Irondad spiderson One shots

●But I live here!

summary- Peter is ill on the day of the surprise field trip. No big deal, right? Well ... That new tour guide thinks very differently about that.

⚠Tw⚠ Bullying, blood, vomit, sick

⁛Peter POV⁛

I ran, I ran faster. Faster than I ever ran. It didn't work, he just kept catching up with me. The green eyes were all that lit up the dark hall. I would rather it was completely dark, that no green eyes were staring at me at all. The figure kept saying my name. 

"I'm coming Peter, I'm coming for you. Peter, Peter Peter" 

Slowly I was drawn back to reality, the water continued to run down my cheeks. I opened my eyes, thank god I was just lying in my bed. Dad sat on the edge of my bed, running his hand through my hair. "You're very warm Pete, did you have a nightmare?" I nodded, a little after shaking. "I'm going to measure your temperature Pete, I think you have a fever." I did feel bad. When my dad got up to take the Thermometer it happened, I threw up. 

"Tony!" My mother entered the room, her eyes turned to my father. "Why isn't Peter out of bed yet?" My mother asked. Only then did she turn. "Oh Little Spider! You stay home today dear." I tell school you can't come today. "My mother said, there was nothing questioning about her tone and I didn't really have a choice. '

"I can't stay at home, I will miss the field trip. "I stammered at my mother. She looked at me with a stern look," unfortunately, nothing can be done about "she said. 

"I'm sorry Peter, but you can't throw up in a museum or something. That should not happen, it doesn't make anyone happy "My father added as he came back into the room with the thermometer. He took my temperature." Fever. "He determined." Go back to sleep Pete, hopefully feel you feel better when you wake up again. My parents both kissed me on the head and left the room again. I closed my eyes again.

⁛Ned POV⁛

"He does come right?" MJ asked me, "I have no idea. You think something bad might have been happend?" We have been waiting for Peter for fifteen minutes and the bus was about to leave. "Leeds, we can't wait anymore. There are people waiting for us" miss Smith told us. 

Groups of children entered the bus. I checked my phone again, maybe I got a message. The bus driver began to honk impatiently. "Ned MJ, you really have to get in, otherwise we will leave without you." We ran into the bus. Children everywhere asked where we were going, but the teacher wouldn't say anything. 

MJ and I also had our theory, we had seen a folder from a museum on the teacher's desk so that what a great opportunity. We had already been to a museum last year and school never goes to the same thing twise in a row. Another possibility was a zoo, another class had been there last month, so that made sense.

we were on the bus for almost an hour when the avenger tower came into view. "We're not going to ..." stammered MJ. "There is no way, Peter doesn't have such a bad luck."

 "You think? "Said MJ with her eyes pointed to her sketchbook. The pencil went up and down.     "Well yes" I was a bit hesitant, sure. Peter didn't have all the luck in the world but how many people can now say that they are the son of 'The Tony Stark'. "OK class, we're almost there. Please make sure you don't leave any mess on the bus. You probably all have your ideas about where the trip is going. I shouldn't keep you waiting any longer ... We're going to the Avenger tower! "Chaos broke out in the bus, kids started screaming excitedly." Okay, all right. We are getting the tour of a new tour guird, we are his first class so I expect you all to behave properly. "MJ and I looked at each other desperately," call him again Ned "insisted MJ. I picked up my phone and pressed the contact for the sixth time, the phone immediately switched to voice mail.