Peter had been feeling off all week, but today was the worst.
He didn't want to upset anyone, so he didn't mention it.
It was probably just his spidey-sense acting up.
Other than that, he was having a great day.
Everyone in the tower was having fun playing games or talking, and Peter and Wanda were playing Go Fish.
Peter was losing.
Again.
Wanda was such a great guesser, and she always got his cards.
"I swear Wanda, you're reading my mind." Peter was joking, of course. He would've seen her eyes glow.
As Wanda argued against him, his head started to hurt.
He ignored it, retorting teasingly.
Peter shifted and grimaced.
He had moved his back weird, but that wasn't what had hurt.
His head was killing him.
"Are you okay?" Wanda's voice was worried. She sounded upset.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just shifted my back weird." Peter replied.
It was the truth.
Not the whole truth, but at least he wasn't lying.
They finished their game.
Wanda went to go get Yahtzee, leaving Peter alone at the table.
That's when he noticed something was seriously wrong with him.
He started to feel very nauseous.
Peter started trembling uncontrollably.
He made a small noise of pain.
Wanda whipped around and saw him trembling.
He looked at her in panic, the pain in his head slowly getting worse.
"What's wrong?"
Peter couldn't answer. His jaw was clenched shut and his breathing was labored.
"Are you okay?"
Peter managed to shake his head before his mind exploded in pain.
He jerked, not in control of his body.
He couldn't think.
He heard Wanda scream and heard someone run towards him.
He felt someone move him towards the ground.
He felt Wanda hold him down with her magic.
After what felt like an eternity, he passed out.