Peterman sickfics

Miint

I know it's been a dacade since I last wrote, I'm sooorrry. But thank you so much for the people who voted, commented and read my shitty fictions, it makes me really happy that people actually somewhat enjoy my stories, it makes me genuinely happy and inspires me to keep writing, thank you so much.

(Btw I feel bad for making Sam kind of like a bad guy in the first one, so i'ma make him kind in this one promis)

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It was today that Clint had the terrible idea to prank the Peter-man. He had recently read online that spiders can't stand mint. And Peter being bitten by a radioactive spider, he figured it would have an affect on the kid. What did happen was not what he had in mind...

uuuUUuuuUUuu the fore shadowing

-- In the kitchen --

Clint was brewing the mint smoothie for Peter. Grinning evily as he did. When a worried Sam walked in

"Hey Clint.... What are you doing?" Clint looked up with his evil grin. Which made Sam more worried.

"Come closer and I'll tell you my secret~" Sam raised an eyebrow, but stepped closer. This wasn't completely unusual behaviour for Clint he was known for his pranks around the tower.

When Sam was in whisper distance, Clint leaned in "Did you know spiders don't like mint" He waited for Sam to respond.

"Hold up, you're not planing on giving this to Peter are you?" Sam raced his voice. Furrowing his brows. Clint *shhhed* him, but nodded.

"You don't even know what it does to him, I'm telling you it's a bad idea!" Sam whisper yelled.

"But, you aren't gonna snitch are ya'?" Clint said smugly "because I have a friend called glitter, and they would love your room"

Glitter. The evil powder. You can touch glitter with one finger, and find it on your face a week later. No one likes glitter.... ok maybe a 8 year old girl.. or boy, but Sam definitely did not.

"You wouldn't dare" Sam pointed his index finger towards Clint. Clit only wiggled his brows in response just in time for Peter to walk in, in his pjs.

He was scratching his stomach under his, I survived my trip to NYC  shirt paired with his hello kitty pants. It was a day off for him, no school, no worries. So he had slept in for once. Something the frantic teenager rarely did. But it was gonna be summer soon and he had nothing to do.

Well, for your average person it wouldn't be called sleeping in. Considering it was 7:47 in the morning, but for Peter's standards this was sleeping in.

Peter failed to read the atmosphere, and walked passed the two in the kitchen, reaching for his favorite cereal. Pored it into a bowl and sat down.

He then noticed the two staring at him
"What's the tea Kristine" he asked in a groggy morning voice.

"I just made this smoothie, with high calories, for your metabolism" Clint pored some into a big glass, and handed it to Peter "here try some"

Sam gave Clint a look, and then looked toward Peter "Kid, I don't think—" Clint cut him off by smacking his shoulder.

"You're right. Clint, try it first" Peter felt smart about his decision, little did he know it would have no effect on Clint.

To which Clint only smiled, he took a sip of the drink, making sure to moan in pleasure, before handing it back to Peter.

Peter smiled, thinking Clint did something nice for him for a change, and first took a little sip Clint waited in anticipation.

"Wow, that's really good" Peter said, oblivion to his spider sense in the back of his head, but he figured it was just the other, who were now piling into the kitchen.