Spider-Man//Avengers//Marvel One shots

Peter's been stabbed... probably

This, and the following chapters are my old drafts, and will be the final chapters of this story. See what I'm working on now on Instagram @sargejbb

I don't even know what this is. I wrote it at 3am in the car. I'm too tired for this.

-Mild to average swearing
-IronDad and Spiderson
-Prompt Based

It was late, or early, depending on your point of view- two am.

Tony was obviously up in his lab, slowly tinkering and working his way through reams and reams of business contracts and pages and pages of reports.

Needless to say, he was bored out of his mind.

So, when his phone buzzed and created an excuse to leave the papers on his desk and stand up, he practically jumped on it, not even glancing at the caller ID,

"Mr. Stark." The voice on the other side of the phone was young, light, but hoarse,

"Hey Peter, what's up?" Tony asked, unable to contain his smile at his kid's voice,

"I'm sitting in a pool of blood." Peter's voice sounded distant and climbed a few octaves as he spoke,

"Is it... your blood?" Tony asked, dropping the screwdriver from his spare hand and concentrating completely on the conversation,

"Well... yeah, I think so." Peter mumbled, his voice faint and quiet,

"Do you know where it's coming from?" Tony asked, practically flying out of his chair, scrambling for his suit,

"Probably the stab wound." Peter said nonchalantly, as if it wasn't an important detail of the conversation,

"YOU'VE BEEN STABBED?" Tony screamed into the line, his steps faltering and his feet becoming tangled beneath him, clutching the edge of one of his car's for support,

"Oh, Yeah... definitely." Peter's voice raised on the other side, getting louder, and Tony found himself being comforted by the obvious recovery Peter was making.

Needless to say, Tony then installed the 'Spider on the butcher's block' protocol to FRIDAY's database.