The Night Mare

V

When Peter and Loki got into the living room, the scene was already changed from late at night to fairly early in the morning. Memory Peter looked about the same age as present Peter, which meant they were getting into the memories he hated the most; all unfortunately are back to back. Thankfully, there was one thing that still stood out and separated this memory from the rest. Memory Peter was still wearing glasses.

"Do you have an idea of what this memory could be? Loki asks, Peter nodding. Once again, this memory wasn't the worst of the bunch, but it still was up there as being one of the scariest. Maybe scary is an understatement considering he almost died.

Even scary would be an understatement. The whole ordeal was terrifying, traumatic, and painful, although Peter couldn't remember much of it. But, apparently it didn't matter if Peter could remember more than bits and pieces, because it still happened and it was still there in his subconscious, and it still was going to be used to traumatize him.

"Yeah, I think it's when I got my powers." Peter tells the god, the answer seemingly correct considering memory Peter snapped to life, tripping over his feet as he hurriedly attempts to put his shoe on.

"Peter, slow down!" May chides from in the kitchen, the boy on the floor only shaking his head as he quickly tied his shoes.

"May, I don't have time to slow down! Ned and I were hoping to get to school early so we can discuss our itinerary for what we want to see when we get free-time to ourselves. We wanted to do that before we got on the bus and Ned's already at the school waiting for me!" Peter rambles, scrambling to the kitchen where he started shoving a bunch of books and papers into his bag; shoving a piece of toast in his mouth while he was at it.

"Well, you can't get to the school early if you kill yourself from running around and tripping over your own feet." May continues to scold, holding out a sacked lunch and a signed permission slip for him to take.

"Wait, so how exactly did you get your powers, child? I wasn't even aware you had any or that this would even be considered a bad thing." Loki interrupts, Peter awkwardly scratching his neck.

"It's really hard to explain, you'll just have to see it to believe it." Peter says, Loki nodding as they both turned their attention back onto the memory.

"Thanks, May. I'll see you later tonight!" Peter says, quickly skipping to the front door, only to be stopped just as fast.

"Ah, ah, ah, get back here, young man!" May shouts, effectively getting her nephew to walk back into the kitchen. One he was reluctantly standing in front of his mother-figure, she held out a small blue inhaler, making the teen groan.

"May." Peter whines, drawing out the 'A' way longer than needed.

"No, no complaining. You were sick last week and your asthma has been acting up. The last thing we need is for either me or Ben to be called out of work because you were being 'Mister stubborn' and refused to carry your inhaler just in case." May scolds, gently grabbing Peter by his shoulders and turning him around so she could open up the front pouch on Peter's backpack and put the inhaler in there.

"Can I go now, worry wart?" Peter asks, laughing when he got a playful smack from his Aunt.

"Yes, now go have fun on your nerd field trip." May says, kissing Peter on the cheek before actually letting him leave the apartment.

Present Peter and Loki both followed the teen as he practically jumped down the stairs, the scene changing instantly as they left the apartment building.

Now, they were in a completely different building, walking along with a giant group of children. Once Peter realized what building they were now in, he couldn't hold back the full body shiver that came over him. Loki looked down at him, giving a questioning look.