Chapter 3
Week one had passed without incident.
No sudden realisation that I was Spider-Man. No sudden need to get up and go fight another villain - well I mean there were but Tony wasn't letting me out of the tower when I was 'Emotionally unstable', which I'm not by the way - he only thinks that because Friday ratted me out for not sleeping very much and the fact I may have cried once or twice in the shower. But I'm not unstable, seriously.
Anyways! back on subject - it's Monday. More so that its the first Monday I return back to school since this whole thing kicked off and let me tell you - traveling from the compound to the school is honestly the worse thing in existence. I had to get up at 5am just to get to school on time! I know, crazy. But the real kicker? I got the Winter Solider dropping me off today, like he's probably already in the kitchen or something whilst I'm here. Laying in my bed, debating getting up or just claiming sickness. "Mr Parker, Bucky is requesting you hurry up and get ready as you need to leave in an hour." Friday's voice echo's above me and I groan. "He'd like to remind you that he is under strict orders to get you into school on time - no excuses - so I suggest you hurry up."
"Alright, alright" I grumble getting up out of bed and grabbing a random shirt from the floor and some trousers - god, I'd have to do washing soon or ask Tony about where I do washing - and I'm getting side tracked again - fuck. "I'll be five minutes Friday, just gotta get my shoes on." I mutter as I start pulling on my converse, my right foot not unfortunately goes straight through my only pair of shoes and I groan loudly. "Fucckkkk" I whine loudly and glare daggers at the shoe. "Why do you break on me today of all days." I grumble and pause as I hear footsteps, I keep my foot in the shoe, a sigh escaping my lips as I flop onto my back.
"Kid, you gotta get moving or you're not going to eat...what the fuck did you do to your shoe?" He asks in shock and I groan covering my face with a pillow. "I get schools boring and all kid but you can't just break your shoes." He scolds and moves over yanking my shoe off my foot. "Look at this, did you shove your whole foot through?? How did you even manage-" I sigh heavily and take the pillow off my face.
"I didn't do it on purpose. Their old" I grumble and I can almost feel Bucky's eyes scanning me and I sigh "I...don't have any other shoes.." I look up a bit to see him staring me out. "Well I don't?" I grumble, Bucky rolls his eyes and leave the room and I just...lay there. Until something heavy lands on my chest - I squeak as Bucky stands above me - a pair of heavy boots on my chest.
"Old boots, bout your size. Put them on before I do it for you." He says sternly and I groan loudly. "Kid, do not try me. Get them on." I roll my eyes and sit up, placing them on and doing up the laces quicker than anything I've ever done. "Right, you gonna need to eat a bagel in the car because we're running late. Move it." I grumble following him out - I'm gonna be starving when I get back, I just know it.
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So, note to self - Bucky is a beautiful man and I officially stan him.
Why?
'My Grandmother could drive better than you! And car's weren't even invented when she lived!' or 'Christ on a bike, suck my dick and call me doll that man needs to learn how to reverse!' or my favourite one 'I did not lose my arm in war just to be stuck in a traffic jam - this is a discrimination against me' and honestly, if that isn't a mood I don't know what is.
But back to the topic at hand - I'm sat in second period and my stomachs already eating its self. A bagel is not enough to feed a growing boy like myself - especially one that could probably out eat both Bucky and Steve and still be hungry! I could barely concentrate in chemistry and thankfully it was just a recap lesson - but I was defiantly feeling the pain of being hungry. The bell was due to go soon and I could feel my phone going nuts in my pocket, most likely Ned seeing as he got sick on my first day back. I'm serious. "Mr.Parker if you could see me after class." Ms Warren calls over - I guess the bell went as everyone's getting up. So far, its been quiet. Flash apparently has been too busy to notice I'm even back right now which is a god send really. The class is almost empty as I get up - that's when I feel it. My body goes almost jelly like and I hear Ms Warrens gasp and a loud 'Peter' echo around me before everything fades to black.
God dammit.
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Tony's P.O.V
I'm on the common floor - I know, not really something I do but I'm in the middle of ordering a load of shoes and clothes in for Peter. After hearing Bucky explain that the kid had managed to put his foot through his only pair of shoes I had to cover for him quickly and get ordering. Bucky barely bought the excuse of old shoes and god if he catches on who Peter is I'm surely dead. "Tony." Think of the devil and he'll appear apparently, turning to him I see him looking concerned. "Peter's school is calling you." He says passing me the phone, I take it quietly with a concerned look.
"Probably just confirming the new phone number." I tell him as I answer. "Hello, Tony Stark speaking how can I help midtown tech today?" I chime in an overly chipper tone. Bucky rolls his eyes at me and I stick my tongue out at him.
"O-Oh urm, hi yes um hi. Right sorry, this is Susan Randola calling for Peter Parker's guardian." She stutters out, before I get a chance she clears her throat. "Peter passed out at the end of second period today and we are hoping to send him home? We believe he may have a concussion so may need to be looked at by a professional." She informs me and I gulp back a slurry of replies and push out in an overly fake calm tone.
"Is he conscious right now?" I ask, the lines silent for a moment before she responds. Bucky's looking at me concerned.
"Yes Mr Stark sir, he awoke about ten minutes ago and has attempted to go back to class - although it did end with him almost passing out again." She tells me and I groan.
"I'll be there in like....forty five minutes? can you keep him in the office until then?" I question already grabbing some things, Bucky holds the keys up and is already going towards the elevator. "Alright thanks" I say, not paying attention to what was said. "The hell do you think your doing?" I ask the man in front of me, Bucky just snorts.
"I'm driving you to get him. You're too frantic to really drive right now." He tells me. "Besides, I need to know what happened with the kid." He says sternly, I roll my eyes. Peter I swear to god, you're going to kill me.
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Peter's P.O.V
I sat quietly on the floor of the nurses office, my stomach doing flips as I waited to be let go. I didn't need to go home, I just needed to eat something is all. But apparently that's not going to happen anytime soon. Since they called Tony I've had the pleasure of vomiting twice already - I already know they'll tell him when he gets there and then he'll go all 'What did we talk about when you said you don't get sick?' or 'What was this about not being ill in a year Parker?' God he's gonna rip into me and-
Why the fuck is there a cold hand on my arm.
A glance up and I come eye to eye with Bucky and I pale for a moment before blushing. "Hey..." I squeak out and Bucky's cold grey eyes rake over every inch of my face and body.
"God, you look worse than Stevie did back in the forties." He grumbles and lifts me up, I gasp a little feeling my stomach plummet.
"M-Mr Barnes-" I gag out and he immedatly takes me to the sink in the nurses office where I quiet loudly expel what is left in my stomach.
"God kid." I hear him mutter after I'm done, I realise we're already walking. "You're burning up pretty bad - you got the mumps or something?" He mutters and god, I'm not some anti-vax kid dammit. I try to convey that to him but all I can do is slur out a small 'no'. I feel a set of warm hands on my face and I can see Tony taking everything in.
"Alright kid, we're gonna get you home. Set you up on an IV and have Cho check you out." He tells me and we're moving again - I'm not sure of much else but I remember getting in the car before passing out.
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Someone's touching my face. Well more like tapping a finger to my forehead every so often.
"Wake up. Wake up. Wake up." The person tapping says in a creepy chant. I crack an eye open to see Tony sitting next to me, muttering the words as he taps my head.
"Tony.." I mumble, and the man has the Gaul to look sheepish.
"Hey Peter pumpkin eater." He says smiling at me. "I'm gonna explain what's happened whilst you where out for the count, but I'm gonna ask you eat this for me ok?" He hands me some plain toast and I grumble a small 'yeah' as I start tearing into it. "So...Bucky might of figured out you're Spider-Man but don't panic, he's not gonna say anything - it just means he's gonna start making sure you eat as much as him and Steve." I groan. "He kinda figured it out when Cho confirmed you where malnourished and with everything else that happened today. Have fun with a very protective Barnes over your shoulder" He chuckles. "So guess who gets a lucky two days off from school." I chuckle a little and look the now empty plate.
"Can I leave the bed or am I restricted to staying here?" I question, Tony snorts.
Guess who stays on the med floor for the whole two days to sell the 'sick story' - this guy.