Spiderboy Oneshots

Aviophobia

 Peter Parker had only ever been on a plane once. It had been when he'd gone to Germany a year ago. It was then that Peter had realized that he had a fear of planes. He'd made it through most of the plane ride okay, sleeping or coping through bothering Happy, but he had promised himself he would never go on a plane again if he didn't have to. And now, much to his luck, Tony Stark wanted to take him to Wakanda. On a plane.

It was Monday after school when Tony first proposed the idea. Peter had just arrived at the tower and had begun doing his homework.

"What would you think about going to Wakanda over your spring break in two weeks?" The man asked the distracted boy. Peter shot up from his homework, frantic thoughts flying through his head. If he was going to Wakanda, that would mean a plane ride and Peter had no idea what he would do.

"Um, I don't know, maybe." Peter stuttered out.

Tony smiled at the awkward teen, "Okay, you think about it. Just tell me your answer soon, I need to make plans with T'Challa if we are."

"O-okay." Peter stuttered yet again. He returned to his homework, trying to push his fears out of his head.

It didn't work. All he could think about was the plane, the flying death trap. The giant metal body that could fall out of the sky at any moment. He closed his eyes, his head was beginning to hurt. He slid his chair back before getting up and leaving a slightly confused Tony Stark in the lab. He couldn't focus on his work, so he figured he might as well throw his conscious into something else. Training. He figured he could punch out all his bad feelings into a punching bag.

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Peter still hadn't come up with a good enough excuse to get out of the trip. That, of course, is how he ended up boarding a plane two weeks later.

He'd said goodbye to MJ and Ned, promising to text them pictures of everything he could. He'd told his Aunt May that he'd call her every night. Everything was ready and he should've felt fine. But he was boarding a plane. Nothing was fine. It didn't help that a few of the other Avengers were coming on the trip. Sam and Steve to be exact. Steve wanted to see Bucky and Sam figured a trip to Wakanda would be fun. Peter was the last to board the plane, his usual energetic demeanor had disappeared when they arrived on the tarmac. Steve had been the only one to notice this, Tony was too busy in conversation with Pepper and Sam didn't care.

The plane had a few rows of seats, enough for Peter to hide in the back and hope the others assumed he just wanted some time to himself. He dropped his backpack onto the aisle seat and slumped into the window seat. He pulled his phone from the bag as well as his earbuds. It only took a matter of seconds for Peter to lose himself in the lyrics of his music. He stared out the window wondering if this time would be different. Maybe he would feel a little better. Maybe his fear was only because he'd never been on a plane before. He began to spiral. Thinking about it only made him feel worse. He was so caught up in his head, he didn't notice Sam sit down in the row in front of him.

Sam had had it out for the boy ever since he'd found out that Peter was the one who webbed him in Germany. He'd made it his personal mission to make fun of the kid and Peter hated it. Sam had noticed the kid take a seat in the back and decided sitting right in front of him would be the best way to torment the teen. He saw the boy already had his earbuds blasting whatever he liked to listen to.

"Kids these days, always on their phones." Sam joked. Peter didn't even look up at the man. Sam sighed. The kid probably just couldn't hear him. He turned around and sat down. They were about to take off anyway.