On The Other Side

Hello Strange-r

Peter woke up with a full night's sleep after a very long time. He felt great like He could finally start to function again like a normal human being and not a sad sack of potatoes.

Peter entered the kitchen in search of food that he and tony had bought to the tower yesterday and was sorting some cans When he heard footsteps coming his way and turned around to see tony. He had a bed head and looked just about ready to go back to sleep.

'Good morning Mr. Stark!'

'Well someone's a morning person, can't be me'

He laughed a little and said 'well a good night's sleep will make anybody a morning Person'

Tony just smiled and peeked at the little food stash next to him.

'wonna have some pancakes pete?'

'sure, here I'll take out the pan you prepare the batter'

After that they just fell into a silent rhythm, Tony was making the pancakes peter took out the jam and maple syrum and was just filling two glasses with orange juice when Tony told him to sit down and he'll serve him his pancakes. It was so domestic and the situation made him smile, it was so much like the old times.

'oh tony I don-' 'don't like too much butter, I know' tony continued for him. Right tony has a Peter too, he didn't like butter either huh.

'eat up' Tony said as he set his plate down in front of him and left to make more, Peter told Friday to turn on the TV and switched it to a news channel. It was the usual morning news, updates about some celebs life and their soon to be baby. Tony Joined him on the table and was having his breakfast too.

'Tony who is that guy you are after, what did he do?'

Tony looked up like he was thinking about it and then said 'well he ran away isn't that enough of a reason, it's dangerous to hop universes like that'
'isn't he a bad guy?'
'I suppose he is'
Huh.
'Tony how close are you to catching him?'
'Very close just a day or two'

Peter felt a familiar ache in his heart, once the guy was caught Tony would leave and there's nothing he could do to stop him. He probably had a look on his face because tony suddenly asked, 'Hey why the sad face?'

'Well you'll leave then and just you know I'll miss you I guess'

Tony just stared at him, a thoughtful look on his face, he was assessing peter as if trying to find answer to some question and when he didn't get it, he looked down at his lap and then straight at peter and asked 'Do you want to come with me?'

'what?'

Tony took a deep breath and elaborated. 'you can join me, come with me to my universe, You will have a tony and I will have you'

'Tony what are you even talking about you already have your peter?' He was starting to laugh a little, what kind of joke was this? But then he watched as tony's eyes started to widen and he had the look of a desperate crazy man. He leaned into peter a little bit and whispered.

'That's the problem, I don't have my Peter!' Tony was fuming leaning in closure, suddenly his brown eyes didn't look brown anymore, they were black, pure black. Peter was starting to have a splitting headache and for some reason it felt like something was trying to come onto the surface of his skin but was being pushed down. It took him this long to even register what tony had just said.

'Tony did you two have a fight? I don't understand I-'
'He's dead God damnit!'

And just like that all the strength seemed to have left Tony's body He looked tired and was holding his head while breathing hard. In that moment all Peter saw was a broken man, he was hurt and mourning just like Peter. His Peter was gone and now he was feeling attached after meeting him.

He leaned closer to tony and put his hand on his shoulder to try and give him comfort, the News in the background kept them company and a single tear threatened to fall off of Tony's eyes.

'Tony it's ok you can cry but you should also know I can't come with you.'

Tony met his eyes and he looked Angry this time, again he could feel the headache coming back for some reason.

'Why? Why can't you come with me? That way we will both have each other back it's a win-win'
Peter scoffed at the absurd suggestion and then shook his head, 'Tony you are grieving right now, I get it but I am not your Peter'
Just as soon as the words left his mouth Tony stood up from his chair and looked down at Peter and whispered 'What are you talking about Pete? You are sitting here right in front of me.'

'okay you are unstable right now, I'm going back home call me when you calm down' Peter said as he was getting up from his chair to leave only for Tony to stop him with an iron grip and forcing him to sit back down, Peter felt Panic rise up this shouldn't be possible, he is spiderman and tony has no super strength yet here they are. how was he doing that?

'Finish your breakfast Pete, you are not going anywhere'

'What is wrong with you? Tony you need help, professional help!' he shouted and tried to shake off Tony's hand off of his arm that was holding him captive.

Suddenly a thought came to his mind and his blood ran cold and when he tried to shake it off, he just couldn't. So he tried to control his breathing but still he could feel an upcoming panic attack.

'Tony There's no runaway criminal here from your universe is there?' he whispered softly and tony mimicked him and said,
'There is a runaway but not a criminal'
'and who-who is the runaway? You never gave me a name'
Tony just shrugged and said 'I think it's pretty obvious now, it's you'

He didn't even notice when he was on the ground, Huffing for some air that just wouldn't enter his body. Foreign yet familiar hands were on his shoulders trying to get him to breathe but he had just forgotten how to, the room was spinning, and his body was shaking and out of control, everything was hurting, and it was getting Dark.

Just at the verge of unconsciousness Peter only had one thought in his mind.... that he had been betrayed.
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There was some commotion around him things breaking and people shouting, that's what Peter came back to. He slowly opened his eyes expecting it to be morning just like When he had gone unconscious, but the sun was almost starting to set, that's when another realization came to him, The Entire penthouse was in shambles broken glass everywhere and the Glass Panels were broken.
He got up trying to look around and assess the situation when Friday chimed in 'Peter boss has given you strict instructions to stay down and stay put on the sofa'

Right. Tony, not his Tony he reminded himself had betrayed him, he was a liar and Peter had to get away and call for back-up because whatever this was, was way out of his league, so ignoring Friday he got close to a broken window and checked for his web shooters, they were still here now all he could hope was that no one would accidently see his face but right now leaving this place was priority.

So Peter jumped out of the window and could faintly here Friday just as he left. He landed on his feet on the concrete floor below. Looking around he realized that the area was abandoned as nobody was in sight, probably due to the commotion at the tower. He was even more confused now, what had happened that caised so amny people to leave?

Peter stumbled around trying to find someone or see if somebody needed help when he saw a red cape flying towards him, what? He blinked trying to see if he was dreaming and when he realized he wasn't he tried to jump on the side out of its way but the cape changed its direction too and wrapped itself around him and flew away with him still inside. Is this how burritos felt?

He was feeling dizzy and was about to throw up when the cape came to a stop and dropped him inside of a huge house with big stairs and red carpets, That's when Peter realized he was at the Sanctorum. He had been here before just once to be exact, but one does not forget a place like this.

'Peter What have you done!?' Peter turned around to see a fuming Dr. Strange but all he could say was a silly 'Hi?'