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Relationship: Poly!Bill and Ted x Fem!Reader
Summary: A malfunction with the booth lands Bill and Ted into the most peculiar situation they’ve been in, stuck in the year 2021 standing in front of a woman they never thought they’d meet.
Words: 1,087
Warnings/Tags: Bill being kind of a dick to Ted, Covid-free universe, nothing else really, character ends up in the reader’s universe au
Author’s Note: This came to me when I was in the shower while thinking about the concept of having Bill and Ted watch the movies they’ve been in. This also started off as a crackfic idea only for me to actually put thought into it
EDIT: Changed the summary from what it previously was to what it is now, I feel like this one’s a little better.
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This was totally Ted’s fault, not that he would fully admit it. Turning the blame on Bill who had in fact pointed out the wrong number while digging through his backpack. It wasn’t rare for Ted to forget the number to Billy The Kid’s location, and Bill was always better with operating the phone booth than he was. So of course, as a result they ended up in the wrong place with a broken antenna. The booth had knocked against the apartment building’s roof on their way down, sending pieces of red metal across the rainy parking lot.
Bill couldn’t help but let out a frustrated sigh as he watched the top of the booth spark from where they stood inside, his eyes practically rolling into the back of his head as he thought of the amount of Elmer's glue it would take to get all of those pieces back together. He looked up at Ted, who was still staring out the window, past the water droplets that cascaded down the slightly dirty windows, at the damage he had done. He knew it would be impossible to fix it in the rain unless Bill wanted to risk going to his grave early by electrocuting himself. So with one last glance at the sparks above, Bill finally decided there was no use staying inside the booth and that Billy would have to wait.
They were lucky enough to be so close to the apartment building, where they could take shelter from the rain. Ted stared at the booth, guilt beginning to crawl up his throat but still unable to apologize as it truly wasn’t his fault.
“Ted my friend, this is the most heinous situation…” Bill complained, looking up at his taller companion “You’re sure you put in the number I told you to?”
“Well you had to have put it in wrong somehow. How else would we have ended up in this-” Bill paused for a second, looking around the environment to try and guess where the two of them may have landed “Place.”
“Of course dude, you know I would never miss an opportunity to play cards with Billy.” ted answered.
Ted looked at Bill, wondering why Bill found it so hard to believe that he may have just given the taller of the two the wrong number in the phone book. He shrugged his shoulders, hair waving and tickling against his nose as he tried to come up with a good response. Noticing how tense Bill was as he looked around.
“I promise you dude, I put in the right number, I checked at least three times while putting it in.”
“I should’ve just done it instead like I usually do.” Bill muttered with his eyes trained ahead on the almost empty parking lot. He crossed his arms with a bit of a shiver as the wind started to pick up, suddenly regretting the decision to wear his Motörhead crop top, missing the warmth of San Dimas.
The brunette couldn’t help but frown at his friend’s growing attitude towards him, not entirely understanding why he was being so hostile over one simple mistake that could be fixed in just a few hours. Ted wondered if the stress of their newly acquired jobs at Pretzel 'N' Cheese was starting to weigh on the blonde, or if apartment hunting while living with his recently divorced dad was becoming too much to juggle. Ted guessed it could be a number of things, but what he didn’t understand was why it had to be taken out on him.
Silence was heavy between the two as Bill rubbed his arms occasionally and Ted rocked back and forth on the heels of his feet, looking up at the grey sky with vague curiosity. The chill in the air was also beginning to become more noticeable to the taller of the two as well, his own body flinching at the sudden shiver that would take over his upper body before resuming his rocking as if it hadn’t happened at all.
It was hard to know just how long they had been standing in the cold, even though Ted glanced down at his wrist he was reminded that he once again forgot to wind his watch. Something he had hoped he would begin to remember doing now that he had a job, but that didn’t seem to be the case. Ted gave a hopeful glance towards Bill, who was now sitting on the steps that led to the second floor of units, his head turned away from his friend and towards the wetted roads where a car would whiz past occasionally and kick up some water from the puddles that were beside the sidewalks.
The awful silence was finally broken though by the sound of one of the apartment door’s opening, Ted looked over at them, their back turned as they still had their door cracked open listening to an inaudible voice filtering from inside. He was quick to lose interest and looked back at the flickering sign to some mattress company that was just across the street.
The person at the door shrugged a purse on their shoulder and let out an agreeing hum before saying, “If there’s any pizza left then leave me some! I’ll be back in a few minutes.” Before closing the door and proceeding to dig through their purse, presumably for car keys.
Both Bill and Ted’s heads whipped towards the all too familiar sounding voice, a voice they had heard over and over again in the theaters and on the TV in Bill’s living room during their annual movie nights. The very own Armageddon Lady herself was walking right towards them, still digging through her purse muttering to herself about her keys.
Bill was quick to stand up from his seat on the stairs and stand beside his taller friend, his eyes wide and mouth agape and all Ted could was let the word vomit take over.
“No way dude…. It’s Armageddon Lady!”
Your heart practically jumped into your throat at the loud, yet familiar sounding voice, your eyes immediately snapping from your purse and the two men stood just a few feet in front of you. Your own eyes widened, mouth falling open and you almost dropped your phone as your brain practically short circuited, trying to wrap itself around seeing the younger versions of well known actors right in front of you, dressed exactly like-
