IF AVENGERS DON'T GET SICKDAYS NEITHER DOES SPIDER-MAN
Peter woke up with the worst sore throat of his life. He knew he was sick, it was obvious. He mentally slapped himself for going on patrol the night before when he knew he needed to catch up on sleep.
' I guess everything is finally catching up to me' he thought.
"Peter, hurry and get dressed. I want you to eat before the bus comes" he heard May yell from the kitchen.
'ugh food, thats the last thing my throat needs' he thought
He threw on a pair of jeans he hoped were clean off the floor and grabbed a tshirt from the drawer.
He made his way to the kitchen and found May with a big grin on her face.
"Good morning honey, I made waffles!" may said.
Peter wanted to tell her he wasn't hungry but he knew that she'd ask questions and he really didn't want to be interrogated. He just wanted to make it through school and get to the tower to train with the worlds mightiest heroes. He started eating the waffles and it felt like his throat was sand paper. He cringed his face at the feel of the food going down but luckily May didnt notice. He looked up at the clock on the wall and realized the bus would be there any minute. He rushed to put his plate in the sink. He gave May a kiss on the cheek and just like that he was out the door without a word.
When peter reached his seat next to MJ on the bus he was beyond tired. MJ could tell something was up with him but decided he'd tell her if something was up eventually.
When they got to school peter wished he just stayed home. He ached everywhere, his throat was raw, and he could swear he was starting to develop a fever. He knew it was gonna be a long day but he had to pull through because Mr.Stark was expecting him at the tower right after school. He headed to first period and sat next to MJ and Ned.
"Hey loser, you look worse than you did on the bus" MJ pointed out.
Peter just shrugged. Ned passed him a note that said ' dude, are you okay. You look like death ran you over in a semi'.
Peter wrote ' throat is killing me but i gotta make it through the day for Mr. Stark'. He passed the note back to Ned. Ned read it and could only shake his head. He knew how much peter wanted to impress tony, but he just wished he wouldnt run himself into the ground in the process.
Time passed and Peter finally made it to lunch. He decided against eating to save his throat from being completely annihilated. He made it to the table and immediately laid his head down. Both MJ and Ned looked at eachother with concern. MJ finally spoke up when she saw peter shaking. "Dude, just go to the nurse. You seriously look like shit"
Peter looked up and opened his mouth to protest but all that came out was a squeak.
"I rest my case" added MJ.
Peter's body was begging for rest but he resisted like always.
His phone buzzed and he looked down to see a text from Ned.
' I'm sure he'll understand if you want to take a sick day'
Peter responded ' the avengers don't take sick days so neither does spiderman'
Ned just rolled his eyes and that was the end of the conversation.
Lunch finally finish and peter went in the direction of his last two classes.
He sent a text to Tony during his last class.
' Hey Mr.Stark, no need to send Happy to come get me. I'm just gonna swing to the tower.' it read. Tony replied a few minutes later.
' ive told you a thousand times you can call me tony. Anyway if you're positive that's what you want to do i'm not gonna stop you'
Peter knew he couldn't risk happy finding out he was sick.
When the last bell rang peter stumbled his way through the halls and out the exit by the ally. He changed into his suit and just like that he set off for the tower.
A voice echoed through the suit. "Master Parker, your temperature is a few degrees above normal. Should I notify Mr. Stark.
Peter managed to get out a soft no and karen did not ask anymore questions.
When peter made it to the tower, he was absolutely drained. Pepper was waiting for him at the door.
"Hello peter, it nice to see you again" she said. Peter nodded with a fake smile.
" tony is waiting for you with the others upstairs, let me take your bag and ill take you." pepper said.
When they made it up the stairs, peter saw natasha sparring with steve and clint was sparring with bucky. ' i guess im sparring with Mr. Stark' he thought.
" Hey there undroo, you look happy to be here" tony said sarcastically. Peter just gave him a shrug.
He began sparring with tony and tony immediately knew something was up.
"Hey kid, you doing okay" he asked. Peter just broke down right then and there.
" woah woah, hey you're okay" steve said coming from the other side of the room.
"what's wrong" natasha asked peter.
He tried to talk but nothing would come out.
"I'm going to go get pepper" clint said walking to the door.
"Friday, scan peter" tony said.
" peter's temperature is 102. He seems to have strep sir." friday replies.
"Damn kid, youre a mess" tony said to peter.
Peter began to cry again.
"Oh honey, youre okay. Lets get you to your room and get you laying down." pepper said coming in through the door.
Tony sat there in awe. Pepper was always better in these types of situations. She really knew what to do and how to take charge.
" clint go get a fluffy blanket, steve can you make some tea please, bucky can you run to the store and get some cough drops, tony go find the fever reducers you and bruce made for steve and peters metabolism, and natasha please help me get peter to bed." pepper barked her orders and everyone went to do what they were asked.
Pepper and natasha got peter settled into bed and everyone started coming back with their items one by one. After everyone left, tony texted may to tell her that Peter was sick and he would take care of him until he was better. He watched peter sleep because he honestly didn't know what to do. He didn't have any kids, so this was completely new territory. Peter started stirring in his sleep and tony got up to be next to him. Peter looked like he wanted to say something so tony gave him a note pad and pencil. Peter began to write then turned the notepad over.
'thank you for taking care of me Mr. Stark' it read.
Tony looked at the helpless teen with a smile.
"no problem spiderboy" he replied.
"But next time you're sick,just stay home" he added and with tbat peter slowly drifted back to sleep.