Hi GreenFlame1 ! Hey guys, can anyone identify who all of the page break, emoji things are?

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Peter smiled a bit as he walked through the snowy streets of New York. As he looked around, he could see the soft white powder every where. It was resting on top of rooftops, sidewalks, and even the lampposts. It was truly beautiful.

The wonderful sights weren't the only reason why Peter was walking home after school on one of the coldest days of the year, no, it was because he wasn't bothered by the cold, you could even say the cold never bothered him anyway, not since the spider bite.

He had never really thought about why he wasn't bothered by the cold and every time he did get curious, he was doing something else and forgot to research it.

About halfway to his apartment, Peter started to feel tired. He just shrugged it off, thinking it was because of the long day. By the time he got to his apartment, he was walking slowly. At first, he was keeping a pace of a speed walk. Now, he was pretty much just shuffling down the road. He lugged his tired body up the stairs. And clumsily opened the apartment door and stumbled into his room, ignoring Aunt May, and fell asleep.
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May knew something was wrong when her nephew took two minutes to open their apartment door. She heard him fumbling around out there for awhile.

When he finally managed to open the door, he stumbled into their apartment and didn't bother to close the door. She also noticed how.... dead he looked. "Pete? What's wrong?" She asked him worriedly as she got up from her position on the couch to close the door.

She followed the boy into his room. The sight she was greeted with just confused her. He was laying face down oh his bed. He was only halfway on the bed though. His whole bottom half was laying carelessly on the floor.

May walked over to him and lifted him onto the bed and laid him on his back. He didn't even twitch. She just thought that he wasn't feeling well. She knew he was Spider-Man, but didn't know that he couldn't get sick because of it. May then draped a blanket over him and kissed him on the forehead. After making sure he was ok, she left his room and closed the door behind her.

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"Peter! Breakfast is ready! Hurry up or you'll be late!" May yelled from the kitchen were she was trying, and failing, to make pancakes. She used the spatula in her hand to put six of the freshly burned pancakes on a plate for Peter. She was about to put it on the table but hesitated. She shrugged and walked back to the stove mumbling, 'meh, they won't kill him. I think.'

When May walked back to the table and noticed that Peter wasn't there, she got a little annoyed. He was going to be late for school. He had almost missed the maximum number of days aloud by the school. The last few days that were premeditated were reserved for emergencies. Of course, the school didn't know that, but it didn't really matter.

She sighed and wiped her clean hands on her jeans and walked over to Peter's room. She knocked on the door and called out his name. Her brow furrowed a bit when she got no reply. She always got a reply. Even if he was so injured he could barely speak, which only happened once. She knocked one more time. Maybe he didn't hear her.

Still no reply.

She opened the door and walked in. She stopped dead in her tracks and just stared at the bed.

Peter was in the exact position she had left him in last night. The blanket wasn't even wrinkled, save for the natural wrinkles that came with laying it on him. She pulled out her phone and called Tony.

Ring.

Ring.

Rin-

"Hello?" Came Tony's barley audible voice. She must have woken him up, which meant that he actually slept for once. Oh well, something was wrong with Peter.

"Tony? It's May. Something is wrong with Peter."

"What's wrong with him?" Tony asked back immediately. He was definitely awake now.

"I-I don't know. He went sleep to yesterday and hasn't woken up." She could practically hear him raise his eye brow. "He hasn't even moved Tony. Something is wrong." She explained a little further. There was a brief pause before he answered again. "I'll be right there." And with that, he hung up.
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"So your telling us, that he's been like this since last night?" Tony asked. May nodded her head and wrung her hands together. Both Bruce and Tony had come to the apartment to check on him.

The others, of course had wanted to come too, but they didn't want to overwhelm neither May, nor Peter Incase something was wrong.

While Tony and May had been talking, Bruce had been doing tests on Peter. He had checked his temperature, pulse, and even if his eyes reacted to light.

After Bruce was done, he stood up and wiped his hands on his pants. He turned around and took a deep breath. He saw the fragile state May was in took a moment to figure out how he wanted to word his thoughts. "Well... his temperature is normal, but.... his pulse is slow, but strong, and his reaction to light and stuff is slow too." He said uncertainly. The looks he got from May and Tony let him know to give them his diagnosis. "I don't know what's wrong with him. I'm not this type of doctor." Bruce said carefully.

At the news, May choked back a sob and Tony took a deep breath. "We should take him back to the compound. We would have a better chance at helping him." Bruce said to May. She hesitated a moment. "Yeah... yeah th-that sounds like a good idea." She said shakily. Bruce nodded and him and Tony went to work trying to figure out how to get him back to the compound.
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After they got to the tower, May decided not to come, they put peter on a bed in the medical area of the compound and went to find the rest of the team.

As soon as they entered the commons room, they were bombarded with questions.

"Is Pete going to be alright?"
"Is he sick? What's wrong with him?"
"There is something wrong with the Man of Spiders?"
"Shall I take a look at Mr. Parker?"
"Is he here?"
"Can we see him?"

Tony held up his hand to stop them and they did. "Alright, one, Peter is here. Two, we don't know what is wrong with him. Three, yes Vision, We would like you to take a look at him. And four, you guys can see him later."

After Vision and the two scientists looked Peter over again, all they could do is hook him up to an IV and some other things to keep him alive. They also figured that he was alive, just in a Comatose state. The cause of said state was unknown.
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Weeks had passed and Peter still hadn't woken up. Heck, the kid hadn't even shifted his position. Everyone helped to take care of him and they all took turns sitting in his room with him. They would all tell him stories or just hangout there in the hopes of making him more comfortable, that is, if he could even hear them. May visited him randomly throughout the weeks, she came whenever she was available, and some of his friends even came sometimes.

Tony had explained to the school that Peter wouldn't be able to attend school because of some medical problems. He wasn't completely lying. The school had often sent them boxes full of get well cards and such.

Eventually, spring rolled around and everyone was losing hope that he would be ok. That was, until one particular Wednesday.
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It was Wednesday, Wanda's day to sit with Peter. She looked down at the sleeping boy sadly. He hadn't done anything over the past few weeks. The only thing that was keeping him alive were some bags full of liquids that she don't know the name of. Everyone was starting to loose hope that he would wake up. They had had a heart wrenching discussion about if what was best for him. They all agreed that if he didn't wake up soon, they should let him go. It was cruel to keep him here, to keep him alive when he It was his time to move on. But, Wanda didn't want him to leave. She didn't care how selfish it was. She had already lost one brother and she didn't think she could handle the loss of another. She needed him.

She leaned back against the beds backboard and closed her eyes. She grabbed Peter's hand and let the music that was playing over the speakers on the room take her away from reality.
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Wanda's eyes snapped open when she felt something beside her move. She was instantly on high alert because she knew it wasn't likely to be Peter.

She scanned the room with her mind and let out a sigh of relief when she didn't sense anyone but her and peter. Her head snapped back to look at Peter when she felt him move again. She gasped and tears started cloud her vision. She started laughing. She didn't know if her laughter was out of joy or relief, or maybe a little of both.

"Friday! Tell the others that he is moving!" She squealed. He was waking up! She couldn't believe it! He was actually waking up!
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Peter groaned quietly in annoyance when he was awakened by the sound of music and someone laughing. They were laughing really loudly. Peter opened his eyes and sat up slowly ready to yell at who ever had woken him up. He stopped when who ever was laughing wrapped him in a hug. He froze for a minute before he recognized the persons red hair and spicy smell. It was Wanda. He hugged her back, even though he wasn't quite sure why they were hugging.

Wanda finally pulled away from him, though she still had her hands on his shoulders, it was almost like she was afraid that he would disappear if she let go. She opened her mouth to say something but was interrupted when the door opened and the Avengers started screaming and laughing. Not a moment after the door opened did everyone run over and envelop him in a big group hug. Peter was surprised when he noticed that even Natasha and Bucky were part of said hug.
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After everyone was done hugging and crying, they all went to their shared lounge and talked. Peter was sitting between Tony and May, he was leaning into her side, and everyone else was sitting around them.

"So... your saying that I've been asleep for over 90 days?" Peter asked them, completely dumbfounded. "H-how is that even possible?" He asked breathlessly. "Your guess is as good as ours kid. We've been trying to figure that out." Tony said as he ran a hand through Peter's hair. They all sat in silence for a moment before Peter sat straight up, startling some of the people in the room with them.

"I have an idea, Friday!? How do spiders react to the cold?" Peter asked. "Well Peter, Spiders are "cold-blooded" and not attracted to warmth. ... Most temperate zone spiders have enough "antifreeze" in their bodies that they won't freeze at any temperature down to -5° C.; some can get colder. The few typical outdoor spiders that do end up indoors, die or at least don't reproduce." Friday said automatically.

Peter nodded his head. "What does that have to do with anything?" Bucky asked. "Well, considering that I'm half spider, and I fell into a comatose-like state on one of the coldest days of the year..." peter began but was interrupted by Bruce. "You went into hibernation!" He exclaimed. "Exactly!" Peter said back. "If you went into 'hibernation' like a spider, than why did your body temperature stay the same?" Tony asked.

"Probably because I'm still half human." Peter said with a shrug. "That would make sense..." Bruce then trailed off.

"So... who wants to watch a movie?" Piper asked cheerfully, obviously trying to change the conversation. Tony and peter grinned at each other. The team knew those grins very well. They meant that they would be having a Star Wars marathon. "I'll go get the popcorn..."
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Ugh. I really suck at endings. Oh well. Are any of you guys DC fans? I have a few Batfam one-shots. Would anyone read them if I posted them? Requests are welcome!

The emojis are...
1:Spider-Man
2:Ant-Man
3:Hulk
4:Black Widow
5:Hawkeye
6:Thor
7:Ironman
8:Rocket (they didn't have a raccoon or decent tree)
9:Nick Fury!
How did you do?

Until next time!