She snipped my dick.
Tony was convinced that May was the most rational woman out there.
But here she was, at the door of the maternity ward where Peter's hospital room was at the very edge of, covered in blood and demanding to see her nephew.
"WHERE IS HE?!!" She screamed.
Tony stuck his head out of the room, and May swung round to look at him, a crazed look in her eyes.
"Peter. NOW!!" She pointed at the genius.
Tony beckoned her into the room, and May marched into it.
She stared at Peter, who was now sat up on the bed.
She was the epitome of female rage. Blood coated her shirt, and some was spattered on her cheeks and chin. Her hands were crusted in the stuff.
"Peter!! Baby." She swept forward, but stopped in front of him, seemingly realising that she shouldn't hug her hephew like this.
"I chopped his dick off." She blurted.
Tony choked on his saliva.
What??!!
May had a shower in the en suite.
When she came out, Peter was being guided through feeding the baby.
He looked so uncomforable and precious in his hospital gown with the tiny baby cradled in his arms.
Tony was hovering like a hungry mosquito, ready to swoop in and save the day if the situation got too stressful.
The midwife and her student were encouraging Peter to relax enough to get the baby to latch, but it was very clear from the tension in his shoulders, that the boy was anything but relaxed.
"Hey!!" May crept over to them, and perched on the side of the bed by pushing Tony out of the way.
"Who's this?" She asked, stroking Peter's shoulder.
Peter looked up at her, and then back at the baby. "Baby." He sniffled, and then readjusted his position to try and get the baby to accept the offered nipple.
"He won't do it!!" Peter said, sounding every bit as distressedas he looked. "I need to stop now. I'm a bad parent!!" He began to cry as the baby began sniffling again his chest.
"You need to relax, sweetness." May patted him in a calming manner.
"I can't calm down!! He's really hungry and I can't feed him!! I'm going to starve him!!" Peter wailed and the baby began to screech in annoyance at the rollercoaster he was going through on the heaving chest of his carrier.
"We need space, please!" May stated firmly, as the midwife stepped forward with the student following like a lost duckling. At her words, they moved back, and May took the baby from Peter and placed him in Tony's arms.
Tony swallowed as he wrestled the baby, who's arms were flinging around angrily, into a warm hug, and once he got a stable surface- the baby stopped crying almost comically.
"See??" May pointed at Tony, and Peter pulled his shirt up to cover his bare chest. "Baby just reacts to your stress. You aren't a bad parent, you aren't starving him. Babies feed like once or twice in the first twenty four hours after birth, as they still have the reserves from being in your tummy. He may not be hungry yet, and that's why he's not eating. You just need to go by what he says." May looked up from where Peter had now regained some colour, and was no longer crying.
She whipped her head around to where the midwife was ushering her student to fold the clothes left on the side.
"And you, need to stop pressuring someone who is very clearly upset. You're qualified to help people. What do you teach your students huh?! They're impressionable people who will suck up everything that you teach them. If this is what you're showing them, then no wonder the patients try and avoid the hospitals at all costs." May was like a fierce lion protecting her cubs. "Now, unless you have any more tests to conduct, please give us some privacy."
Peter lay with his head in May's lap as she washed his hair while he lay in the bathtub.
Tony sat outside on the phone to Pepper, no doubt telling her all about the shitty day he had had, and gossiping about him. The baby was asleep in the bassinet.
"I'm so sorry you didn't feel you could come to me." May finally touched on the subject they'd been ignoring all afternoon.
Peter shifted to look up at her. "No May!! It's not you!" He winced as he jostled his very swollen and sore genitals.
"I didn't want!! I didn't want to ruin this for you!! He was the first guy you took an interest in after Ben, and I could tell you really liked him. Besides." Peter sank into the tub some more. "He told me not to tell." Peter whispered. May went back to washing his hair, sinking the conditioner into his scalp.
"I wasn't joking." May said as Peter hummed at the massage.
"I chopped his dick off."
Peter cracked an eye open. "I always said that you were crazy." He smiled.
"For you, I am." May smirked, and if Peter had opened his eyes, he may have been concerned that the look was slightly feral. "He hurt you Peter. And I couldn't sit around and let him think he'd get away with just prison. I will always come through for you. Always." She gripped his hand in her own strong hold, and Peter began to cry again.
"I had a baby, May." He whimpered.
"I know." May's own lip woblled. "I know."
"What are you calling him?" Tony asked as Peter got settled on the bed again.
May picked up the baby, who was now awake, and his dark blue eyes squinted cutely.
"He's so cute!!" May said as she handed him to his carrier.
"I'm not sure." Peter said, and accepted his son back into his space. Everytime he left his arms, Peter felt like something was missing. Which was crazy, because literally three hours ago, he hadn't even known his son existed.
"I was thinking something simple like Jack. But he doesn't look like a Jack." Peter stroked the baby's soft cheek wiht his finger, and his son turned to snuffle his arm as he yawned."Hey!!" Peter whispered with a smile.
"He is pretty cute if I must say so." He smirked up at Tony.
"Of course!!" Tony spluttered. "He's your son."
Peter full on beamed. "He is, isn't he."