Tom Holland/Peter Parker Sickfics

~ The Cyclone ~

Summary: You'll see 😂 I think this one is fucking hilarious

This was a request for my twin sister, a little early birthday pressie and I hope you enjoyed the only 20 minutes without me in your life x

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It was a sunny summer's day at Coney Island, and Steve and Bucky had promised Peter to go to the fair and enjoy what he had left of vacation before he started his new school year. Plus, it would be a good day to reminisce on all the good times that the men had in their youth, playing the carnival games and Steve being too short to ride most attractions.

"So how did you get to ride The Cyclone if your were too short?" Peter asked Steve as they waited in line to purchase a corn dog, Peter was starved and the grown ups didn't want him complaining about it.

"Bucky jammed a couple candy bars into the back of my shoes just enough to get me on the rollercoaster, ain't that right Bucky?" Steve answered before looking up at his best pal.

"Yeah I did, then he threw up everywhere and we had to leave." Bucky said, sounding slightly annoyed about it many decades later. It ruined the day for him but he still cared about the wellbeing of his weak little sidekick, it wasn't his fault he got motion sick.

"Wouldn't the candy bars melt?" Peter asked, that would have been a waste of a perfectly good candy bar.

"They did, ruined my shoes, no matter how hard I scrubbed the stain wouldn't budge." Steve said as he took the money out of his wallet to pay for Peter's corn dog.

"Thanks so much for taking me out today, I appreciate it." Peter said all smiley as he grabbed his dog on a stick as they wondered through the fair. As he munched he couldn't help but notice how greasy and processed it tasted, but it was street food so he didn't really expect any fine dine cuisine, and he was starving.

"We better get in line for The Cyclone, the line is getting longer by the gosh darn second!" Bucky said as he grabbed Steve and Peter by the wrists and dragged them to the end of the line.

"Now we wait, I guess." Steve said as he stuck his hands in his jean pockets and looked around the place. Truth be told he didn't feel like riding, not after what happened last time, just because he got taller and muscular doesn't mean he wouldn't get motion sick.

Peter continued to munch on the dog until they approached the front of the line, making the decision to toss it into the trash and just wait.

"This is going to be great!" Bucky said as he clapped his hands together, it looked like they would snag the front seats.

"I may vomit!" Peter said all worried, his hand forcing it's way onto his stomach that had suddenly turned sour.

"It's just the nerves, you'll be fine." Bucky said as he patted Peter on the back.

"No, I think there was something wrong with that corn dog." Peter said as he pointed over to the trash can, and his stomach hurt bad!

"Alright, go to the nearest available seats!" The rollercoaster operator shouted from his booth, Bucky ran up to the front cart and hopped right in.

"Sit here Peter, don't be a chicken!" He joked, Peter took one step forward before his stomach turned upside down and a massive projectile of barf spewed from his mouth and onto the empty seat. The poor boy hunched over and covered his mouth in horror at what he had just done, hearing the gasps of eager adrenaline junkies behind him.

"B-Bucky, I am so sorry!" Peter croaked out, his lip quivering.

"Oh crumbs, let's get you some water." Steve said as he gently held the boy around his waist, starting to remove him from the theatre on conflict.

"Buck, you coming?" Steve asked as he turned around and saw his friend still sitting in his seat.

"Oh you coward, I'm not scared,  watch this!" Bucky said as he pulled down his safety barrier and the rollercoaster started up, some of the left over vomit flying all over the place. Peter's cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

"You can't take me anywhere." He sighed as Steve sat him down on a nearby bench, the soldier took off his backpack and went to rummage for a bottle of water he had packed earlier.

"Here you go." He said as he unscrewed the cap, Peter took it in his shaking hand and sipped at it slowly.

"I should've thought twice before eating weird street food." Peter said sadly, he felt like he had ruined the entire day.

"Don't get too down, Queens. I didn't fancy going on that rollercoaster anyway, I would've left an even bigger mess then you did." Steve told him as he sat down next to the teen on the bench.

"That would have spared me the embarrassment." Peter said as he leaned back, he was kinda tired now from all of that.

"What has happened to you!" Steve suddenly said as he saw Bucky walk towards them, he was soaked with vomit and looked horrendous.

"Probably should've cleaned up that puke before the ride started." Bucky said as he tried to shake it off.

"I don't think all of that is mine, you know. I don't remember eating those horrible lumps of gristle?" Peter said as he couldn't help but stare at the vomit that coated his body. Steve put two and two together, it felt good not to be the one to throw up in front of anyone for once.

"We should leave."

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Kinda a short one but I had been thinking of writing something like this for a whole now and my sister loved it.

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