Baby Peter
Tony was in the lab all night.
He put Peter to bed then he came down to work.
Tony had no luck. He tested Peters blood again and came across nothing. He tried to do tests involving his tech that he used to see if he could reverse this but no luck.
Tony sat there feeling defeated when he thought of an idea. He could use the baby monitor footage from Peters Spider-Man suit to try and see what happened to Peter and what caused him to turn into a baby.
Tony sat up and went to grab Peters suit. He held it up looking at how tiny it was.
Tony walked back to his work bench and sat down.
“FRIDAY, play the footage from Peters suit back twelve hours” Tony asked and a screen appeared in front of him.
He looked through the footage until he came across something suspicious.
It was Peter in an ally way fighting these two guys. One guy had a knife but Peter quickly knocked it out of the guys hand and webbed him to the wall. The other guy tried to punch him but Peter quickly moved out of the way and then webbed him to the wall as well.
Tony listened as Peter talked to them for a bit like he usually did then he left and moved to another ally. Someone came from behind Peter and everything went bright.
Tony heard Peter cry out in pain then Peter was on the ground and the bright light was gone.
So that was no help. All it told Tony was what happened before Peter was de-aged and that didn’t help.
“Fuck!” Tony swore as he hit the table with his hand. It hurt like hell and Tony regretted it right after as he held his hand to his chest.
Tony decided that it was enough research for tonight.
He was tired and frustrated and couldn’t find anything.
Tony shut down his lab and made his way upstairs.
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Peter fell asleep shortly after Tony left.
Everything that happened today had him feeling exhausted.
He woke up a few hours later to something wet between his legs.
Peter sat up in bed and put his hand to touch between his legs. He just wet the bed.
This could not be happening again, Peter thought. This was the second time in not even a full day.
Peter felt like he wanted to cry again and he let the tears fall.
He sadly got out of his bed and fell to the ground landing on his butt. He forgot how high up the bed was.
Peter walked to the bathroom and just looked up at everything. There was nothing he would be able to do. He needed help. He needed Tony’s help.
Peter walked back into his bedroom and then decided to go find Tony.
He heard the elevator doors open so he walked over to them. Tony came out looking tired and annoyed.
“Oh, hey kid” Tony said as he saw Peter standing in the hallway looking like he’d just been crying.
Tony saw his shirt was wet and he knew what happened.
“I’m s-sorry, I wet the bed” Peter cried out bringing his hands up in little fists to rub his eyes.
“It’s uh, it’s okay Pete” Tony grabbed Peter by the shoulders to turn him around so he could lead him back to his bedroom.
Once they got there, Tony noticed the unmade bed and the wet sheets. He walked over to the bed and took the blankets off then the sheets. He threw the dirty sheets into the corner then turned to Peter.
Peter was watching him with sad, tired eyes.
“Let’s go get you cleaned, kid” Tony said as he walked into Peters bathroom.
Tony was about to fill the bathtub up but he wanted to do this fast. He turned the shower on and made sure it wasn’t so hot.
“Come here” Peter walked over to Tony and then Tony took his top off.
“Just get in and I’ll rinse you off” Tony said as he brought the shower handle down.
Peter reached out to Tony and Tony just looked at him then realized that Peter wanted to hold his hand.
Tony held his hand out and realized how small Peters chubby hand was in his.
He helped Peter get into the shower then he quickly rinsed him off and turned off the shower.
Peter reached up for Tonys hand again so Tony held his hand out for Peter to grab.
He helped Peter out of the shower and then wrapped a towel around him. Peter looked really tired and grumpy.
Tony dried Peter off then he walked back into Peters bedroom and went into his closet to find a top.
He pulled out one of Peters pyjama tops.
Tony knelt down in front of Peter “do you wanna wear this?”
Peter looked at the top Tony was holding and nodded his head.
Tony grabbed the towel from Peter and then helped him into his shirt.
“All done” Tony picked Peter up and put him back in his bed. Peter didn’t say anything but he just looked really mad as he crossed his arms.
“Don’t be mad Pete,” Tony didn’t like to see Peter angry. Peter was never mad but he got frustrated a lot and this is what he looked like “I’m trying to fix this buddy”
Tony sat down on the bed and ran his fingers through Peters hair. Peter leaned into the touch and relaxed.
“Don’t wan’ be small” Peter said in his childlike voice sounding even younger than before.
Tony didn’t know what to do anymore. He tried everything he could think of.
“I know. I’m gonna fix this buddy” Tony brought the blankets up to Peters neck and Peter closed his eyes.
Tony watched him for a few seconds before getting up and going to his own bedroom.
He got ready for bed then climbed in. He fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
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Tony woke up to the sun hitting his face.
He rolled over in bed and mumbled into his pillow. He was still exhausted and felt like this sleep did nothing.
He rolled over and checked the time.
It was 9:30am.
Tony lied there looking at the ceiling before he got out of bed and went to the bathroom.
After he was done in there he walked to the kitchen to make a coffee. Tony saw the mess on the floor and he knew it was from Peter.
He was gonna be mad at him but the kid couldn’t help himself. He was too small to have made food by himself and Tony felt bad for not helping him. He cleaned up Peters mess then made his coffee.
“FRIDAY, what is Peter doing right now?” Tony asked as he made his coffee and was waiting for it to pour.
“Peter is in his room sleeping” FRIDAY replied.
Tony just nodded as he grabbed his coffee and walked over to the couch. He finished his coffee while he was reading emails on his phone.
Tony decided that he needed some help figuring out what to do with Peter so he made a call.
“Hello?” Bruce answered on the third ring.
“Hey Bruce,” Tony really didn’t know how to bring up that he needed help changing Peter back into a fifteen year old kid again.
All the avengers, including Bruce, has met Peter before. They all loved him and got excited every time Peter came around.
“So uh, something happened to Peter, Tony said then realized he should have worded it differently “he’s fine. But, he’s, just get over to the tower as soon as you can because I need help with something”
Bruce was silent for a few seconds “What happened, is he okay?”
“Yeah, he’s fine. Just get here” Tony said trying not to scare Bruce.
“Alright. I’m at the compound, I’ll be there in a few hours” Bruce said then hung up the phone.
Now all Tony had to do was wait for Bruce to arrive.
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Peter woke up to a dry bed.
When he woke up he didn’t feel any wetness but he checked just in case.
Peter felt hungry so he got out of bed and walked into the kitchen.
He saw that the mess was all cleaned up and he felt bad for making Tony do it.
“You hungry?” Peter jumped at Tony’s voice from behind him.
“Can I have pancakes?” Peter asked looking up at Tony.
“Sure thing” Tony said then he picked Peter up and put him on the stool.
Peter wobbled back and forth but he eventually gained his balance as he grabbed the ledge.
Tony began making the pancakes.
“So,” Tony started “Bruce is gonna be here in a few hours to help me figure out how to get you back”
Peter looked up at him with big eyes “I’m gon’ Be big again?” Peter asked hopefully.
Tony nodded his head and smiled “Yeah kid. Hopefully”
Tony poured the pancake batter onto the stove and Peter watched him.
After the pancake was done Tony placed it in front of Peter. Peter reached for it and almost fell off the chair. Tony caught his arm before he fell.
“How about you eat on the couch” Tony said as he picked Peter up and put him on his feet. He grabbed Peters plate and then they walked over to the couch. Tony put the plate on the ottoman and Peter climbed up on top of the couch. He grabbed the plate then started ripping off pieces of his pancake.
Tony sat down next to him and watched him eat.
Tony kept checking the elevator doors to see if Bruce arrived yet.
Tony was glancing between the elevator and Peter every so often and it was giving him a headache turning his head so much so he just decided to watch Peter eat.
Peter was sitting on the couch with his oversized shirt with the plate between his legs. He was picking off the food and putting it into his mouth still looking angry. Tony wasn’t used to seeing this angry look on Peters face.
“Don’t be mad, Pete” Tony said and then Peter looked up at him.
“I don’ wan’ be small” Peter said then he ripped off a piece of his food and stuck it in his mouth.
“I know, I’m trying everything I can buddy” Tony said feeling really bad for Peter. Peter nodded his head then ripped off a piece of pancake and gave it to Tony.
“Wan’ pancake?” Peter asked reaching out for Tony to grab his pancake. Tony shook his head.
“No Peter, you eat”
Peter shoved the pancake into his mouth and watched Tony.
Tony smiled at him and continued to watch Peter eat for a few more minutes until the elevator doors opened.