Wrong number :/~~Spider-Man

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The video ended with Friday complimenting their dance routine, and a spilt second of panic between the two of them before they split apart. Tony had tears in his eyes at this point.

"Friday! Keep that a secret!" Bucky yelled at the ceiling, his voice cracking like a teenage boy, which only made Tony laugh harder.

"Of course, James" she responded. The video ended.

"That was beautiful Fri, thank you hon" Tony praised, sniffing and wiping one of his eyes.

"As always, a pleasure Boss".

Tony sat for a minute, just contemplating what he'd just witnessed. What could he even say now?

"Could you show me another secret?" He asked, cooled down from the shocker that came before.

"Of course, Tony" she replied smoothly, sorting through all of the secrets she'd stored up. "Playing audio from Peter Parker"

This caught his attention. Tony sobered up pretty quickly, not sure what to expect from it.

The video started off with just some heavy breathing. He imagined Peter just got back from a run or something, maybe ate a particularly spicy habanero pepper Tony had offered. Peter didn't want any, but this could've been his attempt in private just to see. Tony snorted. He was prepared to see Peter panting and on the hunt for milk with a face of regret.

Not this.

The heavy breathing shifted into what was clearly heaving.

Was he sick??

"Fri, can you get video recording of this?" Tony set down the fidget spinner Peter had given him, he hadn't even realized he picked it up.

"Sorry boss, Peter was in the restroom at this time. There is no visual recording" she replied calmly.

Tony cringed at the sound of sickness, it sounded like Peter had thrown up. He couldn't be sure.

What made it worse was the small whimpers and dry heaving afterwords. He'd definitely experienced that, it wasn't fun. It just hurt to hear it outwardly, especially on a child.

Tony though he oughta check any sicknesses in Peter's hospital records, because he couldn't see any point the kid could've thrown up like that and not look like death afterwords unless this happened often. It could've just been nervous jitters, but nothing on that scale.

"Peter, you seem to be in distress. Shall I call a medic? If you deem that unavailable or wish for another option, you have access to call security, staff, or anyone on the Official Avengers team." He heard Friday's voice. Tony grinned at her proudly, glad she'd been there to help him at least.

"N-no" Peter's voice was back.

Tony hated when people were as stubborn as him. He groaned in annoyance, for once feeling grateful for all the unnecessary protocols Rodney and Pepper had installed.

"Alright Peter. In order to override 'stubborn dumbass' mode, I must run a diagnosis on your current physical state, be it heartbeat, injury, or any other concerning accident you may find yourself in." Tony spun in his chair, wanting something to distract his hands while he listened instead of having to use his undivided attention and lose his mind with worry.