, not today.

Sundew: You make literally no sense.

Dragon: *gasp* Did you just say that? I do make sense. like, just today I found a whole dollar under my pillow, that doesn't make sense though so. . .

Sundew: okay then. . .?

Dragon: OH! I have to go, bye.

Sundew: bye.

Dragon: bye.

Sundew: bye.

Dragon: *is no longer here because she left the call*

Sooooooooooooooooooo that was a really long A/N.

 🐦Clint's POV:

  When Will said our names, and supposedly 'gave us permission' to enter the camp, I didn't think anything would happen. . . I was dead wrong.

  The invisible wall disappeared right before our eyes revealing what looked like a summer camp, but there were kids chasing each other with swords, an archery ring, a climbing wall spewing lava, and creatures that I thought only existed in myths walking around.

  "This can't be real," Natasha muttered.

  "Oh it's real alright," a boy with black hair and sea-green eyes said.

  "Welcome to Camp Half-Blood!" Leo exclaimed.

  "This camp doesn't look safe," Steve said.

  "Oh, trust me, it's not. But it's fun!" the hockey-mask boy said.

  "And if you don't mess with the wrong campers, and you steer clear of the forge, you shouldn't get hurt that badly," an Asian boy with a bow said.

  "Hey! The forge is very safe!" Leo said.

  All of the kids raised their eyebrows.

  "Well, I mean, there is the occasional explosion, and machine turned evil, but it's not too bad," Leo said.

  The blonde girl who ran up the tree shook her head and rolled her eyes.

  "So, are we just going to stand here, or are we gonna actually go inside?" a boy with electric blue eyes asked. 

  "Right, let's go!" the boy with Leo said.

  We walked into the camp, and right as we did, an arrow flew straight at the boy with sea-green eyes. He caught it in mid-air right before it hit his arm. If it was even possible, my eyes got wider than they already were.