Summary- When the Avengers leave for a mission, Flash thinks it's a good idea to bully Peter again, then they go on a trip. Flash may or may not be screwed.

(Third Person P.O.V)

When Aunt May died, Peter didn't think he had anything left.

But that wasn't true, every weekend he would go to the tower and be with Mr Stark and the others.

Henceforth, he had much more than he first thought. So, when Tony found out about what had happened, he didn't hesitate to swoop in and take in his not son, son.

The avengers all decided that Peter would only get to school if it was via one of them, not by swinging: they had soon found out, if Peter swings to school, he doesn't get to school.

Everyday one of them would drop him off, never normally getting out of the sanctuary of the car with tinted windows.

7 months passed and Peter learned to love his family, now referring to Tony as dad, Pepper as mum and all the avengers his aunties and uncles.

(Peter's P.O.V)

"Petey, can you come out here," I hear my dad shout, I don't reply but walk out to him, seeing him and everyone sitting on all the sofas.

Sitting beside him I say "what's up."

Dad sighs before saying solemnly, "we have to go on a mission buddy."

I look around the room and see everyone's face slightly upset at the idea of leaving.

I send them all an encouraging smile and reply, "it's alright I understand. And I'll be alright on my ownm."

I know I will be on my own because mum has just left for a month to sort out some issues with some business people.

Dad smiles, pulling me into him and saying, "you're the best Pete, and remember, don't swing to school. We should be back in a week."

I nod and hug him back.

(TIMWEME SLIP)

They left last night, hugs and kisses being passed around, me making sure they will all be safe and alright, them returning the favour, making sure I won't get hurt.

Luckily I don't have to hack into FRIDAY to change the 'Baby Spider Protocol' just incase I do get hurt.

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I step onto the subway, sighing as I see Flash look at me, a smirk growing evilly on his face. Brilliant. I just stand as far as I can from him, not in the mood to deal with his bull.

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Walking into school, I feel my senses warn me of incoming danger, but I don't react as I am pushed to the floor.

Flash is there over me, laughing maniacally, his friends joining.

He grabs me roughly by the collar, pulling me up and slamming me into a wall.

His face hovers inches from my face as he say in a low growl, "did you family get bored of you, leave you just like everyone else."

I just sigh, knowing I can't tell him the real reason for their adsense.

He punches me harshly in the face; dropping me to the floor he spits on me. I grimace, wishing I could just go home.

I stand up, brushing off the dirt and walking to class.

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Well, shit.

You'll never guess what happened, we are going on a trip, to my house.

We are going in two days and I'm not happy.

Thankfully no one will be there so Flash won't matter and I shouldn't be recognised by too many.

(TIMOTHY SKIPEY)

Having the whole place to myself is lonely, of course I have FRIDAY, but still.

Flash is being a lot worse, my nose is broken, still. Bruises cover the majority of my stomach and chest, and my body just hurts.

Dad and the others call every night and luckily don't facetime me. Dad said he emailed the school to give me permission to go on the trip (very stupid. Like really)

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I arrive at school and greet Ned, who is more excited than ever.

I've never taken him to my house, never knowing when the best time would be to take him there.

"Look happy dude," he says cheerfully from next to me on the bus.

I shake my head and say, "you know this is stupid. I literally live there."

I make sure to whisper the last part, not wanting to let people hear.

He just sighs and goes back to rambling.

Glancing around the bus I make eye contact with Flash, his eyes darken a sneer erupts across his face.

He drags his hand across his throat, our eyes never breaking contact.

This will not end well.

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As soon as I step off the bus, I feel it.

The kick from behind that sends me falling forward, my face connects with the gravel, scraping at my skin.

I feel my hand turn painfully and my ribs crack and shudder under the force.

I groan in pain as I roll to my side, Neds worried face hovering over me.

I wince as I stand, my ribs screaming in protest, face stinging and wrist throbbing with pain. No one else seemed to notice my fall as they all look up in amazement of the tower.

As we walk in, I can't help but tense slightly as my senses warn me of something, not danger, but it's also not good.

I sigh, but suck in a breath of pain as my ribs hurt.

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As soon as I walk through the scanner FRIDAY says, 'Baby Spider Protocol activated, notifying the avengers.'

I look around in disbelief, FRIDAY only says that if they are here, and last time I checked they were on a missi-.

Oh no.

They're back.

My thought process is cut off as dad and the others come barreling toward me.

They stop in front of me, looking me over in worry and concern.

Dad pulls me into a hug (not hurting me) and says, "we missed you. What happend? Is it what i think it is."

I pull away and shake my head, "no of course not, it was just Flash."

As soon as I say it I know I messed up.

Everyone in my family steps forward as my class take a collective step back.

Flash being the one who looks most worried.

Dad's eyes narrow on me, then turn coldly as he looks to the class, scanning his eyes over everyone.

"And who. Is. Flash."

Every word from his mouth is another step toward the trembling class.

Someone pushes Flash slightly forward, he stumbles but straightens out.

"You," Dad says, pointing an accusing finger at him.

"Ever touch my fucking kid again and I won't blink twice as I rip you limb from limb, understand," he says dangerously, Flash numbly nods, trying his hardest to get away.

Dad puts a hand on my shoulder and leads me away, ignoring the calls of my teacher, who will be told by the others what is happening.

Dad lightly wiped some blood away from my bleeding face and says, "I don't think we are leaving you again any time soon."

I smile up at him, only slightly wincing at the already healing wounds on my face saying, "I missed you guys. And I love you all."

Dad smiles brightly down at me, a real smile, and his eyes glow with love as he says, "I love you too kid."

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