Peter Stark Trip To Stark Tower ~ discontinued/deleted

Sick [field trip]

Yea yea. I know I already have a chapter called "Sick" but some of you hated that chapter enough as it is, so I thought I might as well try again.

Next chapter, A Day With Aunt Nat? Yes ? No ?

Okay. Enjoy.

Also. Lemme know if you guys like this style of writing better than just Peters POV

ALSO
Wtf Sony&Disney

Peter is dying.

Or at least he thinks he is.

In reality he just woke up to a very uncomfortable and scratchy sore throat, and a throbbing migraine.

Peter doesn't have very good memories when it comes to having migraines.

He always pukes. Always.

Peter also has school today, and he would fight tooth and nail just to get to school, no matter the circumstances. Once he broke his arm in the hallway of school. He fell off the ceiling. Nobody was in the hallway so he thought it would be okay to jump to the ceiling and test if he could jump up and down upside down.

He also seems to think it's okay to just jump over the school gates when the bell rings. But he's somewhat careful, he looks around before doing it. Nobody has found out his secret, well everyone except MJ, but he doesn't know that.

Well back to the story.

Peter was slowly waking up as someone softly carded their fingers through his soft untamed curls.

He absentmindedly leaned into the touch as he was wakening. "Petey it's time to wake up kid."

Peter could recognize that voice from anywhere. From his heartbeat all the way to his sent-Motor oil, aluminum, and shaving cream.

He had attempted to speak some utter nonsense, but it came out as a groggy and muffled whine. He cleared his throat to try to rid the feeling of the walls closing up around his throat.

Tony gently lifted Peter up and perched him on the edge of the bed. Peter was still trying to clear his throat, with no avail, and Tony was rubbing Peters back and unscrewing a bottle of water.

Tony handed Peter the bottle and peter great fully took it, bringing the bottle to his lips and allowing the cold water to freeze and soothe he scratchiness of his throat.

Peter sighed and nodded. "I'm good I'm good."

"You sure?" Tony asked, a look of worry on his face, the man is quite protective when it comes to peter..some would say overly protective, and others would say extremely over protective.

"Totally," Peter said, managing to smile.

In reality he was not fine. His head throbbed painfully, but he managed to smile nonetheless. You see, if it was any other teen, like flash who suddenly got a scratchy throat and a migraine would definitely use that to his advantage to stay home.

Not peter. Peter hasn't missed a single day of school for 6 days. Yep, that's correct, six whole days. Why did he miss school 6 days ago? Well, he had broken a rib, and Mr. Stark had deemed him unwell to go to school and that he needed to rest. Peter was known to be defiant and stubborn when it came to staying in hospital beds, just like his father, so he argued. A lot. He didn't end up winning however and spent his day sleeping and eating.

Well not today. He is going to school weather his dad wants him to or not.

"Right..get ready and come downstairs," Tony said giving peter a strange look. Tony quickly left the room and peter groggily sat up and walked to his dresser. "What to wear what to wear.." Peter mumbled to himself. "I literally have no clothes to wear," Peter whined, even though his closet was full with over 600 shirts and a variety of pants and shoes.