Sorry for the short chapter
As mr banner fixes my leg he say that I need a full check up. "I need you to take of your shirt, Peter." I wait for a few minutes. "Go on, kid, just take off your shirt so Bruce here can do his job. He isnt gonna hurt you." I hold out a few more killed before I think about what Anthony said. I guess I do need help. I close my eyes and take off my shirt. I hear a few gasps then yell "GET DOWN!" I tackle them as something flies in. Its Loki. "Oh my. What happened to this child? Why does he have cuts on his arm? They look self inflicted that isnt good, is it? Or is it the fashion of the young earthlings these days?" He asks. "Not good at all." Mr stark says, looking very sad and angry. He turns to look at me with a look on his face that says 'we'll talk about this later'. I pull put my phone and text anthony.
Peter:
Anthony
Anthony
Anthony
U there?
Tony:
Yup, watcha need?
Peter:
Wanna play a game?
Tony:
Depends on the game.
What's it called?
Peter:
Secrets and sins
Do you know how to play?
Tony:
Yes and I'm not playing secrets and sins with a 14 year old.
Bye, I gotta get to work.
And btw shouldn't you be at school?
Peter:
Yeah well, I got hit with a bomb
So...Skip day!
Well anyway, i gotta go. Bye🙃
