"Do you want to come to Italy with me?" Tony asked me.

"I would love to, but what about Aunt May?" I asked.

"Already discussed it with her, she wants you to go and to have fun. I personally think she wants you out of the house so she can party with her friends."

"I'll go pack a bag. How long are we staying?"

"A week, but we can stay longer if you want to."

I nodded my head and went to pack for two weeks. I don't now if we will stay that long, but its better to be prepared. I asked FRIDAY about the weather in Italy, she said it would be in the 60s and it would get cooler once the sun goes down. Spiders don't do well in the cold, I inherited that part of spider DNA. Because of this, I packed warmer clothing. Well, my standard of normal clothing, which consists of long pants, long sleeve shirts, and several jackets and sweatshirts. I also threw in some nicer clothing as well. Within an hour, I was packed and ready to go. Good thing I was, because Tony came by telling me that the jet was waiting.

In the beginning, I wasn't okay with Tony spending money on me. I'm still not, but I have let him take me on business trips and such. I feel bad about it, because before I barged in on Aunt May and Uncle Ben, they had wanted to travel. I was the reason they couldn't and was never able to. May works hard as a single parent, making sure the bills are paid, that there is food on the table, I have what I need for school. Before becoming an official intern for Tony, I did some freelance photography. The pictures are mainly of Spiderman. I'm the only one in New York who can get a clear shot of Spiderman, because I am Spiderman. I still send in pictures from time to time. Tony lets me take some promotional pictures of the stuff we work on for SI, mainly its only the board that sees those, but sometimes the people do, when the product hits the market.

~TIME SKIP~

Tony woke me up as we were landing in Italy. The view was gorgeous. Walking through the airport, the smell is unlike anything I have smelled before. It's making me hungry. I ask Tony what was for breakfast, since it is in the morning hours here. He lets me decide, and I want to find a café of some sorts. I like trying new food when I come with Tony to different places. After walking around some, we found a cute little bakery and I all but drag Tony in. I ask the lady at the counter too surprise me with five different pastries. I know I should probably eat some more, but I don't want to freak anyone out with my enhanced metabolism.

"How was your nap on the plane?" Tony asked.

"It was good. Did you enjoy the flight or were you bored to death since I was asleep?" I teased.

"You are right, I nearly died of boredom. Not even FRIDAY could keep me entertained." He teased back.

When our pastries arrived, I immediately dug in. I started with this one that looked like a flower. It was really good, tasted like a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. The second one was a regular biscuit. The third looked and tasted like fried apples. I guess that was because it was mainly fried apples. The fourth one was a surprise because I had no idea what it tasted like, but it was delicious. The fifth one tasted like peppermint. I don't know why, but it was disgusting. I loved peppermint, before the bite. BEFORE THE BITE! Spiders can't handle peppermint.

"Peppermint. Spider. Can't." I gasped out. Hopefully Tony could understand.

"I have to get you to the hospital. Let me guess, you didn't know you were now allergic to peppermint."

Tony put on his Iron Man suit, picked me up, and flew to the closest hospital. Thankfully Tony can speak Italian, and FRIDAY can too. After listening to gibberish for a few minutes, I was ushered into the ER. I don't know what they gave me, maybe an EpiPen. After a few minutes, I was able to breathe again. Tony was pacing the room, probably worried about me or something. He always worries about me because I noticed that every time I get hurt as Spiderman and am forced into the med bay at the tower, Tony just paces or sits by the bed I'm in and doesn't move.

"Are you okay Tony?" I questioned.

"Am I okay? You are in a foreign hospital, after having an allergic reaction to peppermint. An allergy caused by your spider DNA. Yet you don't ask whether or not you are okay, but someone else." Tony stated.

Tony ruffles my hair, and lets me know he texted Natasha to get everything peppermint out of the tower. He also texted the same thing to Aunt May. She's going to freak out, she is probably freaking out now. I suddenly get pretty sleepy. Before I let sleep take in, I muttered to Tony.

"Not how I wanted to start out the week." In response, Tony chuckled and told me to get some sleep.

AN: Hey guys. So, tomorrow (Friday, March 29) I am leaving for a Disney trip with my marching band. We will be performing at Magic Kingdom in a parade. This will be my last post for roughly a week, because the trip is 5-6 days including travel. I will not have time to sit down and write, no matter how much I want to. Thank you for reading, reviewing, and understanding. ~Ariel