Peter's pov

Peter was chattering no stop as he and Tony rode the elevator up to the avengers living room. Tonight was an avengers movie night and on top of that Wanda assured him she had the best hot chocolate recipe and she making some of it tonight. Everyone was super happy and told Peter it really was the best.

Peter had been extremely excited the entire morning and school had felt extra long with the future plans in place. Therefore it took Peter completely be suprise when a chill ran down his spine as the elevator doors slid open. Peter's mouth went dry and he abondand his sentence mid way. Something didn't feel right.

His eyes travelled over the room and like Peter expected there was no danger in sight. It was more like a weird feeling then his normal spidey sense.

Tony stopped to look at him for a few seconds, probably wondering why he had suddenly stopped walking, " Kid are you okay? "

"Fine", Peter replied before falling on the nearest couch. The open space was conveniently next to Natasha. He could atleast try to avoid his dad for now, no need to make him worry. Especially when there was nothing wrong.

Peter recieved a confused look from his dad. Peter loved to snuggle on movie nights but he usually only snuggled with Tony. Tony walked to the next available seat a tiny pout on his face. Peter knew his dad loved it when he feel asleep on him.

As all the avengers got comfortable and a movie was decided on,Wanda jumped up and asked, " Who's ready for the best hot drink ever? "

Everyone happily agreed as Wanda walked towards the kitchen area. Only a few minutes later she returned, levitating all the cups behind her. She floated a cup into each of their hands before happily saying, "Okay guys tell me what you think!"

As Peter brought the cup closer to his lips the feeling from early increased tenfold and he almost choked as the smell evaded his nose. It was similar to pure bleach. Was this some sort of prank?

Looking at the others he saw everyone drinking there hot chocolate and making content noises. Maybe the smell was just deceiving. Just then he saw Wanda give him a encouraging smile. To not appear rude he took the smallest sip imaginable.

It wasn't his best of the most important rules as a super hero; always lesson to your gut feeling.

Almost immediately a burning pain consumed his throat, if one drop did this to him what would a whole cup full do? Peter shifted uncomfortable and took a deep breath through his nose. The pain persisted.

In the background of his mind he could here Wanda answering someone's question," Yep,the lemon and white chocolate is the best pairing."

Lemon!?

Peter internal screeched while his body went why the feeling in his throat was odly familer. The stillness only lasted a few seconds before Peter started moving unnatural fastly into a upwards position. Pushing the full cup into the nearest open hands he started walking with a fast pace to the elevator. His was going to his room before anything worse happened.

Tony called after him, "kid you good? We are just starting the movie."

Peter having been muttering under his breath said the first thing that came to mind. In a unusual calm but high pitched voice he said, "I just drank poison."

As all the avengers started at him he was sure he heard Wanda grumbling under her breath, no need to be so dramatic you could have just said you don't like it.

Peter was already in the elevator as Tony started to stand up.

Tony's pov

Tony knew it physically pained his kid to be only slightly rude so he knew something must be wrong. If it was to much stress over school or an injury he couldn't stand anymore Tony would get to the bottom of this.

This was also most likely tge reason why Peter didn't want to sit with him.

After excusing himself, what the kid's manners had rubbed of a little, Tony rushed to get to Peter's room.

After softly knocking on the door Tony heard a reply in a almost pained voice, " Came in "

Tony opened the door quickly only to find Peter curled up on his bed, his hands hugging his knees to his back to ToTony.

Tony heart broke at the site.

"Oh buddy, what's wrong? " Tony asked while moving to sit next to the boy. Tony started running his hand down the boys back.

A slightly whiny voice returned the answer, well sort of, "stupid lemons"

Tony's brow wrinkled what was wrong with lemons. Personally Tony thought they elavated any dish, especially salads.

Peter muttered out another part of his answer," They burn a spider from the inside out."

Tony was getting worried wasn't there lemon in the hot chocolate? The boys previous statement made more sense now. Being part spider the boy would have some troubles with lemon, just like the normal household species.

Panicked Tony asked, "Should I call Bruce?"

Peter turned out to look at him, "No dad, this has happened previously when I used to live with May. This time I didn't drink as much. It just hurts."

Tony scold he thought the boy had learned to tell him these stuff after a few past happings.

" What can I do buddy? "

Can you play with my hair?,Peter asked uncertainly.

Tony smiled softly before ordering Peter to move over, if he was staying a while he would spare his back some future pain. Lying next to the boy, with the covers pulled up and the lights almost completely dimmed Tony started his task. Peter relaxed almost immediately and only 10 minutes later the boy was peaceful sleeping.

Tony was nodding of as well, he could spent the night Pep was on a business trip so she would mind.

Carefully to keep his voice low Tony asked Friday, By a dear and let the others know about Peter's spider related problem and tell them they can continue the movie without us."

After a quite affirmative from the Al Tony fell asleep next to his spiderbaby.