"Ahhh just..one..more..screeewww..AND ITS DONE.!!shit...inside voice Peter." he face palmed himself. When you live alone and forgotten, talking to self isnt a trauma response, but a friend to talk to, its just that you have befriend yourself, like they say nothing is better than your own company. Though you look pretty idiot while doing so in public. But again , on positive side no one knew him to judge him and he can still keep a grip this sanity, so win-win...
The young vigilante pushed one of the window of the lab, the same lab he once used to barged into without any regrets, now he has to sneak in like a thief, well he do not belong here now, does he??
" welcome back Peter! Its been long time since you last visited. And I can see you took unconventional way in today."
Peter was sure he snapped his neck with the force he turned towards the ceiling , looking at the invisible Irish voice.
"Fr ..f..FRIDAY....Is that you??"
"of course Peter. "
He let out a shaky breath ," ho ..how...do you ..how do you remember me??"
" Your personal data is saved in mr Stark's personal server , along with the information of Mrs. Stark, potato boy , Mr. Hogan, honey bear and baby stark. The server is reinforced with un hackable firewalls, both physical and software."
" But Dr.Strange ...he said...but, no one remember...no ..no id.or photo...how??" Peter felt like living a fever dream...it has been months since anyone called him by his name, or more over called him with recognition ...
"After the blip, along with space, Mr.stark became vary of magic. Maybe it has something to do with your current anxiety I am picking up .
Until now, Peter didn't realise he started to hyperventilate, the soft sobbs filled the room as he tried to take a breath in.
" Peter , your vitals are getting off the charts, shall I bring in the assistance?"
The young hero knew he needed to reply, but lack of air and tear blurred vision, fogged his mind.
' Tony would have known, he would have realised that something is wrong...only...only if...'
"Peter you are not responding, 'Hush little baby ' protocol activated" Peter knew he has to get a grip of his emotions before he gets caught.but who was gonna come in this empty tower now. Everywhere he look, it was an ugly reminder of the happy days and wakeful nights spend here with his mentor, hero...dad....now only remains were the half completed projects, tools and switched off robots , who once used to be the life of the labs.....dummy and butter fingers never looked so, metallic, piece of machine ever.maybe it was Mr.stark who bought life into things...and now ....like him they are forgotten too...
"Hey kiddo.....looks like Friday snitch on you again...." maybe Peter will snap his neck someday with all the surprises..
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Irondad and Spiderson ONESHOTS
FanfictionThey are as the title suggest ,some one shots with random story changes and change in scenarios (taken under writer's liberty 😁.).it would include #fluff#ansgtwithhappyending .hope u like it !!!!! all rights of cover image to the creator ,i do not...
