Avengers Oneshots

Peppermint

Peter walked into the kitchen, only to be met with a indescribable smell. Something that smelt utterly disgusting to him. He saw Bucky in the kitchen drinking something. He walked up to him, smelling the air as to try to pinpoint exactly where the smell was coming from. Bucky kept giving him weird looks but he just ignored them.

He smelt around, only to stop at the source of the smell; Bucky's drink.

"Uhh... Peter, are you — are you... okay?" Bucky asked nervously.
"Yeah it's just... there's this really weird smell in here and I think that it's coming from your cup I mean I have no idea but I think that there might be something in there that my senses have picked up on more like they are more aware of it and..." Peter began to ramble on.

"Woah, woah, woah. Okay, calm down," Bucky decided that it was best to interrupt then so that he didn't get caught up in a 5 hour rant about utter nothingness again. "This is just peppermint tea, helps calm me down. Do you want some?"

Peter looked sceptical but agreed anyway. Bucky gave him the cup that he had for Peter to try, seeing as he had already had 7 cups full of the stuff anyway. Seriously, he thought, I have no idea what they put in here but it is almost as addictive as chocolate. Almost.

Peter hesitantly grabbed the cup from Bucky's hands for him to have a sip. As soon as he did that, though, he spat it out and through the cup against the wall. Seriously!?! That was my favourite cup.

"What the heck was that for, Pete!?!"
"Are you sure that that was peppermint? That was disgusting! Nothing like the last time I had peppermint."

"Wait. When was that, Pete?" Tony asked, deciding that that exact moment was the best time to join the conversation.
"Umm... a little bit before the bite, I think? Why?"
"Before the spider bite?"
"Uh... yeah? Why?"
"I think that's your problem. Fri, tell Bruce to get the Medbay ready just in case."

"Wait, just in case of what?" Bucky was starting to get worried now.
"Spiders are allergic to peppermint. Peter has spider DNA in him. He might be having an allergic reaction. Friday, does Bruce have the Medbay ready yet?" Tony replied to him.
"So, what you are saying is that you are just being an overprotective father right about now?"
"No, I just care about the kid."

Peter decided that he had had enough of this. He was 15, he could decide when he was injured or sick... even if he hadn't been doing a good job at doing that lately.
"Dad, I'm fine. Really."

Tony turned around to face him, surprise written across his face. "What did you say, Bambi," he asked Peter, wishing upon wishing that what he had heard was right.
"He called you dad, Tony. Geez, are ya deaf or something," Clint said, materialising from the vents.

They started to fight (almost) as brutally as Civil War and Peter had had enough. He didn't want his family to fight with each other (again) so he did the only reasonable thing that he could think of.

He drank more of Bucky's tea while walking straight towards the fight.

"Look, I know that this is disgusting and all because of the spider DNA, yada yada. But, you know what? I really don't care at this point. If it kills me, let it. At this point, I really don't care." He stated, walking down the hallway towards his room.

"Wait, what? Peter, no! Don't make me have this discussion again! Peter, get back here."

"What just happened, man?" Clint asked Bucky, more confused then ever before.
"I have no idea."