Peter stared at the brainiac and the fortune cookie in disbelief.
"Excuse me?" he squeaked. Oh, way to sound manly!
"It is nothing to be ashamed of Peter. We all fall through hard times," Danny sympathetically stated.
"Nothing to be ashamed of? Danny! He is taking drugs. This could kill him!" Ava yelled.
How was it that in a blink of an eye they could forget that they had effectively tied up their leader to his own bed.
"Anger does not solve problems."
"Well he shouldn't be doing drugs. And I'm angry that he is!"
"We must understand where he is coming from. He is a troubled soul."
"He is Peter fucking Parker! He is goddamn Spiderman! He has been through worse!"
"Agent Coulson. We found something you may want to see."
"Bring it in."
"Finally!" Sam rejoiced as he was released from the medical ward. He felt refreshed and wired. He felt like he could fly around the world with no problems. But he had something he needed to do first. He made his way to his room quickly. Slipping inside he glanced over the souvenirs he had collected over the years. Toys, weapons, rocks, a stick... A ha! There was his helmet.
He just needed to fly over to Peter's house and... Ask him a few questions.
Such as... What was he doing hiding such a useful talent? Granted, he would make a few jokes about him slobbering over everything but there was great potential to this gift. Yes gift. Aliens would love to get ahold of a nonalcoholic painkiller.
Actually, so would most of the world. He'd have to keep that from Deadpool. Lord only knows that he finds he the oddest things. And an all natural miracle nonalcoholic pain killer was a very sought after oddity.
He wondered for a moment if he could get some and send it to the other guardians. Who knows? Maybe Peter's gift would make Groot grow more. Heh heh. Miracle grow Spider venom.
With these thoughts in mind, he slipped the helmet over his head. Turning Sam Alexander into Nova. He zipped out of the room only to crash into Powerman.
"Whoa. Slow down. You just got out of the medical ward. We don't want to see your mug in there again," Powerman smirked. Nova smiled back.
"Yeah, yeah. Hey, you seen Web head around?"
Powerman tensed slightly.
"I can't say that I have," he responded with forced attempt at calmness. Nova stared at the obviously uncomfortable Powerman. World's worst liar.
"Really?"
"Yeah. What do you need him for?"
Nova blinked behind his helmet.
"Homework."
"Homework?"
"Homework. I want to compare answers."
"... Why not go to Ava?"
"She'll know. She's always guarding her paper like its her precious or something."
Both boys had an odd image of Ava in a dank underground cave hunched over her papers in the middle of a lake. She was muttering my precious over and over again.
"And Danny?"
"He's not much better. And he doesnt know the material as well. How else am I supposed to get an A?"
"Actually study?"
"NO! PETER NEEDS UNDERSTANDING!"
Peter watched the insane verbal tennis match as both young heroes had forgotten he was their hostage.
"I'm not saying he doesn't. But I think a little angry persuasion is the way to go."
And had somehow switched calm Danny into overly aggressive Danny. That left indepently strong Ava as the calm voice of reason. He felt like was part of a bad sitcom. He had to say something.
"Not to interrupt the lovers' spat but can someone please explain what's going on?"
Both teens stared at Peter with embarrassed bewilderment.
"We are not lovers!" Ava spat.
"We are merely concerned friends," Danny stated calmly. Peter swore that Danny was bipolar with his quick change in attitude. Ava sighed before taking control.
"We're here to help Peter. Not Fury, not SHEILD, no therapists," she cringed at the last one, "Just us."
The roof of Peter's mouth throbbed. It was bad enough he was accused of something he didn't do, and that he was restrained in his own home, by his teammates. But add the bonus of his poteintially potent Spider Bite swelling with fluid? This was not going to end well if he didn't escape soon. He was already reliving the familiar bittersweet taste of his body's defense.
"I don't need any help," Peter stated in an icy tone. Somewhere in his mind, he pondered if ingesting his own Spider fluids he would act more apathetic. So far it appears when irritated and when he tastes it he isn't the most agreeable. Huh. He wondered if Luke would be willing to help him test it.
"One must relinquish their pride in order to find peace."
"What pride?"
"Danny's right Peter. Let us help you. Or we won't have a choice but to send you to Fury."
"What are you talking about?" Peter rephrased.
"Your drug problem Peter. We know about it."
"Hm?"
He didn't bother to open his mouth. More so he couldn't afford to open it. He really needed to relieve himself of his poison.
"And we are here to help you."
"We are going to help get you off of over the counter pain killers."
"Through patience and meditation."
"What? No. Through psychological analysis and corrective behavior."
Peter closed his eyes ignoring another fight between the two. He focused on holding back the bittersweet taste. He didn't want to drink it if he could avoid it. He did once and felt queasy for hours.
Small beads of cold sweat perspired on his forehead as he fought his body's new natural reaction. God where was Luke when you needed him?
He was drawn from his thoughts as he heard his front door open. Ava and Danny went silent. Both gave him a look before reluctantly untying him. Peter stared bewilderedly at them.
"Was there any point in tying me up?" He whisper yelled suppressing his bite.
"We thought we had more time."
"We won't tell your Aunt."
"But we will talk about this later Parker."
With that, both teens jumped out his window. Seeing their silhouettes vanish, he quickly scrounged around for a bottle. Successfully finding one, he placed it on the roof of his mouth, to empty himself before his Aunt May got to his room. He didn't notice she hadn't called up. Nor was there any footfall.
"Hello Web head."
Peter's eyes bugged as he released a bottles worth, half in the bottle, half on his floor. He whipped his head around to see Nova floating calmly in his room.
I... I have nothing to say.
Except maybe, please review.