Rounding Down

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Peter was kidnapped by Hydra to get his powers, adopted by Tony and is forced to train with the rouges. Only anti Steve.
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"How many laps did you do, kid?" Clint asked, wrapping himself with a towel.

"Uh, like 10." Peter lied, shaking the pool water out of his hair.

Steve snorted. "Bet the brat's rounding up."
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"How much did you bench, kid?" Bucky asked, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"Uh, like 300 pounds." Peter lied, taking a sip from his water bottle.

Steve snorted. "Bet the brat's rounding up."
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"How many laps did you do, kid?" Natasha panted, just coming off the track.

"Uh, like 6." Peter lied, tying his running shoes.

Steve snorted. "Bet the brat's rounding up."
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"How many chin-ups can you do, kid." Sam asked, dropping off the bar.

"Uh, like 4." Peter lied, looking out the window as he wiped away his first sweat bead of the day.

Steve snorted. "Bet the brat's rounding up."
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"How many push-ups did you do, kid?" Scott asked, lying face up on the floor.

There was a silence as everyone slowly looked at Peter, face down on the floor. "Kid?" Bucky asked, getting closer.

Steve snorted when Peter didn't move. "Bet the brat's just being dramatic." Still doing push ups, Steve ignored it.

Bucky rushes closer to Peter and checked his pulse. "Oh my god! His pulse is so weak! Friday, get Bruce in here, stat!"

Steve didn't stop his push ups.
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Peter was lying in on a stretcher and they were all rushing to the medbay, minus Steve who laughed off the idea of joining him.

"How much exercise did he do?" Bruce asked, pushing Peter into the elevator.

"He said he swam 10 laps on the pool, benched 300 pounds, ran 6 laps around the track, did 4 chin ups, and an unknown amount of push ups." Nat said.

"Yeah, Okay." Bruce said. Steve strolled into the elevator and pushed the button to go on the Avengers communal floor, which would prevent them from getting to the medbay as soon as they could. "Friday, how much exercise did he do?"

"He swam 100 laps in the pool, benches 300 tons, ran 60 laps around the track, did 45 chin ups, and 94 push ups before he collapsed." Friday wandered. Everyone's jaws dropped. "I would also like to point out that after every lie Peter told them on how much they did, telling them drastically less then he did Captain Rogers said this."

Friday played an audio clip of Steve snort and say "Bet the brat's rounding up."

Bruce whirled to Steve, green swelling in his veins. "Steve I'll have you know, that when I have fully helped Peter heal I will personally drag you to hell and leave you there." The elevator door opened to Steve's floor and Bruce shoved him out the door, quickly pushing the 'door close' button.

"Now, I don't know why he passed out he wasn't even trying that hard." Bruce said, eyes scanning the limp boy.

"Not trying that hard?" Natasha raised an eyebrow. "Benching 300 tons isn't trying hard?"

Bruce shook his head. "Friday, diagnosis?" A small red line of light scanned Peter like he was a QR code before Friday replied.

"He is hibernating. Spiders cannot thermoregulate. It must be too cold for his spider DNA."

"Spider DNA?" Clint asked.

Bucky yelped and starting backing into the corner as quick as he possibly could for a super soldier. "That's why I recognized him." He whispered.

"I'm sorry, what?" Scott asked.

"It's him. It's him. It's him. Its Солдат паука теней." Bucky was muttering to himself, crouching I tot he corner. "He was my boss at Hydra."

"This boy was your boss?" Clint raised an eyebrow.

"Don't disrespect him!" Bucky spat at him venomously. "You have no idea what this boy can do to you."

Nat was sitting next to Bucky, speaking softly to him in Russian. Bucky was clawing his his metal arm with terror.

The elevator opened and Bruce rushed him to a room with s red and blue door, pushing it open and transferring him to the bed there. He turned up the thermostat and placed all but a thousand wool blankets on him.

"Okay." Bruce said, tapping on a tablet. "He should wake up in 3, 2, 1."

As he said 1, Peter's eyes blinked open. He sat up and saw Bucky sitting in a ball in the corner. "Oh, they found out." He said. "That's fun. So, comatose patients can hear what you say from their bodies and I should be fine as long as I stay here. This happened last winter when I was with May. We had to turn the thermostat so high that the cooling company called and asked if we were Alright."

Bucky whimpered at the voice.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Barnes. But you of all people should understand I'm not that person anymore. I'm Spider-Man." He beamed.

The door burst open to show a distressed Tony. "Oh my god! Peter you need to fucking tell us if you are going to hibernate! I nearly shit myself when Bruce texted me IN THE MIDDLE OF A UN MEETING AND WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WOTH BARNES!?"

"Turns out Peter was his boss in the dark days." Brice said, trying to keep the amusement out of his voice yet ultimately failing.

"Oh.....kay." Tony said.

"I'm fine, Dad. But thanks for the image of you shitting yourself in the middle of a UN meeting." Peter said, not looking up from his phone.

"He's just going to miss the next few weeks of school." Bruce said, tapping Peter's head. "Oh, that reminds me, I have to go murder Steve."

Bruce left the room and no one stopped him. "Have fun!" Peter called a few seconds later.

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