Hero Switch

Seal My Lips

Chapter 2

Peter opened the messages from his contact and before he could answer the texts FRIDAY cut his thoughts short.

"You have an incoming call from Peter Parker, shall I direct the call to Pepper?"

"No-"

"Yes!" Pepper interrupted from the hall.

"Directing call.." FRIDAY confirmed Peter's worst nightmare. Pepper wasn't able to see Peter make distressed hand motions.

Pepper picked up her phone and she flipped her hair over her shoulder. She leaned on the doorway and looked to Peter sitting on the bed.

"Hey Peter", Pepper answered the phone.

Tony on the other end nearly had a heart attack. "Hey.. Ms. Potts. Is Tony there?"

Pepper eyed Peter who was nervously pinching the bed sheets. "Tony's not available, he's not feeling good. Aren't you supposed to be at school?"

"I'm actually sick at home from school. I think I know what caused us to be sick and I wanted to talk to Tony about it."

Pepper hummed in thought, "So you're calling him Tony now?"

Tony almost choked on his saliva. ".. Uh.. That's what he wants me to call him."

Pepper squinted at the air and looked to Peter. She nodded to Peter and pressed a button on her phone and the Stark phone in his hand began to buzz. "Something's up with you two.. Tony, you can tell me anything, we're getting married for God's sake. I have to go now. Love you." She frowned as she walked away.

Peter sighed and threw his head back dramatically. He answered the phone and brought it to his ear. "Hello?"

"Kid, if you messed up my marriage we're going to have some issues." Tony still was on the call through the Spiderman mask.

Peter blinked in confusion and whispered into the phone. "You're not even married yet... You didn't warn me that your Arc Reactor was painful."

"Ah yes so sorry 'Doctor Parker' but I don't need to give you a play by play of how I'm feeling. How was I supposed to predict this was going to happen? I've lived with the Arc Reactor for years and I've gotten used to the pain. How are you feeling?"

"Beside the Arc Reactor... headache, dizzy, and feel like throwing up. You?"

"Same thing but I'm not used to your heightened senses so I can barely function right now."

Peter rubbed the area around the Arc Reactor edge, "There are sound proof headphones and sunglasses under the bed. I'm going to send Happy to pick you up and bring you here."

Tony laid back and covered his eyes, over the Spiderman mask, with his arm. "Your Aunt won't let me leave the house."

"Aunt May leaves for work at 8, you can sneak out."

"You talk from experience?"

"I'm proud and ashamed of it. I snuck out with good reason."

"Good reason being Spiderman?"

"Yeah..."

"You were the Friendly Neighborhood Spiderman.. while sick? You don't have to put yourself through that every day. There are police for a reason."

"Police don't always do the job. Besides the guilt gets to me if I don't go out. With great power comes great responsibility."

"Alright alright... I'm assuming that Tylenol or Advil doesn't work with your metabolism?"

Peter laughed sadly, "Sorry... sleep works a majority of the time."

Tony gave a long sigh and turned to lay on his side. "Ok... I'm going to try to sleep till 8. Make sure Happy knows when to come get me." He tugged on the trim of the Spiderman mask. "Try to avoid giving away that this happened. You know how the Avengers are.. I will never hear the end of this. Plus, I hate to mention that if S.H.I.E.L.D. finds out about this, we become a science experiment. They would want to use us or the body switching for their own benefits. So keep my lips sealed. Ok?"

Peter kept his voice low, "Sure thing, Mr. Stark."

"Bye, Pete. See you in a bit. And please be careful." Tony sounded sincere but his voice was Peter's making the moment extremely weird.

"Wait.. what if I don't know what to say? They'll figure out that I'm not you." Peter panicked slightly.

"You don't have to interact with anyone if you stay in the bedroom. I can message you a few things that I would say or just tell them that you're too sick to think." Tony said while trying to control the rolling sickness in his stomach.

Peter sighed and fiddled with the phone in his hand. "Ok.. Thanks... This is so weird. What are we going to do?"

Tony hugged his stomach in pain and spoke with a stranded voice, "We'll figure that out later. Gotta go. End Call."

Tony pulled the Spiderman mask off quickly and stumbled off the bed to the nearest trash bin. Luckily Aunt May didn't hear him throwing up because Tony had just left the Spiderman suit out in the open.

After relieving himself, Tony was too exhausted to get up into bed and passed out on the ground next to the bin.

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Soon after the phone call ended, Peter raced to the bathroom and threw up. He sat on the bathroom floor resting his head on the cabinets next to the toilet.

"FRIDAY? Did Pepper leave?" Peter asked with the little energy he had.

"Pepper Potts left approximately 24 minutes ago. Shall I call her for you?" Friday responded and Peter gripped the counter tightly as he pulled himself up.

"You know that's not what I want.." Peter shakily stood. "Can you call Happy?"

Peter heard it ring once till Happy picked up, "Hello?"

Peter took a deep breath and thought about what Tony would say. "Hey Happy, I need you to pick up the kid."

"Is he at school?" Happy asked. Peter stood at his full height and almost jumped out of his skin. He saw his reflection in the mirror and Tony Stark was looking back.

Peter shook his head and got back on track. "He's sick at home and it's important to make sure his Aunt doesn't know that he's leaving. His Aunt leaves at 8."

"What's going on? Are you feeling okay? You sound.. different." Happy said through the phone.

Peter combed his hair with his fingers. "I'm fine... Peter and I were exposed to something last night. It doesn't have any great effects, so bring him quickly."

Peter could hear a car start on the other end of the call. "Alright boss, I'll make it happen."

The call ended and Peter collapsed against the sink counter. He nearly threw up again and he accidentally slipped into sleep trying to hold back the sickness.