These are one shots of spideypool.-. I don't write smut but it might be a little ya know ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

the cliche story where peter accidentally texts the wrong number, and the wrong number happens to be iron man, obviously. and all hell breaks loose. I do not own marvel, surprise surprise.

Just a cliche... Peter texts the wrong number and finds a friend in a person he doesn't even know. How could this possibly go wrong you ask? Well I'm the god over these characters so it could go very wrong if that is what I wish to happen :) (Wrong Number IronDad Fic) -- Peter: YOU ASSHOLE ???: WHAT DID I DO THIS TIME ???: PLUS WHO ARE YOU Peter: WHAT DO YOU MEAN WHO AM I, WHO ELSE WOULD BE PISSED OFF AT YOU RIGHT NOW ???: Honestly, right now you could be any one. ???: I piss off people on a daily basis. Peter: wait, what. Who else is mad at you? Do I need to fight someone on your behalf??!?! ???: Pretty sure I got more people wanting me dead than dollars in my pocket. ???: Actually no, that is a false statement. I'm richer than any other bitch on this planet. Peter: oKaY yOu'Re NoT nEd ???: hOw Do YoU kNoW. Maybe I am Ted -- I don't own the cover art because I'm not that skilled at anything and the characters aren't mine of course because I'm poor ;) And yes the smiles are added to try and make me seem nice :)

"I once only ate cookie dough and energy drinks for a whole week to see what would happen.." "What happened?" "..well I can safely say I'm still alive!" "..." "..it didn't end well.." "..." "I am now banned from a hospital." "How's that even possible?" "I know right!?" "If anything THAT should be illegal." "Not setting fire to the hospital kitchen." "And before you say anything, it was an ACCIDENT!" "But CATHY was too worried about her stupid cookies!" "She banned me without letting me get a chance to explain myself!" "And she just had to be the head doctor there, didn't she?" "I mean what happens if I'm like stabbed but I can't go the fricken hospital." "Like there I am bleeding out at the hospital doors asking to be treated" "and like Cathy and her stupid face is in the way yelling about her burnt cookies" "Do you get stabbed often?" "What?" "Out of my entire rant, that's what you pick up on?" "What about Cathy and her stupid cookies?" "I don't give a damn about Cathy." "Do" "You" "Get" "Stabbed" "Often?" "*awkward chuckle*, would you look at that time for dinner" "Bye mister, thanks for listening to my rants!" "Wait kid!" "You didn't answer my question!" "Kid!" "It's 3 in the morning why are you having dinner now?" "Kid?"