Hi! How is everyone? I'm doing my best to write some stuff. Let's see how long that lasts.
I wonder how bad this can get.
This is based off of one picture that I was unable to find.
Never mind I found it.
Also if anyone has an requests, please tell me them. I'm dying over here. Please.
Also I went to see the Barbie movie, and I personally found it funny and thought it was good. Two of my friends didn't think it was really that good. My mom thought I wouldn't like it and one of my friends mom thought the movie would break me. Little did they know that I've been really wanting to watch it.
Also please comment it encourages me.
Onto the story!
Enjoy! ❤️❤️❤️
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Peters POV:
Peter couldn't wait to go to the tower. Tony and Peter were going to have a lab day since it was a Friday. The plan was that Peter would be staying for the weekend then go back to May on Monday since it was a long weekend.
He was humming along to Hamilton while packing when he heard a knock.
"Coming!" Peter shouted.
He ran to the door, using his socks to slide into the door.
He took a step back and opened the door.
"C'mon kid, I'm waiting," Happy greeted him.
"Lemme just go grab my bag," he said. Peter hoped he would be able to quickly finish packing.
He ran back to his room, grabbed his bag and quickly ran to grab his toothbrush along with some toothpaste.
"Hopefully that's everything I need," he muttered under his breath.
He grabbed his back and made sure to shut off all the lights before he left. He also double checked to make sure all the windows were closed and the door was locked.
~Time skip simply because I can~
Just because Peter was staying at the tower didn't mean he was going to take a break from being Spider-Man.
Tony's only rule was that he had to be back by 1 am. It would have been earlier if it was a school day.
So here Peter was, probably out past his curfew stopping some crime.
So far he had stopped a few muggings, stopping a robbery, helped bring a cat down from a tree, and helped an old lady bring her groceries to her car. He had no idea why that lady was shopping at 1:30 am.
He was about to go back to the tower when he heard someone calling for help.
He swung down and saw another mugging.
There was a woman holding a knife against a mans throat.
"Don't you know it's not nice to threaten people with knives?" Peter inquired.
"Mind your own business, Spider-Man," she sneered.
A few quips later and once he made sure the man was safe, Peter went to web up the women.
However, there was a loud noise that distracted him long enough for the woman to stab him.
"Aw fuck I can't believe you've done this!"
He webbed up the women and called the cops. He also left a note.
As he was webbing away, the adrenaline wore off and he could definitely feel the stab wound. He stopped and sat on top of a building.
He was focusing and getting enough of his energy back when Karen spoke.
"You are receiving a call from Mr. Stark, should I put him through?"
"What? No, no tell him I'm busy."
"Answering call from Mr. Stark."
"What do you think no means?!"
"Hey Spider-Man. Care to explain why you're out at almost 3 am when you said you'd be back by 1 am?" Tony asked.
"Oh would you look at the time, I really gotta get going!" Peter exclaimed nervously. "Nice talking to you Mr. Stark!"
"Karen, hang up!" He hissed at his AI.
"Ending call"
-Time skip again-
After Peter received a firm scolding by both Tony and Steve, and got his Spider-Man privileges taken away for the rest of the time he was at the tower, he went to bed.
Getting told off by Captain America sucked. It was like an in person PSA.
The thing is, both superheroes failed to notice the stab wound and how pale and sweaty Peter was.
Peter figured nothing could go wrong if he bandaged it up himself and went to sleep. So that's exactly what he did.
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The next morning, Peter woke up in the med bay.
Turns out Tony had gone in to Peters room to check on him, only to discover blood all over his abdomen area.
The blood had leaked through the bandages. Just incase you hadn't already figured that out.
So Tony being Tony freaked out and brought him to the med bay. (So dramatic 🙄)
Now Peter was getting a lecture from the Avengers. He got 2 lectures from cap in 24 hours!
By the time he was healed he was gonna have to go home the next day. "Dam, of course I had to waste the weekend away by getting stabbed" he grumbled under his breath.
"So, kid, I made a new invention and I was hoping you would be willing to try it out."
Peter immediately lit up like a Christmas tree. Tony never lets him try new inventions incase they're dAngErOuS. So, as any excited teenager he accepted without thinking it through.
"Sure!"
He paused as he thought about it.
"Wait what's the invention?"
"Easy kid, it's a selfie bubble. You can set different backgrounds to take selfies in to send to your friends. You could send it to Ted-"
"Ned" Peter interrupted. "His name is Ned."
"Yeah Fred and the girl you like. MJ was it?"
Peter sighed. Tony was never gonna get Neds name right. "Yes her name is MJ."
"So you're willing to test this one out. It's perfectly safe."
"Yeah sounds cool!" Peter replied enthusiastically. After all, who was he to deny the chance to check out one of Tonys experiments.
Once they were at the bubble Tony shoved Peter forward. "Go on, take a bubble selfie."
"Seriously, that's what your calling it. Bubble selfie? Rather than something cool like... like- I don't know just something else?" Peter asked while climbing into the bubble.
"If you hate the name so much you try coming up with something!" Tony retorted closing the door.
"I just said that I don't know! I've got no idea what to call it! You're the genius!!!"
"You're the one who was complaining," Tony calmly said while walking towards the door.
"Mr. Stark. I don't know how to work this thing. Mr. Stark! Where are you going Mr. Stark!!! Why are you walking towards the door???? Mr. Stark I can't get oUT," Peter shouted.
3 years.
He had been stuck in this hell bubble for 3 years.
Well not really but that's what it felt like. It had probably only been 3 hours. He could see the lab door still open. There was no hope. No one was going to save him. This was it. He was going to die alone here. He swore he could feel a stubble of a beard growing. All hope of ever having fun was-
Sam walked by. At first it looked like he just walked by which would have led to Peter going back to being dramatic and sulking. But then he stopped and looked it the lab.
"Ah so Tony did make the safety bubble after all," He muttered to himself chuckling.
Peter with his superhearing heard that. "The what? He told me this was a selfie bubble which I thought was the stupidest name but now I'm stuck and Mr. Stark left me here to die. The door doesn't even open from the inside! Only the outside!" Peter rambled slightly outraged that someone would have the audacity to lock him in a bubble.
"You'll figure it out kid," Sam laughed before walking away.
"Stupid Mr. Wilson. Didn't even help me. What does he mean I'll figure it out!? Obviously I won't figure it out now that I've been stuck here for so long! I'm gonna call Ned and MJ to tell them about the situation."
Peter grabbed his phone to call them. After like 2 hours of waiting (really only 2 minutes) they finally picked up.
"Guys I've been stuck in this bubble for 3 hours! I cannot take this anymore! Mr. Stark told me to get in then he closed to door and he hasn't come back!"
"Dude!" Ned started.
"Dude!"
"Dude!"
"Dude!" MJ interrupted. "You do realize that you could allow one of us to go up there and unlock the bubble," She stated. "Also why did you need to say dude?"
"Dude she doesn't understand language of the dudes." Peter spoke to Ned.
"I was just saying dude cause THE Tony Stark locked you in a bubble" Ned fanboyed.
"Did you not hear me say you could just allow one of us up there to unlock the bubble?"
"Wait that's a good idea. Do you guys have an easy way here?"
MJ rolled her eyes. "Yeah I can take the subway. Ned will come with me. Right Ned?"
Looking like he was about to pass out Ned just nodded.
"Alright loser I'm heading over now. Bye"
After about 30 minutes of waiting Ned and MJ finally got there. After taking plenty of pictures and dying of laughter they finally let Peter out.
"The smell of fresh air!" Peter inhaled dramatically, accidentally inhaling too much dust and started coughing.
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The end! Also I wrote about half of this 2 weeks ago. Sorry for not updating I've been busy.
(Haha I say that like anyones waiting to read this)
Remember to take care of yourself by drinking enough water, eating enough and getting enough sleep!
Most important, remember, you are Kenough!!!
Bye!!
-Author
(2023-08-24)