VALENTINE'S DINNER GONE WRONG
"Peter I swear to god, if you're not down here in full dinner attire in the next five minutes, I'll send cap your there to drag you down" peter heard tony yell.
You see it's currently Valentine's Day and peter was supposed to be getting ready to go to dinner with the avengers. Instead peter was laying in his bed clutching his stomach, grimacing in pain. The day started out fine, Peter went to school, visited May and even did a little patrolling. Something happened between him ending his patrol and this moment that his stomach wasn't liking.
"Hey Pete, Tony sent me up here. Said you need to get your ass down stairs right now or he'll add new baby protocols to your suit" Cap's voice echoed through peter's head.
Peter shot up, which his stomach immediately protested.
"Woah, you okay bud? You look a little pale, do I need to get tony?" Peter could hear the worried tony in Caps voice.
"N-no, there's no need, just sat up too fast" Peter said shakily.
"Well if you're fine, then I suggest getting down stairs before tony goes full dad mode and yells your full name. That never ends well." Cap giggle as he left the room.
Peter slowly got up and went to his mirror. His hair was mess and you could tell he was bloated.
"I'll just carry my jacket in front of me and no one will notice" he thought to himseld as he combed his hair out.
He made his way down stair to meet his super hero family.
"There you are, I was starting to think you died for something" Tony said as he ruffled up peters hair.
"You okay underoo? You're pretty warm" tony pointed out.
Peter stepped back.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just run hit remember" he said.
Tony just shrugged not wanting to annoy the boy.
"Okay everyone, let's get into our cars and go. We are already running late" pepper said from the doorway.
Peter ended up in the backseat of Tony's Lincoln SUV with Morgan.
"Peter, what are you doing" Morgan asked as she watched peter secretly try to rubbing his aching stomach.
"I'm not doing anything Morgan, what do you mean" peter asked.
"You were rubbing your tummy, is it icky?" Morgan stated.
This caught the attention of tony. He looked at peter through the rear view mirror.
"You doing okay back there" he asked.
Peter nodded, then dozed off.
"WAKE UP, WAKE UP, WAKE UP" peters eyes shot open at the sound of Morgan's screams.
"I'm up, I'm up" peter replied.
"Good, 'cause we're here" tony said.
Peter looked out his window. He saw a very elegant and expensive looking restaurant.
" great, just the type of place you want to be when you're sick" peter said to himself.
Everyone got out of their vehicles and scurried into the restaurant.
As soon as peter was inside he knew this night wasn't going to end well. His spidey sense immediately started acting up, his stomach churned at the smell of food, and he had a feeling tony was into him.
"Follow me" a waitress said, leading the dinner party to their table.
"Kid you're sitting next to me" tony said.
"Bu-" Peter started.
"No but's about it, plant your ass in this chair" tony demanded.
Peter did as he was told. Everyone was chatting with each other, but not peter. All he could do was think about how tight his pants felt against his aching bloated stomach and the nausea that was creeping in.
The waitress came back and took everyone's orders then scurried to the kitchen. At this point, Peter's stomach was becoming a ticking time bomb. He knew the inevitable was coming. He just didn't know when exactly until the waitress came back with everyone's food. The smell and the sight of the food set off Peter's ticking time bomb. Next thing he knew there was a puddle in Tony's lap. The whole restaurant went quite.
"Oh my god, Tony, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry" peter said beginning to tear up.
"It's okay kid. I knew something was up. Why didn't you tell me you weren't feeling well. I wouldn't have dragged you to this boring dinner" tony said comforting the now sobbing boy.
"Pepper, honey if you don't mind. I'm gonna take the poor kid back to the compound " Pepper nodded.
"There's a spare pair of pants in the back of the car" she said as tony walked peter out.
"Kid, you know there are less gross ways to get out of dinner right" tony laughed.
"Please don't make me laugh, it hurts" that response made tony frown.
He hates seeing the kid so miserable and frail. It made him feel guilty. If he would've put two and two together, peter would be in bed and not puking in the parking lot. Oh shit, he's puking in the parking lot!
"It's okay, let it out. You're okay" tony tried to comfort the boy as much as possible, but there's only so much he can do.
Once peter finished, tony helped him into the car.
"Just try to sleep, we'll be at the compound in 20" Tony said.
Peter nodded and closed his eyes.
When he woke up, they were pulling up to the compound.
" I want you to shower then get straight into bed. FRIDAY will notify me when you're done. I'll head up there in a bit" tony said.
"I'm really sorry" peter said weakly.
"Don't be, it happens" tony responded.
When they got into the compound, peter did what he was told. When FRIDAY notified Tony that Peter was done and in bed, he made his way to the spiderling's room.
" hey kid, how you feeling?" Tony asked.
Peter grunted in response.
"FRIDAY, play Star Wars on peter's tv" tony said.
Tony climbed into peter's bed so he could comfort him. Peter snuggled into Tony's arm.
"When you're better, you're so getting lectured about being honest and to not hide illness" tony said then kissed peter on the forehead.
Hours passed and everyone finally made their way back to the compound. Pepper made her way to check in peter, only to find her husband and the boy passed out. She couldn't help but smile. Even though he didn't want to admit it, she knew tony loved Peter as if he were his son.