Request by Puppens101 on FFN! It's a bit different than what I normally write, but this was actually such a cute idea XD I really hope you like it!

"You know," Peter chuckled as he leaped onto the side of a building, "of all the enhanced people I've had to fight, I don't think I've ever fought with one in the city doing petty crime before."

"What is wrong with you?" One of the criminals shouted, a gun emerging from his body. The man grabbed the gun as it started to fall, aiming at Spider-Man and shooting. Thankfully Peter was faster and jumped out the way.

He had to admit, these two were strange people... Who had ever heard of an enhanced being able to create weapons within his body without being partly robotic? As far as Peter - and Karen's scans - knew, that man was completely made of flesh.

Peter's eyes drifted over to the side of the alley, where a girl that couldn't be much older than himself stood. She had a hoodie hiding most of her face, but she had not said a word nor tried to fight him since Peter had found them breaking into a building. She just stood there like a mindless doll... It was sorta creepy if Peter was being honest.

"Eyes on me, bug-boy!" Peter's spidey senses went off a second before a laser hit the wall next to him, giving him enough time to narrowly dodge the red death-beam. 

Don't get distracted, Peter thought to himself as he flipped over the man and landed behind him. This fight was getting too dangerous now that there was a laser involved, meaning Peter would have to finish this quickly.

"Spider's have eight eyes, what makes you think I don't already have eyes on you at all times?"

The criminal actually looked slightly creeped out, but it was enough for Peter to shoot a web in his face and take the laser from his grip. Another web was shot at the man's feet, who lost his balance and started to fall backwards if Peter hadn't of attached a strand of webbing to his chest and lowered him down gently.

"Whoa, that could have been bad. You really should be more careful, we wouldn't want you to-"

"Stop."

Peter's eyes widened as he spun around stumbling backwards as the girl was standing right behind him. How had she managed to sneak up on him? That was nearly impossible! He knew he shouldn't have ignored her...

"Is it time for you to fight me now? I really don't want to fight a girl," A memory of his first (and last) training session with Natasha flashed through his mind, "but last time I held back with one, I got beaten up pretty badly. So if you could maybe just-"

"Enough talking." She lifted her head slightly and Peter suddenly couldn't speak as he gazed at her face. Her eyes were the brightest blue he had ever seen, but they were... cat eyes. She had cat eyes. She raised a hand, her hoodie falling back to reveal white hair and cat ears.

Was she a real life neko girl?

That thought stuck in Peter's head, her unique looks captivating him so much that he didn't pay attention to her glowing hand. It wasn't until a burst of light shot at him that he reeled back, but it was too late. The light shot him right in the chest, all the wind leaving him in a gust as he fell back.

He didn't feel anything at first, just stared up at the dark clouds as the numbness extended from his chest to the rest of his body. May had warned him that it would rain later today... He should have brought an umbrella for when he changed back into his civilian clothes. He really didn't want to get sick again.

His thought process was brought to an end as the numbness started to fade, leaving behind a dull ache that was quickly growing into something a lot stronger. White hot pain was shooting through his entire body, eventually pulling a scream out of him as he tried to curl in on himself.

Through his pain-hazed mind, he faintly noticed how the smells around him were growing much stronger than before. It was nearly overwhelming...

Peter had no idea how long he was laying there, it definitely felt like hours. He didn't even notice when the pain went away, so maybe he had passed out? But he was brought back to reality by someone talking nearby.

"Look at this costume! Why would someone throw it out?"

"I bet we could win that Spider-Man costume contest with something like this...! It's nearly identical- Hey, there's something inside."

Peter's world was jerked around, the sound of shuffling fabric filling his ears as his chin hitting the ground, causing him to yelp. Was he in a bag?

Light assaulted his eyes as the bag was removed; he had to squint at first to make out the shapes in front of him, but his eyes soon widened in shock.

"Giants?" He tried to move out of the very large man's hands, but his body was weird and not moving like it should at all. 

"Bro... This is adorable..." The second man muttered, leaning over the shoulder of the giant that was holding Peter. Since when were there giants in New York?

"I bet my Kara would love this for her birthday next week."

"Guys, wait a second, I'm not a pet or something...!" Peter tried to pull himself out of the man's hands, but froze as he saw his arms. They were small... and fuzzy. Was that fur? Were his arms covered in golden fur? Where were his hands? He didn't have hands! He had paws!

Taking a second to evaluate himself, Peter noticed a golden snout in the bottom of his vision, and the rest of his body was covered in the same fur as his arms. He was a dog... He was actually a dog.

Thunder cracked overhead, causing all three of them to jump. The guy that was holding Peter brought him closer to his chest, starting to walk away with him. They were going to take Peter away and gift him to some girl like a pet, not knowing that Peter was actually Peter! He wasn't a pet!

Thinking fast, he kicked the man's chest with all his strength (slightly grateful that he didn't have his superpowers at this point) and jumped out of his arms as soon as they loosened from shock. Unfortunately, the drop was larger than he was expecting and he landed wrong, his hand/paw buckling under him. Still, he ignored it and took off running, blocking out the calls behind him.

Out of the alley and onto the street, things were a lot more chaotic... The noise from the traffic and people, the large feet almost trampling him, all the smells, Peter could hardly take it. It was so much... Too much.

His brain was running wild as he ran down the sidewalk, trying to think of a way to get himself out of this situation. He needed a moment to collect himself, to think about what happened, to form a plan... 

Once he was far enough from the men, he slowed to a stop next to a restaurant, sitting next to the door. He should be fine here.

"Okay," He said, figuring that no one would be able to hear or understand him in this form. "I was hit with that cat-girl's power, so she must have been the one to do this to me. So that means she could probably turn me back. I just need to find her!" He paused a second before letting his head hang low with a sigh, "There's no way I could find her like this. Maybe Karen would be able to- No! Those guys got my suit!"

Peter's eyes widened as he looked down the way he had came, whining slightly. "Mr. Stark is going to kill me for losing that..."

It took him longer than he was proud to admit when he suddenly realized what he needed to do. If he could find a way to the Compound, the Avengers would find a way to turn him back!

"A puppy!" A young voice cried, causing Peter to look up and see a mother and daughter stopped in front of him. "Mommy, can we keep it? Please!"

Peter backed up into the wall of the building more as the woman knelt down, "His paw seems hurt... We should at least take him to a vet."

Just as her hand was reaching out for him, Peter took off running again. What was with these people trying to keep him? People hardly ever picked up stray dogs off the street, what was so special about him?

It didn't just end with those two instances either. Every time Peter had stopped to catch his breath, there was always someone there... Every single time. If he didn't rest soon, he was scared that he'd pass out from the pain in his foot. 

The smell of trees and grass caught his attention, and he followed his nose to a park. With the dark clouds overhead, there couldn't be many people there! Just a few taking a short cut as far as he could tell. So he would be safe for a time somewhere in there!

As he trotted across the street, a loud rumble filled the air just before the rain finally let loose upon the earth. Just add to the aesthetics that was Peter's life...

Quickly running into the park, he took refuge under some bushes. It didn't offer much protection, but it was better than nothing. And it gave him time to get his bearings. Which really wasn't much... during all the running he did earlier, Peter had absolutely no idea where he was now. All he knew was that he was a puppy with a hurt foot, in a park, in the rain, and he was getting very cold. How would he get the Avengers to help him now? He couldn't even ask for directions or explain what had happened to him!

His body started shaking from the cold as the rain seeped into his fur. He hated this... Who knew that being a puppy could be so lonely? It was surprisingly scary to be on his own while in a body this small and helpless. It had been a long time since he last felt helpless, and he really didn't miss this feeling at all. If only he could have just one person that he even somewhat knew, this might be a better experience, but so far-

Footsteps hurrying through the rain caught Peter's attention, his eyes following fancy black shoes as they tread through the water on the sidewalks. Those shoes seemed familiar... Following the shoes up to the black pants and the rest of the body, Peter's hopes suddenly skyrocketed.

"Loki!"

Without thinking, Peter ran over to him and stopped right in front of Loki, bringing the man to a halt.

"What do you want?" Loki asked, scowling slightly. "I am not in a good mood today, so hurry along before you regret it."

The pup faltered slightly as Loki sidestepped him and continued to walk to the park exit. Loki was just going to leave him there, a defenseless little puppy? This was Peter's first glimmer of hope since this whole thing started, he wouldn't let it pass that easily.

Running after him, Peter bit down on Loki's pants, growling and locking his feet in an attempt to hold the man there. And it sort of worked... Loki did stop. He was angry now though as he reached down and scooped Peter up with one hand under his stomach, holding him at eye level.

"You earth creatures are so-" Loki cut himself off as he stared at Peter's eyes. The boy's ears perked up, the hope that Loki would recognize him growing even more. "Strange... Your eyes are... very similar to someone I know."

Peter let out a yip, his tail wagging as he nodded his head, silently begging that Loki would finish putting the pieces together. He didn't know what he would do if this failed.

"This is ridiculous..." Loki sighed and closed his eyes in preparation for the embarrassment he was about to ensue on himself, "but bark three times if you're really Peter."

He was so happy, Peter almost wanted to cry. Instead, he did as Loki instructed and barked, laughing as Loki jumped a bit.

"Peter...?" Loki's eyes were wide as he stared down at the golden retrieve puppy in his hand, his brows furrowing in confusion as the puppy barked again. There was no way that this was Peter, humans weren't able to shape shift... But an enhanced might be able to. And the way that this dog was moving its head was very similar to the way a human would nod. "Did you get attacked by an enhanced...?"

The force of Peter's tail wagging was shaking his whole body, but he could care less. Loki believed him and he would find a way to fix this, Peter would be human again soon!

Loki's hold adjusted on Peter, tucking him safely into his chest. "We need to get you to the others and find out how to fix this. Stark should be able to find a way to understand you better, and make sure that you aren't hurt from this or anything."

Peter had a feeling that he shouldn't mention the way that his paw was in burning pain... but Bruce would probably figure that out pretty soon. The thought of what everyone's reaction would be to this made him a bit anxious, there might be some yelling, definitely lots of lecturing... Would he be grounded?

Those thoughts were slowly fading away though, because Loki unbuttoned his coat as he walked and moved Peter inside to keep him warm. And it was warm... Warm and safe and Peter was so tired and in pain. His eyes started to slip closed as he nuzzled more into Loki's chest, protected from the outside world and all the craziness he faced today.

Loki, while still trying to wrap his mind around the fact that Peter was a puppy, couldn't help his gaze from softening at the sight of his small head leaning against his arm while sleeping. This would be humiliating if this wasn't really Peter... but something told him that this was the boy. Those eyes alone were proof enough, Loki would recognize them anywhere - he had fallen victim to their begging far too many times.

How had this happened though? Peter was normally more careful when fighting enhanced, had something drastic happened to him in order for his guard to be down so much that he got hit with someone's power?  Or had the child done something stupid like ignore one of his attackers? It could honestly have gone either way, and that's what worried Loki. Because both of those scenarios could have resulted in Peter getting hurt, and he hadn't missed the way that Peter tried to keep weight off of his front paw... He also noticed how his breathing was heavy and his body was shaking; whatever Peter had gone through, it took a toll on this small body of his.

The trip back to the Compound was quick, Loki going straight there instead of to the store to look for Thor's 'limited edition pop-tarts' like he was supposed to. Once at the Compound though... things were hectic.

People were running all around, both inside and out. Most of them were carrying papers or preparing vehicles to leave, it was almost as if they were getting ready for a mission... 

"Brother!" A deep voice called, Loki's head turning away from the workers to see Thor quickly walking to him. "Peter has gone missing, Stark says he was injured before all of his sensors were dropped from the radar. Some of us are about to head out to search for him now."

Loki sighed, he was about to be laughed at by everyone... "Don't let them leave, I need to meet with everyone at once. I know where Peter is."

Thor's eyes widened as he watched his brother stride into the large building, confusion on his face as he slowly went off to round up the search party that was about to head out.

Once everyone was - reluctantly - pulled away from their duties to meet in the mission briefing room, Loki had formed some kind of an idea of what to say to them all. Now he just needed them to believe him...

"Loki," Stark commanded as he walked into the room, "Thor said you know where Peter is? What happened, were you there?"

He shook his head slightly as he looked across the faces of everyone there, "No, I wasn't there. But I found Peter later on and got a little information out of him..."

"Just a little?" Natasha asked, raising an eyebrow. She was not getting a good feeling from any of this.

"Peter is not able to... communicate properly right now."

"Is he hurt? Was he attacked? Where is he?" 

Loki took a breath, feeling Peter shifting in his arms and most likely starting to wake up from the voices around him. "He was fighting an enhanced... I do not know all the details myself, but apparently they had a very unique power that Peter wasn't expecting. And he was hit with that power... "

Peter moved around more in Loki's jacket, the shuffling bringing everyone's attention to it.

"What's in your jacket, brother?"

He had come this far, he thought, might as well go all the way. Opening his jacket, Loki set the sleepy puppy on the table, "He was turned into a dog."

It was silent for a while, everyone just staring at the two as they took in the words Loki had just said. It was hard to believe, and even still they may need convincing, but with a little effort they would see reason.

"This is no time for pranks, Loki!" Tony glared, "Peter is out there, probably hurt, and you're playing games like this?"

"Do I look to be in a gaming mood? Especially if it has to do with Peter missing? Look at his eyes, talk to him," Loki nudged the pup forward a bit, "this is Peter!"

"You're delusional," Tony said as he stepped closer, leaning down to look at the puppy. "There is no way that someone has a supper power to turn people into animals. That is... im...possible?" Tony squinted his eyes at the small dog, staring into those large brown eyes that he had seen many times from another body. He had seen them many times begging for missions and later curfews and suit adjustments and holy crap that was Peter...

There was definitely no mistaking those eyes once everyone had gotten a good look, there was no doubt left. This pup was Peter, and now they had to find a way to change him back. Or did they...? No, they had to, because May would probably kill them if they didn't.

However, it might take some time. No one had ever thought of finding a way to turn an animal into a human before, or vice versa. Tony and Bruce would really have to put their heads together for it while Cap and Thor went out to look for the enhanced. Nat and Clint decided that they would research old SHIELD files to find anything that would help, locking themselves in the briefing room with strict orders to not disturb them.

 That left Loki to look after Peter.

It was strange at first, Loki was definitely not a dog type of person and looking after one was not really on the top of his to-do list. But after treating Peter's injured paw and bringing him into the family room, it was a bit funny. 

Loki would toss a small plastic lid around and Peter would chase it and bring it back to him. Watching as Peter clumsily clomped around the room to chase the little thing was enough to bring a smile out of Loki, or when Peter would give a small bark or growl when the lid rolled under something and Loki would laugh as he retrieved it.

They played like that for a while, only stopping when the pup tired himself out and decided to curl up on Loki's lap for a nap. That was... different. When he was in human form, Peter had never cuddled into Loki; so the man had very little clue about what to do or how to react to such affection. Slowly and hesitantly, Loki lowered his hand onto Peter's head to gently pet it. He figured that it was the right thing to do when his fluffy golden tail started to lazily wag. 

It was then that Loki understood what Peter meant the first time they met. "On a scale of one to ten - ten being the worst evil imaginable, like... killing puppies..."  If all puppies were like Peter, Loki could definitely grow to love them.

He didn't know when he had fallen asleep, but Loki was soon awoken by the sound of Peter's groans and bones snapping. His body jerked as his eyes snapped open, looking down at the suffering puppy in his lap.

"Peter?" Loki gently placed a hand on him, but removed it when Peter yelped. "Friday, call Stark and Banner in here now! Something's wrong with Peter."

"Right away, sir."

Loki's worry soon changed into confusion as Peter's body began to grow, his bones shifting into different positions until he was starting to take a human shape. Realizing what was happening, Loki shrugged out of his suit jacket and draped it over him just as Peter's human voice started to come back.

It took only a few minutes for Peter to finish the change, but the boy looked absolutely exhausted afterwards that one could mistake it for hours of strenuous exercise.

Loki ran his hand through Peter's hair as the boy panted, tightly gripping the man's black pants. "It's alright," Loki muttered, "just breathe, it'll pass soon." He really hoped it passed soon...

Footsteps thundered down the hall as Tony and Bruce ran in, panic on their faces as they expected the worst. What they were not expecting was a mostly naked human Peter laying on the sofa.

The boy looked up with an embarrassed smile and small chuckle, "Um... I'm back...?"

A/N: so.... I think I need to clarify something here... This story isn't Loki X Peter story, there will be no romance between these two AT ALL. Any requests asking for FrostSpider things will be deleted. Peter is a minor and Loki is a couple hundred years old, meaning that it would be pedophilia. This story focuses on Loki and Peter with a Mom and Son relationship, which makes it even more awkward for me. I have the same views for Starker and SpideyPool, change the ages of a ship to make it legal please.

And on a similar note... THIS IS A RATED TEEN STORY, I WILL NOT WRITE A SMUT FIC THREESOME BETWEEN LOKI X PETER X TONY. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE, PLEASE UNDERSTAND I AM NOT COMFORTABLE WITH THAT AT ALL.