Wrong Number, Pytor.///DISCONTINUED

Vinegar

*+sorry for this+*

Did you know Vinegar can kill spiders instantaneously?

Also Spiders hate Peppermint and Garlic.

Just saying~

(also the photo is something i took months ago while food shopping) :)

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Natasha POV

What. The everloving. Fuck.

So my dear Питер (Peter) and his friend are Tony Stark's new interns.

AND KEPT IT A SECRET FROM US. I mean I understand Peter could but Harley has been coming over everyday for the past two months! How did we not notice. Unless of course, he was just following Peter's lead. Of course he would.

Anyways, Clint and I were walking behind Stark and the boys, when Clint spoke up. "So Tony, these are your new interns? How did you end up with him?" He asked, pointing towards an obviously offended Tony Stark. "W-well sir, our school had a t-test for the internship. We both got.. 100.%/" Harley said. Is he acting, or is he flustered over how tight Peter seems to be holding his hand. Or holding his hand in general.

Clint seemed to perk up a bit, while Tony just smiled brightly. "Can you believe it? 15 year old's managed to get 100.0% on MY internship tests." He sounded as if he is bragging. Piss off. "So, if it weren't your test, they wouldn't have gotten a 100.0%? Is that what your saying." I replied, obviously not gonna have it with him bragging about my kid.

That's Clint and I's job.

"I- Oh look we're here!" We all walk into the living area, to see Sam and Bucky playing Mario Kart on the TV, Steve reading a book, and Wanda and Pietro watching them play on the TV. Steve seemed to notice our arrival, because he placed down his book and cleared his throat, catching everyone's attention.

"Hey Romanoff, Barton. Who are the kids, Tony?" He asked, which made everyone turn to us. "These are my interns. Go on, introduce yourselves." He pushed Peter and Harley forward lightly. "H-hi.. I-I-I'm Parker Pete- I MEAN..." He sighed. I smiled slightly at his awkwardness. "My name's Peter Parker." He muttered. "I'm... I'm Harley Keener. The one who can say their name correctly." He mumbled the last part, looking at Peter, who was hiding his face with his hands.

No One's POV because im bad first person.

  Tony chuckled slightly at the boys antics. "Итак, это знаменитые Харлей и Питер. (So this is the famous Harley and Peter.)" Bucky said. "Питер выглядит на 12 лет. (Peter looks like a 12 year old.)" Peter must have heard him, because he replied with, "Мне 15! Не 12! (I'm 15! Not 12!)" Everyone (Except Clint and Nat) was shocked. They turned to them in mixed expressions: Some were shocked, and some just stared at him because he is very dumb (ahem, Clint and Nat).

When he realized what he had just done, he clasped his mouth shut. "You know Russian?" Nat asked, trying to change the subject. "Yes ма- Miss. Romanoff. That and some other languages." everyone just stared at him. Sam cleared his throat. "Well then, very cool, kid. Anyways... do one of you guys want to play with us? We have extra controllers~" He asked. Harley looked at Tony. "Go ahead kid." Harley smiled and nodded, grabbing a controller and picking his avatar.

"Peter? Want to come talk with us?" Wanda asked. Pietro nodded his head to the point where his twin was worried he'd get a whiplash. "S-sure Ms. Maximoff." "Just Wanda is fine." She smiled. "Ok.. Wanda..." He muttered a reply.

Steve placed down his book, saying he was going to make dinner.

~~Time skip brought to you by the temptation to play Splatoon 2 to beat my bsf🥰~~

  "Everyone! Dinners ready!" Steve called out. Everyone was starving. Sam paused the game as Bucky help Harley up, while Bruce and Tony came out of the lab. Clint and Natasha were already there, seeing as Clint used the vents and Natasha was just, there. As Peter was getting up, Pietro scooped him up bridal style causing him to squeak a little. He ran passed the other six towards the kitchen, until finally placing him down on the floor.

  Peter felt a little dizzy from the trip, not used to traveling by speed. "Pietro! You can't just ran off with him like that." Wanda came in, pointed at Peter, who was leaning against the table for support. Pietro sighed. "Sorry Peter." "It's- fine. I'm fine." Harley was laughing like a mad man. "Hey Ro-Parker! You gonna sit down or have you taken interest in the floor again." Clint glanced at Harley. He almost slipped up his family's secret. "shUt uP." Peters voice cracked.

  "Here Peter, have some apple cider. It helps with dizziness. (Or at least it helps me. I get dizzy a lot cause im dumb.)" Tony gave him a plastic cup. "T-thanks." When Peter gulped it down, he started to feel more dizzy. (hi i've never had an allergic reaction to f o o d so please correct me if im wrong.) "H-hey, Mr. Stark?" He cringed at his now raspy voice. "W-w-whats' iN this?" He slurred.

  "Nothing but apples and vinegar, why?" (i googled it and found that apple cider has vinegar apparently.) Before he could answer, Peter dropped the cup and collapsed on the floor. Everyone was shocked for a second, before running to his aid.

  Harley was the first, rushing to his best friends side, trying to shake him awake.

   Nothing worked.

"What was in the cider." He said firmly, sending a strong glare towards Tony. "Apples and Vinegar, why?" Steve said. Tony was currently panicking himself, Sam and Bucky trying to calm him down.

"Shit." Clint muttered, though no one heard. He whispered something over the Nat, no one noticed. "He's allergic to vinegar, Stark. i-.." At this point, Harley was panicking. He tried thinking on how to help him. He stood up and ran to the elevator. "You guys bring him to med bay, I'll go get his bag." When he closed the door, everyone just stood silent. Natasha carefully lifter the unconscious boy up from the ground, and rushed him to med bay. They all stood in silence as Bruce put an IV (do they use that? i think they do) into his arm. Pietro broke the silence. "This is my fault, isn't it." They all looked at him,  somewhat surprised he admitted to something. Wanda walked over to her brother. "You couldn't have known," she said, rubbing circles on the back of his hand. A couple of minutes later, a certain blonde teenager burst into the room, a black book-bag in swaying hand.

Without a word, he walked past the nervous adults, and next to Peter. He started scrimmaging into the bag, searching for an item. He pulled out a medium sized tube. Staring at it, he asked, "Does any one know how to use these?" Majority shook their heads, all except Natasha and Clint. Stepping forward, Clint grabbed the Epi-pen, and stabbed it into Peter's knee. (Let's just say thats all you have to do because i've never had to use mine. everything here im guessing). "He should wake up in at least two hours." Seeming satisfied with that answer, everyone left the room. Everyone except Natasha and Clint.

"Who the hell adds vinegar to apple cider." Natasha said in a worried tone. "He always drank it! Why can't he drink it now?!" She practically yelled. Clint took a seat next to the bed. "We'll just have to wait, Nat."

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Hi.

so uh, sorry not sorry but i am slightly sorry?

can vinegar even be considered one of his allergies since he is half spider? like a deadly allergy to him or something, since you know, vinegar can kill a spider instantaneously.

KK PLEASE DONT HANG MY HEAD ON A SPIKE LY-

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