Finding out
Peter didn't know how it could happen, he was careful with the questions, careful with answering, he was careful with everything... but how did he get little?
He looked at his test results, looked at everything it said with the hair, eyes, skin, gender. The normal parts. But then he got to the second parts of it with that of little age: 1-2 and his slip time period being up to 24 hours. But peter didn't want to be a little, he didn't want to be babied or talked to like so toddler. It didn't make sense on how he got little as his classification.
But none of it made sense to him, how? Why? Out of everything he got little. He was always a neutral before the test, why little? He was feeling overwhelmed, and he was slipping so quick that he needed to rush home, and that he did.
Because the moment he got to his apartment, aunt may was in the kitchen making lunch. "Hey peter, how did the testing go?" She asked. "Um it went fine, im going to be in my room bye!" Peter said and locked himself in his room.
May looked over in the direction with confusion, until she realized how her nephews voice was sounding more... childish... making her smile with a small head shake, before picking up the phone and texting someone.
Peter hid himself in his closet, curled up in a ball with tear stains on his face. Sniffles quiet as he was shaking like a tree during a tornado watch, he was fully slipped to a 1 year old, to tiny and vulnerable to think.
He was just hidden away, not wanting to be seen like this since he was ment to be seen as the big hero Spider-man that the world sees him as... but right now he was just a tiny baby shaking and vulnerable.
"Peter? You in there?" One of the familiar voices of an avenger yelled out through the door, until he heard the door unlocking and opening, this upsetted Peter in a way because he just wanted to be left alone... but he couldn't, and he knew it.
And once the closet door was opened, he looked up to find it was tony stark. Who smiled softly at the shaken little. "Hey bud... aunt may told me that you got your test results in... come here your ok" he said softly, holding his hands out to take. And peter took them, getting lifted into the air and into tonys arms where he felt a hand rubbing his back soothingly, while his head was on Tony's chest.
"Your okay bud~ your going to be ok~ how about we get you out of these big boy clothes huh? How does that sound?" He said softly, holding peter close as he gently bounces the little in his arms. Peter felt so vulnerable, he wasn't even prepared for this.
*later on when tony took peter to avengers HQ*
Tony had peter in his lap, getting the little out of the normal clothes he had on and into some clothes that the team all got him. And one of them was a red footsie outfit that came with a matching pacifier.
So peter was asleep in Tony's lap, he hair being played with as tony found the boy who he's seen as a son... so deep in his little mindset.
"Never seen him so peaceful like this" happy said, watching from where he was standing. "He was shaking violently earlier. It was like a tree during a tornado. Shaken so much that it could fly away" tony said, keeping peter cuddled close.
The whole team was watching, so joyed up that their brave heroic Spider-man was now their small fragile and vulnerable spider-baby.