Peter was terrified.

Today he was scheduled to have his wisdom teeth removed, yet he was determined to stay home and avoid the dentist. It took an hour and a half and all of the Avengers to drag him to the office.

Peter sat in the uncomfortable chair in the stuffy waiting room. On his right was Tony. He held Peter's hand and kept reassuring him he'd be ok. Bucky, Clint, Thor, and Bruce stayed while the rest went back to the tower. They had to Peter-proof the entire place before he got back.

"Peter Parker?" a middle aged woman called.

*le time skip bc I'm lazy ayyyyyye*

"I LUV YOU BIIIIIIITCH! I AINT GON NEVA STOP LUVIN YA BIIIIITCH."

Tony was never more grateful for technology as he recorded everything Peter said and did. He had marched out of the room with cotton in his mouth and looking high as a kite.

"It'S wEdNeSdAy My DuDeS....

AAAAAAaaaaAAAaAAAaaaahhhHhh!"

"Peter, it's Saturday."

The rest of the fifteen minute drive was spent listening to Peter have a "karaoke session." He sung Cotton Eye Joe, Never Gonna Give You Up, Gasolina, and Single Ladies passionately. Clint definitely wasn't gonna let Peter forget this as he filmed the whole thing.

At the tower everyone enjoyed themselves as they sat around their personal entertainment. Peter babbled on a on, thoroughly convinced he was the king of the spiders.

The entire day, all of the Avengers followed Peter with cameras as he stumbled around the tower. Peter was trying to make a smoothie to ease the soreness in his mouth and was not happy about the little paparazzi group on his tail.

"C'mon guys! Lemme make my smoomthinie in pEACE!"

His superfamily reluctantly agreed and stood out in the hall. They knew better than to go too far from him since he was still pretty high. A few minutes later, an odd noise was heard followed by an "aaah...!"

"Peter! Are you okay- WHAT HAPPENED?!" Tony demanded.

The entire kitchen was covered in smoothie. Apparently, Peter forgot to put the cap on the blender. He had smoothie all over his face. This didn't seem to phase him too much as he tried to lick it off his face and hands.

Smoothies are now made under extremely close supervision in the tower.

Whaddup my dudes I have post Endgame depression

Into the Spiderverse and Avengers fanfics are keeping me sane

Please don't spoil it for others! :)