Chapter 1
Peter was out on patrol when it happened.
He didn’t really know what ‘it’ was but he felt different. He felt lighter but he also felt more clumsy and weak.
He climbed up to a rooftop and took his mask off. He looked down at his mask in his hands and noticed something weird.
His hands looked really tiny, almost like... baby hands.
“Karen, wha- what happened?” Peter asked but his voice sounded really weird. It sounded really high pitched. Well, it was always high pitched but it sounded like a different kind of high pitched.
“I am unaware of what happened to you Peter,” Karen said being unhelpful “I suggest you go to Mr. Stark”
Peter mumbled out as he pulled his mask back on and began webbing to the tower. He’s webbed to the tower many times before but for some reason this time it felt really tiring. His arms were killing him and he felt extremely weak.
Peter knew that if he went to Mr. Stark for this, he’ll be able to help him because Mr. Stark always fixed things.
When Peter finally got to the tower he climbed to the top and entered through the window that led into the living room that he would usually enter when he visited the tower on patrols.
He climbed through the window and took off his mask tossing it on the ground.
He looked around and everything looked bigger than usual. It was either everything got bigger or he got smaller.
Looking down on his little legs he guessed he got smaller.
“FRIDAY, where’s Mr. Stark?” Peter asked wincing at his tiny voice.
“Boss is currently in his lab. Would you like me to get him for you?” FRIDAY said and Peter nodded his head.
“Yeah”
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Tony was in the lab working on his Ironman armour when FRIDAY spoke up.
“Boss, Peter is requesting your presence in the living room” FRIDAY spoke sounding worried.
Well, worried enough for an AI.
“Is he Okay?” Tony asked already making his way to the living room. Tonys heart was already starting to beat really fast, what if something happened to Peter, he thought.
He made his way into the elevator and went to the living room.
Once he got there he ran out of the elevator looking for Peter.
“Kid?” Tony called out still not seeing Peter.
“Mr. Stark” he heard a little voice sounding almost like a child. Well, Peter was a child but this sounded like a baby.
Tony turned around to the sound of the voice and saw a little person.
“What the-“ Tony almost yelled out shocked at what he was seeing.
The little person walked closer to Tony “Mr. Stark,” it sounded really scared “I don’t know what happened. I was just on patrol and then I don’t know”
The little person walked closer to Tony and Tony backed away.
“Uh, who are you?” Tony asked kinda scared as to why this little thing was in his tower.
“I’m Peter, Peter Parker” At that Tonys eyes went wide. This was not Peter.
Peter was a fifteen year old kid, not this little baby.
But now that he looked at the little boy he realized the resemblance.
The little boy had big brown puppy dog eyes with curly chocolate brown hair and round cheeks with big ears.
Tony knelt down in front of the kid.
“If you’re Peter then...” Tony tried to think of something only him and Peter would know “what did we do last Friday night?”
The kid seemed to think for a second then his wide brown eyes lit up “we watched Transformers then Dummy made us hot chocolate with motor oil” the kid giggled.
Oh shit. It was Peter. Tony looked at Peter wide eyed as he took it in. Peter was a baby. How was this possible. He just saw the kid two days ago when he was the size of a fifteen year old and now he was not even three feet tall.
“Peter” Tony asked in disbelief.
Peter looked up at him hopefully and nodded his head.
“I don’t know- know what happened” Peter said as his eyes started to get tears in them.
Tony hated seeing big Peter cry but seeing baby Peter cry broke his heart.
“It’s okay, I’ll fix it” Tony didn’t want to promise Peter because he wasn’t even sure this was possible.
Peter nodded his head as Tony stood up and started to walk towards the lab.
He didn’t turn around because he knew Peter was following him based on the little footsteps he heard.
They got into the elevator then went down to the lab.
Tony started looking some stuff up on his computer and trying to figure some stuff out.
He turned around to face Peter.
“Alright, I know you don’t like your blood being taken but I need your blood sample,” Tony said as he walked over to his station “come sit here, Pete”
Peter slowly walked over to Tony and tried to get on the chair but he was too small so he looked up at Tony. Tony watched him struggle not really knowing what to do. He looked at Peter then he awkwardly picked him up by the underarms and put him on the chair.
“Uh, I’m just gonna take your suit off” Tony said as he pressed the middle button and the suit came off. He peeled it down to Peters waist.
Peter watched with curious eyes as Tony got a needle ready.
“Remember Peter,” Tony said as he picked up Peters arm and cleaned the spot. Tony knew how much Peter hated needles, Peter would come into the lab with a broken foot and not even cry but once Tony brings out a needle Peter tries to hold back his tears as much as possible but the dam always breaks.
“It’s not gonna hurt, it’s just gonna be like a little pinch” Tony said trying to make Peter feel better but it obviously wasn’t working.
Baby Peter started crying and if Tony thought it was sad to watch big Peter cry, this was another kind of sad.
“It’s okay, it’ll be over soon” Tony tried to calm Peter as he put his hand in Peters curls and he noticed how soft and fluffy they were. Big Peter had really soft hair as well but baby Peter it felt like... a baby.
Peter closed his eyes tight as Tony put the needle in and took some blood. Peter cried out in pain and it broke Tony’s heart.
Tony looked down at Peter “there, all done”
Peter opened his eyes and looked up at Tony sadly. Tony picked Peter up by the underarms and put him on the ground.
“Let’s go back upstairs” Tony said as he began walking to the elevator with Peter following behind him.
Once in the elevator Tony looked down at Peter as he was struggling to hold his suit up. Tony decided that he should probably put Peter in something other than his suit.
The elevator doors opened up and Tony walked to his bedroom checking behind him to make sure Peter was following him.
“Where are we going?” Peter asked in a little baby voice and Tony smiled a little because it was kinda cute, damn, this kid was already making him call things cute.
“We’re going to my room so you can get out of that suit” Tony said as he opened the door to his room and waited for Peter to slowly walk in.
When Peter got in he looked around at the bedroom. He’s been in it before when he’d stay over at the tower and have a bad dream, he’d come in and wake Mr. Stark up but nothing really looked familiar from all the way down there.
“Alright,” Tony said walking out of the closet holding a shirt “nothing I have will fit you but you can just put this on”
Peter looked up at Tony holding a grey shirt with a cat on it. Tony walked over to the edge of the bed and looked down at Peter “come here, kid”
Peter walked over looking up at Tony. When Peter got to him Tony scoped him up and put him on the bed in front of him.
Peter lost his balance and fell on his butt then Tony picked him up again so he was standing.
“I really hope you’re wearing underwear under there, kid” Tony said as he pulled Peters suit down even more. He pulled it down to his knees and Tony let out a breath when he saw that Peter was wearing underwear. His underwear fit him so it must have shrank down with the suit as well.
Peter fell back on his butt as Tony took the suit off from around his legs. Tony put the shirt over Peters head and then helped him get his chubby arms through it.
“I’m gonna go try and figure out how to reverse this and you’ll stay in the living room” Tony told Peter as he walked away from Peter on the bed.
Peter watched him leave then he came back forgetting to lift Peter off the bed.
He set Peter on his feet then walked out of the room.
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Tony has been down in his lab for over an hour now.
He tested Peters blood sample and compared it to big Peters blood but they both matched. He tried to find differences in the blood to see if he could use that to reverse whatever happened to the kid.
He had no luck.
He decided that he would leave it for tonight and try again tomorrow maybe with some help.
“FRIDAY, call May Parker” Tony said then sat down on his work stool.
He had to tell May what was going on. But maybe not right now, he knows he should but he wanted a few days to work on things.
After the forth ring May picked up.
“Hey Tony, is Peter there?” May said into the phone. Over the past few months Tony and May have gotten really close. Along with Tony and Peter. Before when Tony would call, May would freak out thinking that something happened to Peter but now that May knew how close Tony and Peter are she knew that he would be calling for other reasons.
“Is it alright if Peter spends the night, we’re working in the lab and we don’t really wanna stop” Tony said and it may not be the truth but it was the truth many times before.
“Yeah, that’s fine. Just make sure he goes to bed at a reasonable time” May said and Tony let out a sigh of relief.
“Okay, thanks May”
“Can I talk to him?” May said and Tony’s stomach just fell into his stomach.
“Uh, he just went to the bathroom” Tony replied hoping his lie was good enough.
“Alright, tell him I said goodnight, and goodnight to you too Tony” May said then she hung up the phone.
Tony ran his hand through his hair then he made his way to the living room.
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After Tony left Peter just stood there by Tonys bed.
He stood there for a few seconds before he walked to the living room.
He climbed up on the couch and sat there.
He looked down at his legs and saw how tiny and chubby they were. He picked up his foot and looked at his little toenails.
He sat there looking at his legs and feet before he started to feel hungry.
He climbed off the couch and walked over to the kitchen.
He decided that he wanted a bowl of cereal.
He put his hand on the cabinet testing to see if it would stick. It did.
He moved his other hand up then his feet as he climbed the cabinet to grab a bowl.
Once he got the bowl he climbed back down and landed on the ground. He couldn’t reach the counter top so he decided he would place the bowl on the ground.
Peter then walked over to the fridge and opened it. He saw the milk on the top shelf so he stepped on the fridge ledge and climbed up. He grabbed the milk but he couldn’t really hold it so he dropped it on the ground but quickly picked it up so it didn’t spill all out.
He grabbed the milk and jumped over the spilt milk.
He then walked over to the cabinet with the cereal and thankfully it was on the bottom level so Peter didn’t have to climb that high.
He grabbed the cereal and then walked over to his bowl and poured it in. He spilt half of it on the ground but managed to get some in his bowl. He then poured his milk but it split over and all landed on the floor, thankfully some milk did get in his bowl so he happily walked over to get a spoon.
Once his cereal was ready he sat on the floor and ate it.
Peter finished his bowl of cereal and he felt the need to go pee.
He got up leaving his bowl and mess on the ground to find a bathroom.
As Peter was walking to the bathroom he felt something warm run down his leg. He looked down and watched as a trail of pee ran down his leg.
“No, no” Peter whispered out on the verge of tears. He just peed himself. This was not happening.
Last time Peters wet himself was when he was ten and would have nightmares and aunt May would help him clean up. He’s had a few in the last few years but this was so much more embarrassing. He was in Stark Tower standing in his own puddle of pee.
After Peter felt the pee stop he let go of the tears that he was holding back.
He heard the elevator doors open and he froze.
“Pete?” Tony called out then walked over to Peter when he spotted him standing there crying.
“What’s up?” Tony asked sadly as he approached Peter. As Tony got closer he saw the puddle of pee. His heart ached for the kid. He tried not to react because he didn’t want to embarrass him.
“I don’t- don’t know what happened” Peter said sadly in his little baby voice.
Tony looked at Peters face then at his puddle of pee.
“It’s okay. We’ll, Uh, clean it up” Tony said and he could tell Peter was holding in his sobs.
Tony had no idea what to do but he knew he couldn’t let Peter stand here in his own pee.
“I’m gonna pick you up and carry you to my bedroom” Tony said as he picked Peter up by the underarms and held him at arms length. He could see his shirt that was all wet and the kids little legs were just dangling there.
When Tony got to his room he went to the bathroom and placed Peter on the floor.
“Uh...” Tony said out loud trying to think about what to do next “I should probably wash you off”
Peter looked up at Tony with more tears running down his face.
Tony turned the bath on and making sure it was the right temperature. As it was filling up he turned to Peter and knelt down.
“Lift your arms” Tony said as Peter did sadly and Tony took his top off of Peter trying not to rub the urine in Peters face.
Tony looked down at Peters little underwear not really wanted to take them off and see the kid naked. Peter looked like he felt the same way.
“Uh, can I take off your underwear?” Tony asked awkwardly and Peter shook his head and moved away.
“Pete, I have to. You can’t take a bath in your underwear,” Tony moved to grab Peter but Peter moved away “I don’t like this anymore than you do”
More tears fell down Peters face as he stepped closer to Tony. Tony looked at Peter then went to take his underwear off.
He slid it down Peter legs and Peter lifted his foot for Tony to slide it off then he did the same with the other foot.
Tony threw the underwear into the corner and checked the bath. He didn’t fill it up too high because Peter was tiny.
He turned it off then faced Peter. Peter was looking away sadly with his hands raised to his mouth.
“You ready to get in?” Tony asked and Peter looked over at him. Peter nodded his head then walked over to Tony.
Tony picked Peter up and placed him in the bath.
Tony sat there awkwardly watching Peter sit in the bath not really knowing what to do.
Peter looked really mad as he just sat there.
Tony watched him for a few minutes then he got up and grabbed a facecloth. He dipped it in the water and then put it above Peters head so that the water dripped on him. Peter smiled a little bit.
Tony did it again then Peter let out a little giggle.
“Here,” Tony handed Peter the washcloth and put some soap on it “use this to clean yourself”
Peter grabbed the cloth from Tony looking mad again. Peter stood up and rubbed the cloth all over his stomach and his arms and legs. Tony turned around and pretended to be busy grabbing a towel so that Peter could clean his privates.
Peter cleaned himself then sat back down to rinse off. After he was done Tony walked over to him and reached into the bath to pick him up.
He put Peter on his feet and wrapped the towel around him.
Peter looked really mad with his little bottom lip sticking out.
Tony walked into his room and grabbed a shirt for Peter to wear.
“I’m gonna put this on you” Tony said as he placed the shirt on the bed then picked Peter up in the towel and put him on the bed.
Peter stood up on the bed and dropped his towel so Tony could put his shirt on. The shirt was giant on Peter but Tony didn’t have anything else.
“Are you tired?” Tony asked Peter after to saw Peter yawning. Peter nodded his head so Tony picked him up and placed him on the ground.
“Let’s go to your bed do you can sleep” Peter followed Tony down the hallway and all the way to Peters room.
Tony picked Peter up and placed him on the bed. Peter crawled over to the pillows and got under the covers.
Tony’s tucked Peter into bed multiple times but seeing him look so tiny under the covers made his heart swell.
“Goodnight Pete, I’ll see you tomorrow and hopefully I’ll have everything figured out by then” Tony brushed Peters hair back with his fingers then shut off the light and walked out of the room.
Tony was in for a handful.