Peter Parker one-shots.

Phone call

Alternative title: The Discovery

(This is bad)

Peter was in science class, the best class of the day. It was an easy class with not many rules, only one. One simple rule: If your phone rings you have to answer it on speaker. And Parker luck strikes again. His phone rings.

"You know the rule, Peter, answer it on speaker." Miss White said.

Peter looked at his phone. The caller idea was 'Tony'. This can't be good if he calls me during school. Peter thought. 

"Miss, this is kind of personal, can't I just put my phone away?"

"No Peter answer it."

Shit!

Peter picked up the phone.

"Hey..." He said awkwardly.

"Peter you have to come home. Like. Right. Now." Tony started.

"Tony why? I'm in..." Before Peter could finish his sentice Tony spoke again.

"Your kid is on the freaking ceiling, and she doesn't want to come down."

"You gotta be shitting me," Peter muttered, forgetting that he was in class. "Put your phone on speaker."

"Done."

"Abby, come down from the ceiling please," Peter said kindly.

"NO!" A little girl screams.

"Abbygial Gweneth Parker, get down from the ceiling or you cannot have any dessert for the rest of the week," Peter said sternly.

"NO!" Abby screamed again. "Want Daddy."

Peter sights.

"Tony I'm coming home, see you in 30." Peter ends the phone call.

He began packing his stuff and stood up.

"What are you doing Peter?" Miss White asks. 

Shit. Peter thought.

"Sorry miss, but I need to get home."

"Wait, no way this was true. Parker can't have a kid, he is 17." Flash said.

"I do Flash, it's non of your business," Peter said annoyed.

"Than who is the mother." Some random kid in class asks.

"Gwen Stacy."

"But she's..."

"I know, but I have to leave. Goodbye." Peter walked out of the classroom. 

After a few minutes of silence...

"Are we all leaving the fact that his kid was on the ceiling?!" Flash said.

"Just leave it," MJ said as the bell rung, leaving a confused class.

~~20 minutes later~~

"Abby, Daddy is home, can you come down please?"

"Come get me!" 

Peter sighed. He jumped on the ceiling and got his kid. Tony looked horrified at the two.

"One day you two going to give me grey hairs," Tony said.

"We can't give you grey hairs if you already have them," Peter said playfull.

"You little sh..."

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