Peter Parker-(soon to be stark)'s adventures with family

Chapter 7: Mr. Stark? What's going on?

Peter's pov

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I wake up slowly. All I can see is bright, and I moan in pain.

Attempting to turn on my side, I feel a tug from my arm. Looking down, there is an iv in my arm. I'm confused for a second, before I remember what happened yesterday. Or maybe the day before that. Now that I think about it, I have no idea how long I have been out for. There's no clock in the area, either.

Peering around the small room, I take in my surroundings. I'm lying in my bed, a small table beside me with a few cookies on a plate and a glass of water.

Sitting up, I reach over for the glass and pick it up, thinking of where I could be. May mentioned something about Stark before I collapsed, but why would he bother with taking care of someone like me? I look around for my glasses, before I realize that I can fluffin' see.

Quickly, I reach up to my face. No glasses.

What?

I see a mirror against the wall, and stand up. Something is different.

I trip on my own feet, stumbling over. I feel taller, but that's not possible. I'm not wearing a shirt, showing off all of my abs-

Wait. hold up. Abs? Puny Park doesn't have abs.

At this point, I'm on the verge of a panic attack. This seems like my body, but not. I have muscles, can see without glasses, and am taller. Just what happened after that spider bite?

The spider bite. That's it! Something the spider did is causing me to be like this. It should hopefully go away eventually, and I can go back to normal!

I feel a tiny sensation in the back of my neck. It seems to be warning me of something, but what?

That's when I realize how much I can hear. The pitter-patter of headset, the woosh of feet gliding around on polished tile floors.

With the noise of everything surrounding me, I slam my hands to my ears and curl into a ball on the floor.

What's going on, what am I, how is this possible? The sensation in my neck picks up, making me screech in pain, and the door opens.

"Ki..d? Oh... g..d, ki....d, bre...h....."

Through everything around me, I hear a familiar voice. "Mr. Stark?"

I slightly uncurl, trying to focus on his voice and not everything else.

"Yeah, it's me Pete. Can you breathe with me?"

Focusing on my breath, I take a deep breath in and exhale. I;m feeling calmer.

Mr. Stark is hovering above me looking worried. "Peter, can you stand up? You gave me quite a scare...?

I immediately grab the offered hand, using it to pull myself up.

He starts to talk again "you aun-"

I'm trying to tug my hand away. It's stuck. I can't let go.

I meet his eyes, giving it another tug.

Mr. Stark takes a deep breath, but I can see he is panicking slightly. "Peter, I need you to breathe. Maybe this is a side effect of that bite?" he's clearly trying to find an explanation for this. His brain has always been the logical sort, needing an answer for everything.

I stare at my hand, willing it to unstick from my mentor's. Slowly, I can feel it pulling away.

After our hands are separated, we sit on the bed.

Taking a deep breath, Mr. Stark begins to talk. "So, your hot aunt called. She said you were sick, and weird things were happening. I figured the 'weird things' were more like throwing up strange colors, not suddenly gaining abs. I offered to bring you here, of course. Can't have my favorite kid feeling like crap, of course. Then, while I was sitting outside, Bruce came out. He looks nervous, so I ask him what's going on. Then he tells me you have freaking muscles. And no offence, you were a noodle before."

He stops, looking over at me. I'm staring at him in slight confusion. They don't know what's going on with me?

"Sooooo," I ask, "how do I get back to normal?"

He shakes his head. "I don't know. We are going to run some tests, maybe get a blood sample. We'll figure out what happened though, kiddo. Don't worry. I'll leave you alone for now, get some rest. May has already called you in sick for the next week." he rises from his seat next to me to leave, and heads for the door.

Turning around before he exits, with his hand on the doorknob, he says "keep and eye out for more strange things, we don't know the whole effect of the bite yet."

I just sit there, in my sweatpants, stunned. Something has changed within me, I can feel it. The question is what.

Another chapter! I feel like crap, and it's my least favorite class, so here ya go. You're welcome.

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