Spiderson one-shots

The Dog

idea: Peter gets a service dog due to PTSD and Anxiety after the fight with Vulture and Infinity War, first day back to school after the infinity war and it is time Midtown to meet Raza. Raza means hope in an African language. The dog is a Basenji and Rhodesian Ridgeback mix

Peter POV

As the car slowed to a stop in front of the school I griped Raza's fur as she leaned against my legs. Breath quickened to the point it felt like I had none. Raza, my sweet Basenji and Rhodesian Ridgeback mix, sniffed my hand giving a small lick to signify my oncoming attack. After Vulture and the Infinity War, I had PTSD and anxiety to counteract this Tony got me a therapy dog.

"Hey, kid, you sure you're ready for this?" Happy asked soothingly from the front. Wanting to say no I look at Raza panting at my feet. "Can you wait out here I don't think I can handle a full day," I said biting my lip. Smiling in the mirror Happy says "sure kid, come out when you want to head home."

'Home' that word echoed through my head. My first home and family died, crushed in rubble after the Infinity War. He had a new family now, a dog, a dad, a papa, aunts and uncles. He found a home in the tower and compound.

Nodding I got out of the car Raza right by my side. Entering the school I went to my first class, History, we had this old fashioned teacher who was rude and attacked everyone verbally. I knew this was my class I was least likely to get through unscathed.

"Mr Parker you know the rules no dogs or animals in school." was the first thing I heard walking into the room. "She is my therapy dog, Mr Blackwell, I have PTSD and Anxiety."

Mr Blackwell glared, gripping Raza's fur I sat down next to MJ. Raza sat between us, MJ smiled and held her hand out for Raza to sniff before going back to work. MJ knew what to do in this situation as one of her many organizations she worked with and fought for was one for training service and therapy dogs. Smiling at her in thanks MJ nodded with a smirk on her face.

~Time skip to the middle of class~

When Mr Blackwell got too close during his talk about Imperialism Raza started growling. I started having claustrophobia and social anxiety to the point of people I don't trust being to close freaking me out. Raza, knowing this, tried to move Mr Blackwell back with a growl. This only angered him, "MR PARKER GET THIS STUPID MUTT OUT OF MY CLASS!!! I WANT THIS THING AND YOU OUT OF HERE! I WILL NOT TOLERATE THIS DISRESPECT FROM YOU MR PARKER! STOP ACTING LIKE SOME SPOILT BRAT AND GET OUT!" He was wildly pointing to the door through this. I could feel throat closing breath coming out short. Was it me or are the walls closing in? quickly tapping the S.O.S. button on my watch. MJ pushed Mr Blackwell back to give me space. curling close together gripping my knees. Black framed the edges of my vision. I couldn't hear anything, yet I heard everything. Nothing was processing everything went in and out of focus.

~time skip~

Next thing I knew I was in the Nurse's office. Apparently, after my S.O.S. went out Happy who was in the parking lot sprinted in. He had taken me to the Nurse's office. I could see Tony clinging to Steve's hand waiting for me to wake. I felt Raza curled up on my feet. Then, I heard the shouting Happy, Aunt Nat, Uncle Bucky and MJ yelling at Mr Blackwell for verbally attacking me.

And, if after that day I would always be by MJ's side at school or started calling Happy Uncle Happy no one commented.

A/N: I said therapy dog at times but the correct term is service dog and I am sorry if the incorrect use of terms upsets you.