#I was stupid to change it to 714 when I left high school

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The latest in the ex-dadwife saga: dad suspects that she has gotten access (how? Unclear) to his texting capabilities, so changed his number and switched carriers, and is imploring me to do the same

The hypothesis is something like:

In September, my (and his) phone service got cut off suddenly. Spectrum had screwed something up. It took him a surprisingly long time to fix it, in part because he was in Hawaii on business and, ironically, couldn’t get away from his legal work for charter (who owns spectrum) to get to a spectrum store to straighten everything out… but he eventually does. He chalks it up to telecom companies, especially spectrum, being stupid and not understanding that HE is the owner of the account, not his ex-wife, who has somehow migrated to be the primary person on the account. Okay. But he changed it back to him (supposedly).

No problems for a while. However, he starts getting texts from people that are like “wtf did you send this??” and they’re texts from his number that he doesn’t at all remember sending, are not characteristic, but also aren’t like, spam bots (extrapolating from his vague description because he doesn’t understand that I can’t read his mind). He thinks of how this could POSSIBLY be happening, and the only thing he could think of, and the only one who could possibly have access to his number to send texts as him, is ex-wife.

Her motive: when he “straightened everything out” in September, it turned out the service shut off because the credit card he was using for payment had expired, so he put in a new CC# and also ensured that he should be the primary account holder (didn’t work) and also that the address associated with the account (not his current one, but the old one where ex-wife now lives) isn’t getting the extremely cheap employee-discounted cable and internet prices. Since she’s now on the hook for $300+/mo in telecom services and he’s also ignoring her pleas to come talk to her (…wtf), she started sending weird texts to people through his number.

I don’t get it in any way, shape, or form. Genuinely don’t understand. I mean, I understand the vindictive urge to fuck someone’s shit up, but with this particular method??? I don’t feel like she’s technologically savvy enough to do it. Because. HOW.

But also, I don’t understand why he had spectrum split the account so weirdly in the first place (leave cable and internet intact on house 1, but divest her from the phone plan), because YOU’RE FUCKING GETTING A DIVORCE, MY DUDE, CUT HER OFF. But you know, why question the guy who has done this four goddamn times during his 35-year-long career working for Time Warner/AOL/Charter/Spectrum.

Anyway if you’ve gotten weird texts from my number or spammy calls from me, please let me know, because I really don’t want to change my number, but if my own “IMs have been hacked” in my dad’s words, I had probably better.

Also pls tell me if you’ve had really shitty experiences on mint mobile (or I guess like. ANY experiences) because that’s where I’m going because I simply can’t afford/don’t want to pay a thousand dollars a year for a cell phone and mint mobile seems like the best and cheapest option. So.

[sour--strawberries]

Under the Sea, part 1

fandom: Stony (Steve x Tony)

universe: The Little Mermaid AU, Disney version

summary: In an underwater kingdom, a young prince finds love on the surface. It won't be an easy love and first obstacle shows up quickly.

length: 1 714 words

warning: more of a Tony and Rhodey bro!otp fic, Stony romance hinted

inspiration: this prompt and The Little Mermaid

a/n: I heard that school year started for some of you, so I bring a fic to brighten your week! Please excuse the awkward summary, I am just very tired, but wanted to post it today. As always, feedback, comments, likes and reblogs are welcomed and loved!

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Under the Sea, part 1 (part 2, part 3)

“Calm tides to you, Prince Anthony."

“Calm tides to you as well."

The gold colored seaweed curtain silently draped back over the entrance to his bedroom. The bright orb above was disappearing from the sky, darkening the water and marking another day in the underwater kingdom. Tony swam slowly through his bedroom, up to the desk made of coral and looked into the polished surface of a seashell, seeing his reflection. He pulled a face at the prince he saw inside and started to put aside the decorative seashell necklace he wore on his torso during the daytime, which was the heaviest piece of jewelry on him and indicated his royal status. He left the coral bracelets on his wrists and around the tip of his red tail, not wanting to waste any more time. Well, not too much time, at least.

One more thing needed fixing. He picked up a pinkish flower that was growing around the seashell and squeezed the slimy contents out on his palms and rubbed it along his hair. It was the only effective thing to keep his unruly hair in place and prevent it from floating around his head. After all, he had to look presentable at any time. Taking a last glance at his own reflection and after giving an approving nod of the person he saw inside, he took off, swimming through the window to the garden below, trying to not cause too much water disturbance with his tail. He didn't want to alarm the guards, but it was hard to keep the excitement in. It was a tricky way, but Tony knew the surroundings, and soon made it to the fence, not risking swimming above it to remain unspotted, but making his way under it, in an earlier dug tunnel.

"Ugh," Tony grunted when he almost got stuck in the middle. It was getting increasingly difficult to pull his tail out, but he blamed it on the sand moving around him, and not on the double portions of algae. Finally, he was free and shook himself from the sand, swimming faster, his tail hitting the water with force. He counted the coral rocks on his way, remembering that he had to take a left turn at the fifth one. From there, it was the straight way until he reached the Kelp Forest. His heart beat faster when he saw the bright green seaweeds, hoping that he wasn't too late. From this point, all he had to do was to swim up and wait.

Maybe he got too hopeful and optimistic too quickly and, because of that, less careful, and when he was swimming past the seaweeds, he almost screamed when something strongly pulled on his tail and arm. Feeling panic ringing in his head, Tony looked to the back and saw that tall seaweed got tangled into the coral bracelets on his wrist and tail, keeping him in place.

"Oooh, glowing medusas…" Tony cursed, not having time for such kind of play. He tried to wriggle out, but instead, the kelps were pulling him even deeper. "Let go!"

"Well, who do we have here?"

Tony wheezed in fear but calmed down when he recognized the person circling him, and smiled brightly at them.

"Little prince lost the way to his bedroom?" a dark-skinned merman with gray tail asked, swimming around the trapped person.

"Very funny, Rhodes," Tony rolled his eyes, trying to entangle himself. "Can you help me?"

"Not until you explain yourself," Rhodey demanded, voice changing from teasing to stern. He stopped in front of Tony with crossed arms and watched his friend struggle to get out. Tony didn't look eager on talking, so Rhodey decided that it was up to him to start the conversation. "You sneak out every evening. During the day you barely know what is going around you. You sing to yourself and have secrets from me. What is going on?"

"Nothing is going on, Angel Fish," Tony replied, hissing in frustration when he still couldn't get out. "Gah! Will you help me or not?"

"Not until you tell me why you sneaked out."

Finally, Tony looked at Rhodey. Like, really looked. His friend had a stone face, but there was a lot of worry in his eyes. Genuine worry. And Tony would love to tell him. Just he had a feeling his friend wouldn't understand. No one would understand. So, Tony did the only thing he could, and mimicked a puff fish, blowing his cheeks out in a move that meant he won't say a thing.

Rhodey only raised eyebrows at his childish friend. One would think that they were grown up mermen, but noo. Tony had to be difficult. Fine, Rhodey could be difficult too.

"You leave me no choice, Tones," he warned, before swimming away and disappearing into the kelp forest.

At first, Tony thought that Rhodey left him and went to alarm the guards and his father about the prince being in the middle of the sea instead of in his bedroom. But it wasn't like Rhodey to be a tattle tale. Tony felt that it was back to him to get free, so he resumed his struggle, hoping to either break the seaweed or the stupid bracelets he should have taken off in the first place.

"GYAAAH!!" Tony screeched, when something soft and feathery touched his back, going down his spine. He flopped around and his eyes widened when he saw Rhodey holding a long stripe of kelp in his hand, the seaweed rocking gently.

"Last chance to tell me," Rhodey said, pointing the kelp in his friend's direction, wiggling it in warning.

That wasn't fair. Tony frantically tried to pull himself away, but it was no use. "You wouldn't dare," he hissed, screeching more when Rhodey brushed the kelp around his midriff, almost jumping into the kelp forest.

"Oh, I wouldn't?" Rhodey asked, steadily moving the long seaweed, letting the short fronds brush his friend's back, sides and stomach.

It wasn't long until Tony cracked, twirling around himself and trying to push the kelp away with his free hand. "STHAHAHAHAP!!" he yelled out, between the frantic laughter, going crazy when the soft, feathery like fronds teased his skin. The kelp was thick and had fronds all over its length and Tony was under a constant, ticklish attack.

"Not until you tell me where you are going each night," Rhodey reminded his conditions, trying to stay stern and not laugh at his friend's demise. It was so very easy, and he barely had to put any effort into the action, as Tony kept twisting around, the kelp making its way to all the right spots mainly because of the frantic wiggling.

"HAHAHA!!" Tony almost flattened himself against the sea bed when a particularly long stroke brushed his whole back, but that was a terrible idea and it would just leave his front all exposed and practically defenseless. Maybe he had a better one. "I am ahahahahaha the future kihihihihing!! Hahahaha!! I comahahahand you to stoop!"

"I am not doing anything, your highness," Rhodey replied, telling the truth. At this point, it was Tony who didn't notice that he was himself twisting around the kelp, while Rhodey only held it, maybe sometimes guiding it at sensitive spots, but not tickling on his own.

It was hard to say for how long the 'interrogation' between friends would last, and who would give up first when it was interrupted by a huge shadow slowly passing over them. Rhodey dropped the kelp out of surprise and snapped his head up, fearing that Tony's trashing attracted sharks, and prince or not, sharks didn't listen to anyone. It was not a shark, but far, far above his head, on the surface, he saw a giant dark shape moving slowly and ominously.

That was far worse than sharks. It was that vessel that carried two legs, who barged into the sea, throwing nets and invading their kingdom, robbing everything they could reach.

"Tony, we have to get out from here," Rhodey whispered, his heart hammering. No matter what happens, two legs can't know about them. They can't get the prince. "TONY!!" Rhodey yelled, seeing a red, gleaming tail spring past him, cutting the water and heading for the surface, dragging long strands of kelp with him. "GET BACK HERE!" he rushed after his friends, just to fall flat on his face and swallow sand. "Son of an urchin!” Rhodey spat out, seeing a long kelp tied around his fins, holding him back, undoubtedly Tony's work. He started to wrestle with the seaweed, watching Tony becoming smaller and smaller—-

"Hey, what is going on here?"

Rhodey heard a female voice and saw a sting ray swimming closer to him, looking with interest at the scene.

"Thank Neptune you're here!" Rhodey shouted, seeing his and Tony's shared friend. "You need to help me get out, Tony's has gone mad---"

"Oooh, that's quite a knot," the sting ray said in approval, looking at the trapped gray tail. "So? Who did this to you? Who was the brave soul that managed to catch the future Captain of Prince's private guards?”

"That is what I am trying to tell you! Tony did this and now he is swimming to the surface--"

"To the surface?!" the sting ray shrilled in excitement and did a barrel, the unique gold and black stripes shining on her back. "Is he going to meet with that Captain of the boat? The dreamy one, with broad shoulders, golden hair and eyes like the sea after a storm?"

Rhodey's mouth fell open in shock. "What?! Janet, you knew?!"

"Knew about what?" Janet asked in all innocence.

He didn't have time for this. Forcefully, Rhodey swam forward, ripping the kelp out of the sand, and going after Tony. His both friends were clearly insane and it was his job to keep Tony out of trouble.

"Heey, wait for me!" Janet reminded, not able to swim as fast as mermaids and going after both of them at her own pace. She didn't want to miss a thing.

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