T.W- Vomiting, bullying

Summary- when peter wakes up sick his dad says he can't go to school. What he forgot was there was a field trip but peter never looked at it. Let's see what happens when his class comes to the tower and sees him sick with all the avengers around him.

(Peter's P.O.V)

I hear my alarm go off and groan as I sit up.

A wave of dizziness consumes me and I have to lay back down, my head is pounding and I feel my senses have turned up (not sensory overload though).

I shut my alarm off and crawl back into my blankets feeling cold and nauseous.

I start to drift off when FRIDAY speaks up 'Peter, boss has requested you get up now or you will be late for your trip,' I groan and roll over and sit up.

I don't wanna miss the surprise trip today, I think to myself.

I grab my blankets and stand up, my legs shake beneath me and I feel another wave of nausea take over my body.

I bolt to my bathroom and hunch over the side of the toilet, throwing up all that was in my stomach, my throat feels raw once I stop.

I stand up again, colder than before and look in the mirror.

I look like death, I muse silently to myself.

My hair is stuck to my forehead from the sweat, pale skin, sunken eyes and my nose is red and my cheeks look flushed.

'Peter, it seems you have a 104.3 fever, would you like me to inform boss of your condition,' FRIDAY asks quietly knowing my senses are heightened more than usual right now.

"Please," I whisper voice raw and throat screaming with every swallow I take.

I stumble back to bed feeling exhaustion take over my body.

I hear my door open and look over to see all my family standing there with worry written on their faces.

"Hey underoos, how you feeling?" My dad asks walking into my room with the others trailing behind.

"Bad. It hurts dad," I reply voice cracking at the end.

Everyone grimaces at the sound of my voice and mum and dad sit on either side of my bed.

"Go to sleep Bambi, let your healing try to fix you up yeah," mum says taking my hand while my dad runs his hand through my hair, moving it out from my eyes.

I just nod knowing that when I wake up I might at least feel a bit better.

"ребенок паук if you need anything just tell FRI ok, and we will be here," I nod again feeling my eyes droop close as darkness consumes me.

(Ned's P.O.V)

Me and MJ sat at the back of the bus wondering, where we are going and where Peter is.

I hope he is ok.

"Where is Penis then Ned," Flash asks from a few seats in front of us.

"I don't know Flash, just leave me alone," I snap back.

He just rolls his eyes and starts talking to his friends around him.

MJ glaces up from her book to look at me "what's up loser?" she asks.

"I'm just worried about Peter, what if he is hurt from you know what," I reply quietly.

"I get where you are coming from but this is Peter we are talking about here," she replies.

"Yeah. I guess," I say looking out the window.

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When we arrive at the surprise place i stare in shock we are at THE STARK INDUSTRIES.

Omg omg omg, I think, but then realisation hits me. If Peter is hurt or something then he is most likely here, I mean this is his home after all.

We walk in through the entrance and everyone gawks at the sheer size and awesomeness of this place.

You see, even though I am Peters best friend I have never been here, I don't mind of course, we always hang out though.

My teacher, Mr Cooper walks up to the desk and says, "hi there, I'm here with Midtown High, 10 o'clock tour until 4 o'clock."

"Ah yes, welcome to SI, there will be a tour guide here for you in a few moments."

5 minutes later a man around 25 walks in and comes to our group holding badges.

"Hello Midtown, I am Brett, and I'll be your tour guide today."

He goes through the badges saying how 1-omega is the lowest pass, the one we have and 10-alpha the avengers and Pepper Potts have plus one other.

After that we head into the intern labs and look there for an hour.

"Ok class, now we are going to head to the training room, if anyone is training then we will be able to see through the glass. Do not shout or distract them or they could get hurt or we could. Ok lets go," then we headed to the training room.

(Peters P.O.V)

I woke up two hours later at 9 and felt somewhat better, my senses have calmed down now.

My throat still felt sore and I still felt really cold but not as much as before.

Praise having a healing factor.

I got up and was thankful when I didn't get dizzy or want to throw up.

I still had my blanket wrapped tightly around me and headed toward the living room.

When I entered I saw that everyone was on the sofa watching a show.

I plopped down next to uncle Clint and Auntie Nat.

"Hey kid how you feeling now?" Uncle Clint asks from beside me, "better thanks" I reply.

Steve walks in with some water and I thank him feeling the soreness of my throat ease up after taking a sip.

We sit there for about an hour watching a show called Sherlock.

"I'm going to go train, anyone want to come," Steve asks standing up.

Everyone agrees and heads down to the training room.

I follow knowing I'm not going to train but I can at least watch and maybe spar a bit if I feel better.

Once we arrive everyone starts to box or spar, working on hand to hand combat. I grab a tennis ball and lay on the floor blanket still wrapped around me and start throwing it up and down.

After 10 minutes I get bored and just stare at the ceiling.

Uncle Bucky comes and lays next to me after sparing with Steve, "you ok Pete?" he asks looking at me then looking to the ceiling like I am.

"Yeah I'm ok just hate being sick ya know," I explain.

He just nods as everyone else lays all around us after they finished sparing.

We lay there in silence and then I whisper in a sing song voice "sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air."

And as I say it, I throw my hands up. Everyone starts to laugh and I smile to myself, happy that my family are happy.

After twenty minutes we get up and everyone goes back to fighting. I lean against the wall and look to Auntie Nat getting some water, I feel much better than I did earlier as my fever has broken.

"Can I spar with you Auntie Tasha?"

She looks over at me and smiles softly at me "are you sure ребенок паук you are ill and i don't want you to get hurt," she says worriedly.

"It's ok мама паук, i'm fine really, I feel much better. Pleaseeeeee, I'm bored of sitting around," I say giving her my puppy eyes.

"Ok, but only for a little," she replies.

I smile at her and head into the middle of the mat "as soon as you start to feel ill again tell me and we can stop," she says as everyone goes to the side to watch, they have always been fascinated when the two spiders spar.

I nod and take my stance.

Auntie Nat throws a left hook toward me but I duck as she then tries to swipe my feet out from under me, my spidey senses warn me and I back handspring to get out of the way of both attacks.

She runs toward me and jabs at my face but I catch her hand throwing her to the ground, I jump on top of her to pin her but just as I am about to properly pin her she brings her legs up and pushes them out sending me a few feet into the wall.

I groan as I hit the wall but get back up instantly.

She pulls out her knives getting serious and I smile knowing this fight is getting intense.

She throws a knife to my leg but I flip over it and jump toward her.

She pulls out another knife and aims it at my shoulder, as she throws it I hear a bang from the viewing class and a 'WHAT THE FUCK.'

My spidey sense goes off but it's too late as I was distracted from the viewing glass that the knife lodges itself in my shoulder.

Once i hit the ground I groan in pain and pull out the knife leaving blood trickling out of the wound, "ребенок паук I am so sorry, are you ok?" Aunt Nat says running over to me.

"Yeah мама паук I'm okay, I just got distracted," I rely wincing as my shoulder starts to ache.

By now, my entire family is around me and asking if I am ok, I say I am but Uncle Bruce says I need to go get it looked at in the med bay.

We walk out with my dad beside me and Uncle Steve on the other side of me, once we leave I stand in shock as I see my entire class standing the dumbstruck.

Mr Cooper is the first to speak up, "Mr Parker, what are you doing here, you should be at school and you should not be disturbing the avengers training session," obviously oblivious to the fact my family is starting daggers at him.

"Sir, I'm not at school because i was ill and I'm not disturbing them I was part of it because I felt better," I reply irritated as my shoulder still hurts and is bleeding because my healing is already trying to fix my sickness.

"Yeah right, like Penis Parker could really fight the avengers, i bet that was all set up," Flash says smirking also seeming to be oblivious to the now daggers and death stares all my family are sending him.

MJ is next to step in "Flash you must be dumb as hell if you think that, number one how can you pay the avengers considering one of them is a billionaire, secondly how can you get THE BLACK WIDOW to fake fight with you and lastly shut the fuck up," she says, not even glancing up from her book.

Auntie Nat looks to me a mouths 'i like her,' then goes back to glaring at Flash.

"I'm sorry what did you just say," dad says staring at Flash, if looks could kill Flash would be at the bottom of hell.

"Well sir, this idiot that is beside you always lies about being your intern and it's obvious as well that fight was staged because he has never fought back when I beat him up," Flash replies smirking not releasing he has just dug his own grave.

"I don't like bullies," Uncle Steve says darkly pulling me close to him, dad does the same and I'm stuck in a protective sandwich.

"You bully MY son, and not just verbally but physically too. Well let me tell you this, BAD. MOVE."

Everyone looks scared and shocked and Flash gulps just now releasing how screwed he is.

I feel my shoulder still bleeding and I look to Uncle Bruce and he nods walking over to one of the medkits to get some thread, needle and bandages.

By now my family has all their weapons on them and are looking more deadly than ever.

I look to my dad and say, "dad don't kill him," he looks down to me but doesn't reply.

I riggle out of the protective sandwich and both dad and Uncle Steve look to where I am going, I point to my shoulder and they nod in understanding.

I walk a few meters away to where Uncle Bruce is standing and take my shirt off, sitting against the wall as he crouches down beside me.

After getting stitched up I head back over to the group pulling my shirt back on.

"GET THE HELL OUT OF MY TOWER NOW AND NEVER LOOK AT PETER OR GO NEAR HIM OR WE WILL DO MORE THAN JUST THREATEN YOU," Dad shouts, everyone scurries out and Ned and MJ say "get better soon Peter/loser," I thank them and I'm tackled into a hug by my family.

I hug back feeling exhausted all over again.

But I am happy I have my family with me.

My superfamily.

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