Peter woke to the sound of his alarm blaring and thought about shattering his phone to get the sharp noise to stop. He let out a groan and swung his legs over the side of the bed, ignoring how heavy his legs felt, grabbing a pair of pants and a t-shirt off the floor as he stood. His vision blurred and he steadied himself on his desk before he dressed quickly, rushing to the bathroom to brush his teeth before going to the kitchen. He grabbed an apple and the note that May had left him, telling him to have fun at the tower. He grabbed his bag and smiled as he bit into the apple, nearly sprinting down the stairs. He had woken up on time today, but he wanted to make sure that Happy didn't have to wait.
He skidded to a stop at the bottom of the stairs and threw the core of the apple into the garbage can that sat in the landing at the end of the stairs. He opened the doors and went to sit on the steps when he glanced up and saw Happy already waiting. He jogged the last few feet to the car and slid into the backseat. Happy mumbled a hello before driving off and heading to the tower. Peter knew by now not to talk too much, Happy wasn't used to an overactive teenager yet. He plugged his headphones into his phone and started listening to music and hid his look of sadness when he saw Happy sigh happily.
He knew that he could be a bit much sometimes, but surely, he wasn't that hard to listen too. He leaned his head against the window and watched the cars speed by. He knew that he had a bit until they would get to the tower, so he let himself drift off to his music and the cars speeding past. He opened his eyes groggily when he felt the car roll to a stop and took out his headphones. He thanked Happy, hearing a grunt in response as he jumped out of the car and headed to the main entrance.
He felt a grin come over his face as he walked towards the private elevator that Mr. Stark had instructed him to use. He swiped his pass and grinned even wider when Friday greeted him with a cheerful hello. He got in and before he could even speak, the elevator was already moving. He knew that Friday would take him to wherever Mr. Stark was so he took a minute to relax as the elevator moved upwards. He closed his eyes and let out a sigh. He had been more tired recently and he didn't understand why. He hadn't changed anything about his routines, so he didn't understand why it felt like the most intense task to just get out of the bed.
He opened his eyes as the elevator rolled to a stop and the doors opened on the floor that held Mr. Starks private lab. He walked down the hallway until he got to the door of the lab, swiping his card and pushing the door open. He heard the familiar rock music as he walked over to where Mr. Stark was set up and tapped him on the shoulder, letting out a laugh when his mentor swore and jumped, spinning in his chair to face Peter.
"Jeez Pete, a little warning would be nice" Mr. Stark wheezed out.
He couldn't help but let out another round of laughter at the look on Mr. Starks face, ducking when his mentor swiped at his head. He stopped laughing and walked over to his workstation, where the new formula that for his webs was still sitting. He sat down and looked over the work he had done the last time he was in the lab and began mixing chemicals to try and create a web that was stronger. He had started coming across stronger bad guys, and after the second time of someone breaking out of his webbing, he had decided that he needed to upgrade.
Stronger, more intense villains were starting to come after him ever since news got out about him taking down the Vulture. They thought that they could take him out and then they would have free reign over Queens, but even if they managed to take him out, they would still have Iron Man to deal with because he had learned that the man was a bit overprotective when it came to him. He knew that Mr. Stark was doing some upgrades to his suit because he was scared that one of these new villains would come after him and the suit wouldn't be enough to protect him. He had tried to tell Mr. Stark that the suit was fine, he just needed to make the webs a little stronger, but the man hadn't listened, just waved him off with a sure kid, as he started to plan.
He didn't know how long they had been in the lab, only looking up from his work once he figured out the formula. He twisted in his chair, cracking his back and winced when he heard his stomach growl again. It had been growling for a bit, but he had been so close to finishing the formula that he figured eating could wait. He regretted that decision when he stood up and his vision swam. He grabbed at the table but missed and all he could think was this sucks before he blacked out.
When he came to, Mr. Stark was leaning over him with a worried expression on his face. "Mr. Stark, what happened," he slurred. He was not expecting the angry look that flew across his mentor's face, before the worried one came back.
"Friday said you're hypoglycemic, kid have you eaten today?" Worry was written all over his mentor's face, and he winced when he realized that all he had eaten was an apple this morning.
"I had an apple before Happy came" he said. His eyes widened when Mr. Stark cursed and stood abruptly.
"Kid it's 7:00, a normal teenager needs to eat more than an apple a day, but you need ten times that. C'mon let's go get some food in you." Mr. Stark pulled him to his feet and led the way to the kitchen.
He sometimes forgot just how much the spider bite changed him. It was hard to keep up with all the new powers and abilities and weird things that happened to his body. He forgot that his metabolism was super-fast, and he forgot that he needed to eat more. He didn't think he would ever get used to the things that had changed because of the spider, but he could remember to eat because he didn't want to see the man that he saw as a father to look at him with that much worry because of something so simple ever again.