Throwing Caution to the Wind

Chapter 32

Peter walked into the lab for his usual Wednesday lab session when he felt his Spidey sense go off.

He instinctively stuck his hand out and caught the wrench that had been thrown at his head.

He looked to where Mr Stark stood suprised to see a tripod with a camera set up.

"What are you doing Mr Stark," Peter asked wrinkling his brow.

"We never actually testes you're powers and I kinda wanted to do that today if that's ok with you," Mr Stark asked, "you can say no to anything you don't feel comfortable with, but anything we can test, I would like to."

Peter thought about it for a second. While it would be cool knowing his limits, he didn't want anyone to be able to hack in and steal his file.

"I really want to, but what if someone gets their hands on the results," Peter said voicing his concerns.

"Kid, we're currently in Stark Tower. But I get your concern. Don't worry I'll make sure this is more secure than Nick Fury's appartment," he said easily waiving him off.

Peter trusted him. He really did. So he enthusiastically agreed.

The tests started off simple enough. Bench-press using Captain America's equipment, climb onto different wall types and textures and describing the way each one feels. Putting him a a super soundproof room and slowly lessening how soundproof it is until he heard something. Even standing on a mat in the middle of the gym with his mask pulled over his head limiting his senses to test his Spidey sense.

Peter could tell that the results would be good based off the incredulous faces that Mr Stark made whenever they got a final result.

Peter wanted the results to show his very best so he pushed himself to the max.

Then came the more complicated tests. Now that they knew how well, they were trying to figure out the why.

They took recordings of his faces before his Spidey sense activated. Then they put neuro-sensors to see what was going on when his Spidey sense went off. They took body scans to see how much body fat he had. They checked his muscles. He sat under the x-ray machine to have a look at his skeleton. They took blood samples to see exactly how the bite changed him.

"I'm beat," Peter announced flopping onto the couch.

"I bet," Mr Stark said from the kitchen. He was currently getting forks for their take out.

"So, what are my results," Peter asked.

"Well, as a base, you're stronger than capsicle. You can lift about 4 school buses of weight. And you're Spidey sense will tell you of any immediate acute dangers. As well as out you on high alert for anything that had the potential to be dangerous. You're body fat is actually on the high side but that's probably because your body is constantly storing extra nutrients in you're fat deposits for your healing," Mr Stark said.

Peter felt proud of himself. Even though he really he nothing to do with it.

When the movie finished it was about 8:30. Perfect time for Peter to get dropped off.

"I'll take you today," Mr Stark said grabbing his keys.

"Are you sure Mr Stark, I could just swing home," Peter said uncertainly.

"Kid, I'm sure, grab you're things," Mr Stark said reassuringly.

The ride over was filled with chatter about the different aspects of the web-shooters. After last weekend they had decided to focus on them more because they had been neglecting them for a while. The suit was on a totally different level to the web-shooters.