GLUTEN INTOLERANT SYMPTOMS

BloatingDiarrhea, Constipation and Smelly FecesAbdominal PainHeadachesFeeling Tired

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WILL BE SHORT!

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Peter and the Avengers were out having dinner. Peter had a look at some of the Gluten Free Options, but decided that the food didn't look good enough. So, he chanced eating a big 15" pizza. When it arrived, Peter tucked straight in. He didn't realise that Captain America was staring at him with a look of awe as well as Bruce. Everyone else was too focused on their dinner. Peter let out a soft belch,
(you know that one where you kinda breathe out? That one)
and blushed. "Um... good pizza?" smooth Parker... real smooth... Bruce was staring at Peter's empty plate and Steve was staring at his face. "Peter, how fast is your metabolism?" Steve asked. Peter shrugged, "No idea," Bruce smiled, "Steve, it's as fast as yours, maybe faster. Spider's can eat their body weight a day. So, for Peter... that's a lot of food." By now, the rest of the Avengers were staring at him. Tony cleared his throat. "Any room for dessert?" Peter sighed, thankful the attention was off him.

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"Um... I'll have the cheesecake." The waitress smiled as she took the orders and left, leaving the Avengers in silence. Bruce and Steve began talking, as did Clint and Natasha. Tony was about to turn to Peter, when he saw his head on the table. Peter groaned softly as Tony poked his shoulder. Tony whispered for him to go off to the loo, to give them some private time. They walked off, but Tony noticed Peter's arms around his abdomen. When they were in the foyer bit just before the loos, Tony looked in Peter's eyes. "Ok.. spill. somethings up." Peter sighed, before wrapping one arm around his stomach and one on his head. "I just have a small headache... nothing major."

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After Peter had eaten his dessert, Tony noticed his shirt looked tighter and his face was pale. Tony excused them both again but Peter made a move to leave.

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Peter tried to leave from Tony before the inevitable happened... ​​​​​​​Maybe I shouldn't have had that pizza and cheesecake. "Don't walk away from me, Peter." Tony said, grabbing Peter's arm. Peter didn't have enough time to move away. His stomach had been cramping just below his navel for a good 30 minutes now. Before he could say anything, he felt his bowls loosen. Peter groaned as he pitched forwards, grabbing his stomach in his arms. "SHIT!" Tony yelled, jumping out of the way. Peter felt his stomach bubble again and he had enough time to run into the bathroom. This time, he threw up because of his headache. When he came out, Tony was talking with a janitor.

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Tony looked at Peter's pale face and decided that something was wrong. "Pete?" Peter glanced up, "There's some spare trousers in my bag in case this happened, could you grab them?" Tony went and grabbed Peter's bag and allowed the boy to go and clean himself up. He explained that he left his trousers in the garbage disposal before sighing, heavily. "I uh... have a moderate Gluten Intolerance...." Tony didn't yell at him, although he felt like it. "Oh, Pete... That sucks..."

When they made their way back to the table, the gang were eating a final course, but Peter declined. When they sat in the booth, Tony grabbed a piece of bread when he realised that something was resting on his shoulder. He looked through the corner of his eye, and saw Peter's unmistakable curly locks. He signed for Bruce to take a picture on his phone and then show Tony. Bruce did, and Tony saw a dozing Peter on his shoulder, looking comfortable. Tony wrapped an arm around his shoulders and pulled him into his armpit and allowed to boy to sleep, for he knew that tiredness was a Gluten Intolerant side-affect.

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Yeah, he was defiantly on the right lines for being the kids dad....