The Life of Peter Parker

The one with the Steamblower

'Not again' Peter thought as he woke up, drenched in sweat. The nightmares plagued him after everything that happened to him. Today was the anniversary of Ben's death, Aunt May died 1 month ago, last week him and his two best friends had a big argument and they're not talking right now and to top it off he got a huge scratch on his abdomen from patrol last night.

To say that Peter was emotionally damaged would be correct.

After Tony Stark adopted Peter, he could finally breathe again. May's death had a huge impact on his life and he worried that he might have had to sleep on the streets but Tony saved the day. The Tower was a safe place for Peter but lately he keeps getting those nightmares where he wakes up not being able to breath. He usually croaks out a barely inaudible 'FRIDAY' and not a second later Tony would come in to help him through his pain.

Today that happened again. The image of Ned and MJ being strangled was burned in his head. He felt the warmth of his new dad but he couldn't focus on a word Tony said. His lungs hurt but Peter only thought about his two best friends. He was going to make things right again but as of right now he needed to blow of some steam. That's what he told his dad.

********two hours later*******

"Come on Pete you gotta atleast eat something"
"Leave me alone dad"
"You've been here for two hours. It's six a.m. and you haven't had your breakfast yet"
"I said leave me alone!"
"Fine young man. But don't come running in an hour. It's now or at 2 p.m. you decide"

******* at school *******

"MJ, have you seen Peter?"
"Why would I care?"
"Because he's still our friend... and you like him"
*scoff* "I DO NOT"
"Oh come on, I can see the way you look at him"
"Fine he still hurt me though and he doesn't even feel the same way"
"He-"

"STUDENTS PLEASE GATHER OUTSIDE SO WE CAN LEAVE FOR OUR FIELD TRIP AT STARK INDUSTRIES"

*********at the tower*********

Peter was so hurt and angry at the same time. Hurt because of his Uncle Ben and Aunt May. Angry because of that stupid, stupid argument with his two best friends. So he did the only thing he knew would help. Hit the punching bag. He's been going at it for about 4 hours now. He had so much energy that he just wanted to punch off.

After another two hours his spidey-sense sensed something weird. It wasn't quite danger, more like something he just felt. Peter didn't care because he wanted to focus on his task: Punch the remaining 21 punching bags to an end. Note on the side, he already destroyed 49 of those previously.

He punched and punched and punched. Peter was feeling so hot, he just ripped of his hirt, like literally RIPPED it off. His weird sense just increased a bit, but he thought it was just acting up. He punched and punched until there where 4 punching bags left. All of a sudden he broke down. He couldn't take it anymore. He cried while merely punching the bag. He wanted to cry out for his dad, little did he know that he had company...

The class was shown around the tower by tony stark himself. The excitement level was at around 110%. Tony was just about to show them the steam blower when he got a notification from FRIDAY. Apparently Peter's heart rate was increasing drastically which meant panic attack. He sprinted up to the room with the class hot on his heels, wondering just who the fuck this Peter was. It couldn't be their nerdy Peter right?

Tony watched as his son killed several punching bags. And the class watched as their nerdy Peter suddenly stood there with muscles. MJ was disgusted by the girls' faces but she was even more worried for her best friend/crush.

They watched alltogether as he broke down in tears. Tony accompanied by Ned and MJ sprinted into the room. Peter felt their presence but he just stood there facing the punching bag, mumbling some words.

"God they must hate me"
"I'm so weak"
"Why my family"

That was what he was saying. Tony hugged him, Ned hugged him and finally MJ kissed his cheek. That was brought him back. "Guys? What are you doing here", Peter asked. MJ, still hugging him, pointed to the glass front. Peter paled but he didn't even care that much anymore. What was important was his dad and his two best friends.

Pete appologied and got cuddled some more. Everything was fine. The next day Tony and Peter spent the day at the beach, relaxing, eating some ice cream. "Thank you, dad" Was the last thing he said when he fell asleep in Tony's arms.

~825 words