Notes: Tags: gunshot wound, brief (incredibly) non graphic depictions of bullet removal. It's barely there in my opinion but I tagged it anyway.I'm definitely not good with medical stuff and injuries. Sorry
"FRI, call Cho for me please?" Tony said as he rubbed a tired hand over his face, completely exasperated with the idiotic boy in front of him. The idiotic boy that currently had a bullet lodged in his thigh. A bullet that Tony hadn't been aware of because the protocol to alert him of Peter's injuries had been disabled. Again.
"It's fine! You really don't need to call Dr Cho. It's just a bullet, I can get it out easily and I'll be healed by morning." Peter tried to persuade Tony.
Tony sighed, feeling his blood pressure rising already. Luckily he was distracted by Cho's arrival.
"Peter Parker, am I going to have to put a name on a bed here for you?" She smirked at him as she moved around the room, putting various items on the metal trolley next to the bed Peter was sitting on.
She turned to Tony "FRIDAY already filled me in. It's a pretty clean shot so I just need to get it out and disinfect the area. He'll be right as rain in a few minutes."
The billionaire gave a rueful smile. "Thanks, Cho, if you could also find a way to permanently bubble wrap him it would be great." This kid would be the death of him.
The doctor chuckled, already starting to extract the bullet from Peter's leg. She'd given him some of his specially synthesised spidey metabolism pain killers while Tony had been speaking.
"If either of us knew how to stop his numerous injuries, we would have done it by now." She murmured, dropping the bullet into a metal pan on the trolley.
"Hey!" Peter said indignantly, "I'm notthatbad."
Tony levelled him with an unimpressed look. "You're in here atleasttwice a month, kid. Don't start."
"All done." Cho said as she finished wrapping his leg. "No patrolling or anything strenuous for at least three days. We all know that you have fast healing, but I want to be sure it's healed properly."
"I told you it was okay." Peter smirked at Tony.
The man gave him a blank look as he opened his mouth to say something back.
"Even so, I'd prefer to be contacted each time just in case. We don't need a repeat of when we needed to re-brake your wrist." Cho said, interrupting Tony as she tidied and disinfected the few instruments she'd used, before putting them back in their places.
"Now, I do have somewhere I need to be so I'll leave you in Tony's capable hands. Listen to him and nothing strenuous for three days, Parker."
Tony thanked her as she left. He turned back to Peter and passed him some crutches.
"Really?" Peter groaned. He was fine, he didn't need the crutches.
Tony silently pulled him up from the bed. "Yes, really. You didn't listen and leave Karen's programming alone, so now you need to use the crutches because you need to keep some weight off of that leg."
Peter groaned again before relenting and picking up the crutches. He wouldn't admit it, but they would help a bit.
Tony walked off towards the elevator before turning to face the boy. "And before I forget" He smirked at Peter, "May will be hearing that you messed with the suit again."
Peter's eyes widened. "What! No! Mr Stark, she's gonna be pissed and all overprotective. Like you but worse!" He cried as he darted after Tony, going as fast as he could with the crutches.
The billionaire only laughed. "Shoulda thought of that before you did it."