Well... That's a Wrong Number

The Eighth Part (I think??)

Fight Club
7:57am

Peter: shawty get down

Mr. Tony Sir: I ducked just as you sent that? And I dodged a wrench being thrown at my head?
Mr. Tony Sir: Was that directed at me? Do you have some sort of physic power or hidden cameras watching me

Peter: You reacted? To me calling you short?

MR. Tony Sir: I
Mr. Tony Sir: I'm used to being called short :( I'm not that short.
Rhode work ahead: Don't lie to the kid shortie
Window Licker Grant: I could step on him

Peter: You step on him, I steal your kneecaps and sell them on the black market to get me some cash

Mr. Tony Sir: A bit violent but thanks for the support

Peter: Us shorties need to stick together

Rhode work ahead: Another shortie? Damn he really is a Tony Jr
Mr. tony Sir: Does this mean I'm taller than you kid? :D

Peter: Most probably. But I still have puberty to go through, what's your excuse

Mr. Tony Sir: You know what shouldn't you be at school

Peter: I don't need to be there for another 20 minutes

Mr. Tony Sir: Aha and how long does it take you to get there

Peter: Ah it takes me 25 minutes to walk there

Mr. Tony Sir: Are you not seeing the issue here? 20 minutes till school starts but 25 minutes to get there? You getting my point?

Peter: Eh it's fine I'll make it on time

Natasha: I'm pretty sure you won't unless you've somehow figured out time travel

Peter: Not yet but I'm working on it! And fine :( I guess I'll start walking. If I get mugged it's your fault Mr. Tony

Mr. Tony Sir: Why is it my fault? You were going to walk anyway??

Peter: But you made me go at this specific time so if I get mugged it's because you made me start walking at this time which made me run into a mugger

Mr. Tony Sir: Fine I guess I did tell you to go at this time. If you get mugged, which you better not, I'll send you cash to make up for whatever's stolen

Peter: Can't send money to replace a stab wound with no stab wound

Mr. Tony Sir: your not going to get stabbed

Peter: I could, it's happened before

Mr. Tony Sir: God, for a second there I forgot you were a dumbass. Of course you've been stabbed
Mr. Tony Sir: Fine, if you get stabbed, which please don't try to, I'll pay for your hospital bills