Last chapter! Enjoy you guys!~

They arrived at the food court and sat down on a lonely table. Peter had his head buried in his arms, while MJ and Ned got food for him and themselves. The medicine was already subsiding and now he has a full-blown headache and a unsettled stomach.

A few minutes later, the class arrived and went on to eat their food. Everyone was buzzing around about the tour and they seemed to have good moods. Everyone, except Peter.

Suddenly, he felt a light tap on his shoulder.

Groaning, Peter shook his head. "Flash, go away, or I will personally throw up on you," his voice muffled.

"Its actually Steve." Says a voice that no doubt was Steve Rogers. And then another voice he recognized. "And me, Bucky."

Propping his head up, he saw the two soldiers looking at him with worry eyes.

"What?" Peter didn't greet them, but cutting them to the chase, because he was so done with everything right now.

Steve shook his head. "We just wanted to see how you're feeling. We heard that your sick, so Bucky made you some soup."

"Chicken noodle soup," Bucky quipped in, a small smile gracing his lips. Peter returned the smile gratefully. "Thanks you guys." Steve and Bucky sat across from Peter as he opened the soup.

It was that time when MJ and Ned returned and got their foods and a small soup container. "Well, looks like someone beat us to it," MJ said, placing the other soup down.

"Holy crap, its Captain America," Ned whispered, absentmindedly sitting down next to Peter. He plucked the spoon out of Ned's grasped and stirred the soup a bit before digging in.

"You've seen him before, loser," MJ said, taking a bite out of her sandwich.

"But during school," he argued.

Steve started chuckling. "Its good to see you again, son."

Ned made a noise.

"This is really good soup, Bucky," Peter complimented. Bucky beamed at him. "I'm glad you liked it. I used to make it when Stevey boy was sick."

Steve blushed, "Yeah...really was good."

Having something in his stomach felt settling and his throat was soothed with the warm broth.

Peter sighed in contentment, and soon relaxed. Unfortunately, a vent manifold opened and fell on top of their table. Then, Hawkeye fell through and landed on top of the table as well, startling the whole group.

The whole class stopped their talking when it happened, and they just stared at their table with shocked faces. The room was so quiet, they could hear a pin drop.

"Seriously?" Peter creaked, palms rubbing over his face. Clint smiled sheepishly and leaped up. "Sorry about that, kiddo."

Peter didn't even have time to open his mouth when there was an uproar from his classmates. They surrounded the table, prying questions and asking for a signature or photograph.

Even Steve was spotted and children went up to him. Bucky...eh, they were getting there.

"Too loud," Peter rasped out, covering his ears.

"Crap, crap...uh, hey everybody!" Clint yelled, getting the attention of the classmates. When he got their attention, he frantically look around and saw another vent. "Watch me jump to that vent right there!" He ran to the vent that was now above and everyone followed him.

Ned ran by his side. "Are you okay, dude?"

"Too loud!" Peter whined.

There was a loud, "Who wants to see Captain America fit in the vents?!" From Clint. Steve vehemently denied, but Bucky soon pushed him over, leaving the teenagers alone. His now full stomach started protesting.

He already knew that Ned was beside him and MJ rushing to get some water while Steve and Bucky and Clint were distracting the other classmates, but he felt a tender hand on his shoulder.

Blinking his eyes open from the bright light, he saw a red head woman looking down at him with worry.

"Nat?" He whispered.

"Yes, Maлeнький паук," Nat said, kneeling down in front of him. She frowned. "Are you sick?" Nat did hear that Peter wasn't feeling like his normal self, but she didn't expect to see Peter sick before.

"Yes." Ned answered before Peter could deny.

"I think I already know the answer, but why are you here then?" The former Russian spy asked, brow raising up. It wasn't a secret that Peter Parker was one stubborn child.

"Because, I didn't wanna miss school," he muttered.

"Your health is more important than school," Nat scolded. Peter nodded feebly and saw MJ coming towards him with a bottle of water. "Here, drink up," She ordered. The bottle was uncapped as he let the cold water simmer down his really hot form.

There was a loud applause from the large group. Nat straightened up and saw Tony Stark standing near the other teammates. He was giving off his professional grin and wave, but she could tell that he was looking for Peter.

"Please tell me its not-"

"Tony Stark," Nat finished, looking over at the boy who groaned.

"Why me?"

His friends shrugged.

"I'll be right back you three," She said, walking over to the large crowd. Nat pushed her way through and stood next to Tony who instantly spotted her. They were both listening on Steve's lecture to always obey the rules. To which, everyone was listening, though Bucky and Clint were rolling their eyes.

"Did you find him?" Tony said in between Steve's talking. He wasn't able to find Peter earlier due to meetings, and though he still try denying, his wife suggested that she can help while he was at the meeting.

"Way in the back. His friends are with him," she murmured. Tony let out a breath and nodded. At least his friends were helping out.

"It was too loud for him, so they kind of stayed behind. I'm also getting the feeling that his friends are getting sick as well..." she added more quietly.

"What?!" He whispered-yelled.

"MJ looks pale while Ned is sweating. They both were...sluggish when I came around." She shrugged. Maybe Peter was sick and they were getting worried, but she's seen sickness and that was definitely not nervousness.

Tony inhaled and exhaled. "This is the last time I'm ever letting Peter go to a field trip sick," He seethed.

He looked around the crowd and saw a small exit. "You think they'll be to distracted for me to leave?" Tony asked. Nat looked at the small exit and nodded. "You got about 15 seconds before it closes," Nat concluded.

"Close enough," Tony said, slowly backing away and into the slit of the exit. No one seemed to notice as he made his grand escape. Tony walked away faster and a group of teenagers sitting on the floor. One was providing some water, the other patting Peter's back and Peter was covering his mouth.

The threesome looked up and lightened up.

"Mister Stark, thank God!" Ned smiled. Tony flashed a small smile and knelt down before Peter. The boy looked up and Tony's face morphed into sympathy. Who knew radioactive children could get sick?

"Mis'er Stark?" Peter said as his hands were covering his mouth.

"Yeah, kiddo. Its me," Tony soothed, running a hand through the boy's messy curls.

"Should've stayed home," Peter muffled into his hands. Tony nodded firmly. "Damn right you should've," he sighed.

"Listen, kid, I think we shou-" Tony was cut off by someone tapping his shoulder. He looked behind him and saw a sleek student who had way to much gel in his hair, and wore the latest trend of men clothes.

"Yes?" Tony raised a brow.

"I'm Flash Thompson," he grinned mischievously. "I have a question, concerning about him." He pointed at Peter.

"What about him?" Tony asked incredulously.

"This student, Peter Parker, says he's a intern of yours, but we all know that's not true. Might I just add that he hacked into your data and stole a Alpha Blue card to gain access to all the parts of your tower."

When he finished, Tony was absolutely fuming. This boy...had the audacity to call his kid a liar and condemn Peter for stealing a Alpha lanyard. Also...who names their child Flash?!

"Well, Mister Thompson," Tony said, trying to keep calm. "We do not accept Interns that are still in highschool. Only for college students, but-"

"Ha! In your face Penis Parker!" Flash jeered.

"What did you just call my kid?" Tony lowered his voice threateningly. Flash's eyes widened and stumbled back. "Oh-uh, its just a joke, really!" He stuttered.

"Are you sure about that?" Tony accused, stepping forward a bit. "Because it seems as if you were bullying my kid," he menaced. "Is that why he came home from a busted lip? Because of you?"

Flash started stumbling over his words as he tried to make an excuse, but Tony was having none of it as he raised his hand. Flash zipped his mouth up and stared at the billionaire. He gulped.

"Peter is my personal intern," he scowled. "And no, he does not get me coffee or get clothes from the dry cleaners. He personally works on IronMan suits and helps around the lab. So if you dare call my kid Penis Parker, I will and I mean it, make sure you will never get into a good school."

Tony was getting already in the heat of the moment. As he was justifying, Peter was holding his stomach. He whimpered as he heard his mentor's voice loud and clear.

"Mis'er S'ark, please," he whispered. Peter's stomach churned in knots as he could definitely feel bile crawl up his throat. He swallowed thickly, licking his chapped lips.

Tony didn't hear him as Peter yelled, "Mister Stark!" And then he lurched forward before vomiting onto the floor and sadly, on his friends. The liquid splatted on the clean floors, which were no longer clean.

"Oh my gosh," MJ whispered, looking at her clothes. Ned was close to throwing up as well, seeing as he has a weak stomach.

Tony quickly turned around to see Peter sobbing, covered in throw up, along with his friends as well and completely a mess.

"Shit." Tony rushed by Peter's side and brought Peter to his chest, despite the warm, gooey vomit feeling on his suit.

Nat rushed forward and saw not one but 4 people covered in puke.

"Get them out of here," Tony said to Nat who nodded and scooted the people out. Steve and Bucky seemed to have caught on as they helped her while Clint poked his head out the vent and saw the teenagers and Tony on the floor.

"Nope's the way out," Clint said as he climbed into the vents again.

"M so s'rry!" Peter wailed, trying to back away from Tony, afraid he'll puke again. Tony shushed and placed a hand on the back of Peter's head, keeping it in place. "Its alright, kiddo. We'll make you feel alright."

"Guys...I don't feel so good," Ned murmured. Luckily, Ned had time to stand up and rush to the trashcan before barfing. Tony winced as he heard his kid's friend barf in. The next thing he knew, MJ looked at them with paleness and rushed to the next trashcan.

So great...he had 3 children that desperately needed new clothes, not to mention himself and get them checked out by the doctor.

Peter started heaving again and that was enough for Tony to haul Peter's arm over his shoulder and lift him up. "Okay, kiddo. One step at a time."

"Yes, Mrs. Leeds, they are perfectly alright," Tony sighed, looking over at the 3 teenagers on the couch with thick blankets over them. "Yes, I will make sure they will come back tomorrow," he said. "Okay, bye."

He hung up and rubbed his face with his calloused hand. When they got to the Penthouse, he put the 3 children in separate bathrooms and told them to get cleaned. After that, he got clothes for Ned and Peter while Pepper fished out some of her own clothes for MJ.

He even had time to send an email to Flash's parents. That kid was gonna get it. If his parents weren't gonna do anything about the boy's behavior, he'll do it on his own. That was a promise.

Pepper strolled in with her phone in hand. "Just got done talking to Mrs. Jones. Looks like they're having a sleepover," she said.

"How did we end up with 3 sick teenagers," Tony asked tiredly.

"Peter was first and he decided to spread it with his friends," she answered plainly. He chuckled nervously. "I hope that means I won't get sick?"

"Wouldn't bet on that," Pepper sighed.

The billionaire scoffed. "I never get sick."

"Can't believe I'm sick!" Tony grumbled as he crossed his arms to his chest while a thermometer stuck out his mouth. He was on the couch with the other sicklings while pouting.

"Stop complaining," Pepper scolded like he was a child. "At least you didn't throw up on your clothes."

"What about you, huh?" He shot back, wincing as a foot jammed into his stomach. He gazed at Peter who did that and also had his mouth open as he slept on. Michelle was sleeping upright with Peter's head tucked into her lap and Ned had his knuckles supporting his head as his elbow was propped up on the arm rest.

"I actually take care of myself and take vitamins," Pepper said, plucking the thermometer out of her fiance's mouth. She looked at it and tsk'd

"100.1, my dear. Looks like you're hanging out with the sick chicks."

"Ugh!" He jerked his head up.

"Just rest and I'll ask Bucky to make some soup for all of you." With that, Pepper left the group and Tony sighed in defeat. In all honestly, he hasn't gotten a regular sickness since he was a little child.

"I blame you all," He murmured at the teenagers.

He was startled when a small voice responded to him. "I know."

"Peter? Shouldn't you be asleep?" Tony asked. Peter lifted his dizzy head from MJ's lap and sat up to stare at Tony.

"You are loud when you're sick apparently," he mumbled. Tony rolled his eyes and slung an arm around Peter's sagging shoulders. "Haven't gotten sick since I was a kid. You ruined my perfect streak, kiddo." He joked.

"S'rry," Peter apologized. "for everything."

"Kid," Tony exasperated. "no need to be sorry. Its okay. I promise, but whats not okay is that this Flash person was bullying you."

The teenager went silent, but suddenly burst into quiet sobs. Tony cursed and scooted close to Peter and hugged him to his chest. Peter clung onto him as he sobbed in his chest, tears staining the billionaire's chest.

"H-he s-said that I-I was w-weak o-orphan and-and pathetic," Peter hiccuped out. Tony stiffened and could feel something tug inside his chest, like he wanted to wrap Peter in something soft and protect him from everything.

"Pete, you're not an orphan. You have a family," Tony soothed, rocking slightly. Peter just let out a small, watery sniff.

"Your my family," Tony said quietly, unknowingly letting his lips rest on the boy's head. "Always my kid, and always welcomed here."

"But I don' wanna be a burden," Peter mumbled, hiding himself in the man's crook of his neck.

Tony sighed. "You're not a burden, you're my kid and my responsibility. I wouldn't have signed up with May to Co-parent you," he joked. Though, he was obviously serious when he said Peter was his kid. No doubt.

He didn't know if Peter was really coherent, considering that he was sick, but it seemed to relaxed the kid. Peter was lulled to sleep by his mentor's soft hum from his arc reactor.

The billionaire sighed in relief. Even though he was sick, he couldn't help but think of all the things he did with the kid. A child. No, a child who was bitten by a radioactive spider changed his whole damn life around. Of course...in a good way.

Tony has always wondered what he missed when Peter was a baby. First smile, first steps, first report card, first science project and first crush, and he was a bit disappointed that he missed those moments. It couldn't be avoided anyways. Peter wasn't his biological kid, but everything but that...he was everything Tony wanted in if he had a kid of his own.

"Night, Pete." Tony whispered, pressing a small kiss to Peter's crown and running a hand through the boy's messy curls. Yeah...Peter is a kid who changed a cold hearted man in a matter of days. And that was okay for Tony.

A few hours later, Pepper came in with a pot full of soup, thanks to Bucky. She looked up and gasped in awe.

Peter and Tony were leaning upright against each other. Tony's head resting on Peter's head and Peter nuzzling in the man's neck. She noticed that MJ moved from her spot, resting half of her body on Peter's and head on Tony's lap. Peter and MJ were holding hands despite them sleeping carelessly. Ned was able to outstretch his legs right next to MJ's. His head resting on the arm rest now and arm hanging off the couch.

It didn't take long for May to receive a picture from Pepper Potts. And no doubt, it was going to be framed.

Tony has some bad Karma. :)

Eyyyy! I hope you enjoyed this Fic and please let me know what you think of it! Though, I've been thinking about doing another one...but its Road trip and WAY more longer than this. Please review and let me know!

Thanks again and see you soon!~

(If you see any Mistakes, please let me know. I can be a bit of a dunce when spotting mistakes!)