An-The team finds out just how much Peter and May are struggling for money

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Peter was shuffling into the common room, the duct tape on his shoes was peeling off and he really needed to get a new pair, but May and him had been struggling with the bills for a couple of months cause the hospital was going through budget cuts, which included paychecks.

Tony had called him there for the movie night, and he had excitedly agreed, and organised it with May, who was more than happy to have him at the tower for the night, where he could eat as much as he needed. He was practically bouncing on his feet as he plopped himself down next to Tony, who had raised an arm, "Come on Underoos, seat right here's free." Peter smiled as he rambled on about his day, carefully slipping off his shoes so he could cross his legs on the couch. May didn't raise him to be impolite.

"You don't need to take your shoes off to sit on the couch kid." Peter just threw him a dirty look.

"You can't put shoes on the couch, it's gross!" Peter exclaimed, shrieking when Tony pulled his legs up to sit cross-legged, with his shoes on. Peter didn't notice clint picking up his shoes to examine them.

"Besides, how can you even call these shoes, they're practically held together by a couple of pieces of duct tape and super-glue." Peter threw him a glare, snatching the shoes out of Peter's grasp and checking they weren't further damaged. Satisfied he placed them down on the floor again.

"Don't do that again! They're the last pair I have!" The team was now gathered around, examining the commotion, most of them looked worried, and Peter was growing hot under the gaze of the team.

"What do you mean they're your last pair? Can't you just get new ones." Tony said, confusion evident in his tone.

"You forget that May and I live in the shittiest part of town, and May is a nurse, if you can't figure it out, we're basically poor. Most months we can barely pay rent, and May's paycheck just got cut. We can't afford new anything, so basically everything we own is held together by duct tape when we can afford it. I haven't gotten new anything since I was fourteen. Cause of the stuff with my parents we get free clothes all the time, but they never give us shoes, cause no one donates shoes." Peter would be very happy right now if the couch swallowed him up, he was talking with his childhood heroes about his and May's financial problems, that he knew of, only a couple of them had ever had money problems. Besides they were living in the big fancy Stark towers, with everything they ever needed.

"Why didn't you tell us, kid? You could have come to me anytime and I would've helped you and May out." Tony said, pulling Peter closer, who just mumbled incoherently, "Kid, you gotta speak up, not everyone has super hearing."

"I didn't want to be a burden. Besides, since Uncle Ben's death May and I have gotten nothing but pity, and we are both equally sick of it." Tony just sighed heavily.

"Alright Underoos, I'll drop it, let's just watch the movie."

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Peter and May were having what they called a lazy day, basically where they don't do anything all day, as it was the one-off day May got. They were halfway Mean Girls when there was a knock on their door. May got up to answer the door, and opened it, Peter just expected it the be the old lady next door with memory problems, but instead, he heard May's confused voice. Peter huffed before standing up to join her at the door, he stopped rubbing his eyes to stare at the large box in front of them. It was white and had the Stark Industries logo printed all over it. The doorman had a note that paired with the box, he hastily shoved it into Peter's hands before rushing down the hallway.

Dear Peter+May

I heard you guys haven't been able to get any new wardrobe items, so I took liberty in ordering you guys some things. I asked around to find what you guys like, don't mention it.

P.S Pepper helped out in getting your stuff, you have her to thank.

May and Peter hurriedly pulled the box inside and opened it, May was in tears and wouldn't stop hugging him. Peter picked up one of the shoeboxes labelled with his name, a sticky note was attached to the top.

Underoos,

I better not see you in those ghastly shoes again in my tower

Peter smiled, opening the shoebox he smiled, they were custom made spiderman converse. He was so going to kill Tony.