Harsh Climate

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by Spidersoning

by Spidersoning

(Peter's P.O.V)

So, maybe patrolling when there is a blizzard forecasted is not the best idea, but sometimes i mess up. And this was one of those times.

Swinging through the surprisingly calm and very VERY cold city i find a place to rest and listen for danger.

Jumping up onto a roof i take note of the ice that has settled across the rooftop, making it slick and cold. Ignoring it i sit on the edge, not able to stop the shiver that races through my spine. "Karen. How cold is it", i ask as more shivers seem to consume my body. 'It is -5*C Peter. I would suggest you get home' Karen replies. I just shake my head knowing i have to help people.

I jump up when i hear a scream, "K, directions please" I say quickly jumping of the roof. Once the directions pop up from my mask i swing toward it.

An hour passes and i know it's got colder, the wind whips wildly around me, snow starts to fall in light flakes. The ground has turned white, like a huge sheet of paper has been placed over it. With the snow that falls the usually loud city is quite, it's unsettling almost deceiving in a way.

No one is really out, it's 2 in the morning and snowing.

My fingers feel numb and i can barely feel my toes. I know now is the time to go back home. The snow is heavier, thick and heavy, weighing down on me like hail. The icy wind slaps around me freezing my lungs with every breath and making my face feel like little needles constantly hitting me.

Finally i'm home, shivering constantly i stumble into the living room. Everything is cold, so so cold. "Pete" I can hear my dad say as i rip the mask off with trembling and shaking hands. I look up bleary eyed and see his worried expression looming over me. Without even thinking i fall into his open arms, burying my cold nose against his neck, trying to gain some kind of warmth to me.

I can feel him guide me over to the sofa and sitting down, me still buried against his side. "What happend bud. You should've come back before you got to cold"He says, wrapping a blanket around us and carding his hand through my icy hair. "Needed to help" I mumble against his chest. "s'cold" I whisper, still shivering dangerously.

Dad pulls me closer wrapping his arms tighter around me and says "FRI, turn up the heat please". There is no reply but i can feel the hot air hit my cold frame, trying to melt the coldness that has wrapped itself around me.

"You're really cold Petey, do you feel okay" Dad asks me from above me. I don't reply for a minute, trying to think about how i feel as the cold is all i have been thinking about. I swallow and feel a slight twinge in my throat but ignore it and nod against his chest. He doesn't seem convinced as he says "Alright Bambi, go to sleep ok. I'll be here and warm you up". I don't fight it as i let the darkness consume me saying "Love you dad", I hear a distant "Love you too kiddo" before i fall into the icy darkness.

Waking with a harsh jolt, i feel the coldness still seep into my bones. "Dad" I croak out, oh my God my throat hurts, a lot. Somehow i'm now in bed, the last thing i remember is coming back home freezing and falling asleep against my dad.

Dad enters the room and frowns as soon as he sees me, without saying a word he walks over to me and holds his hand against my forehead. He retracts it almost instantly and pulls me into a hug saying "Petey, you've got a fever". I frown at his words not fully comprehending what he said, i shiver more and lean against him. "I think next time the little spider is cold he should come back" dad says, a light chuckle in his voice. I only nod in agreement hating how i feel.

All i know is that if i ever patrol when it's cold or snowing, i'm going to wrap up and remember i have a heater in my suit. (I might of also just remembered, oh well._.)