Peterman sickfics

Karma? Just what I need

A/N soo this is my first time posting anything that I've written, so I hope you like it please don't be to mean, but I'm totally open to constructive criticism :))
Anyways hope you enjoy❤️
~Scarlett

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~peters pov~

I didn't wanna go to school. You see flash has been really mean recently. Like really mean he's been ganging up on me with his friends and he said he would beat me up to day.

I could deal with it, but I just don't feel like it. I could probably beat them up, but that's not what hero's do.

So I desided that I would fake being sick... your probably thinking why am I not just telling my super hero family... well I don't want them to be worried. So I'm faking being sick?

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I set my alarm for 6:30 in the morning, Tony usually wakes me around 7. Meaning I have half an hour to prep.

I dragged my tired body out of bed, feeling unusually heavy. I brushed it off, it's because it's so early in the morning.

I opened my drawer with my make up in. And no I'm not a drag queen I just use it to hide bruises and stuff, and maybe I like to putonmakeupsometimes, anyways.

I made myself look pale, and gave myself a lite blush, to be honest I looked kinda cute. Then I  practiced how hoarse I could make my voice. While having a hot water bottle on my forehead.

Then I turned on some sad gone wrong rescues that made me bawl my eyes out, like a 14 year old girl who got rejected by her crush.

I heard a knock on my door. Ok action. I hid the water bottle under my bed and snuck under the covers feeling unusually warm, just the adrenaline, right?

"Peter it's time to wake up" it's was Tony, his voice clouded with sleep. "Can I come in?"
"Mhm" I tried, not confident in how hoarse I could make my voice.

He stepped in. He was wearing a dark blue robe, and had an iron man coffee mug in his hand. "Rise and shine kid"

"Um, mister stark I don't feel very well" i already started to feel bad for lying.

"Oh, that's not good. Do you think you can go to school?" He asked with his irondad voice as he sat down on my bed.

"I don't think so" *sniff* thank u sad cat videos.
"Yeah, no kidding you look like a train hit you" he says while moving a hand to my forehead. "It feels like you have a fever" thank you hot water bottle. "I'll cal the school you get some rest."

Mission accomplished.

*commercial break brought to you by sad cat videos*

I woke up "how much is the clock?" I ask out in the room expecting Friday to answer
"It's 12, and why aren't you in school?" It was nat, shit what do I do? She's gonna know I'm faking!

"Uum, I'm sick?" I try, not believing in myself. My stuffy nose, hoarse voice and makeup all disappeared during my sleep. Shit shit shit. I really messed up!!

"Ok, then do you mind explaining this to me?" I turn to my right where Tony is standing with a screen. I didn't even notice that he was in the room.

I look closer at the screen. And sure enough it was surveillance footage from this morning. I don't know what to do, so I just hide under my covers.

"I'm really disappointed in you kid, I thought you were better than this." He and nat march out of the room and close my door.

I dig my head into my pillow and start crying. The pillow muffling my pathetic sobs.