Peter chuckled when MJ lightly slapped him.
"That was for making me think you were dead loser." She said with a few tears in her eyes.

Peter smiled and reached his other arm, the one not holding Tony's hand, to hold hers. But... nothing was there.

He sucked in a breath as the pain and the memories flew back to him.

Failure...
Worthless...
Burden...
Useless...

He shook the thoughts away, but Tony noticed of course.
"Pete, what is it?" (I don't know Tony he just got his freaking arm cut off??)
Peter sighed and looked at where his arm used to be.

"I was in so much pain. I-I couldn't stand it anymore... but I wouldn't let myself go, because I knew I had to save them..." Peter said quietly. MJ and Ned leaned forward and hugged their best friend.

"You know kid, me and your Uncle Bruce got some vibranium from T'Challa, and we made you an arm. Just like Uncle Bucky's." Tony said with a small smile. He figured he would ask the kid about the branding later.

Peter jumped up in the bed, broken ribs healed long ago, in excitement.
"Really!" He cheered. Tony nodded with a laugh.
"Really."

MJ and Ned waved goodbye to Peter as they had to leave.
"Bye Peter, see you at school next week." Ned said as they left.

Yes they did get kidnapped, tortured and all that, but they still had to go to school. At least they got a week off, right?

The next morning was Sunday, and Peter was allowed to leave the med bay. Tony helped him into the common room, where he saw all of his family.

"Welcome back Peter!" They all shouted when he entered the room. Peter smiled and ran up to hug them all.
"I've missed you guys so much!"

They hugged him back.
"We missed you too Pete." Steve said.

They spent the rest of the day, playing video games, eating whatever Peter wanted, until it was almost 9 o'clock.

"Hey kid?" Tony called out. Peter looked away from his 20th round of Mario Kart.
"Yea dad?"

Tony pulled out a big box from behind him and held it out to Peter.
"Of course you don't have to use it if you don't want to, but if you do, it's here." He smiled.

Peter skipped over and opened the box. Inside was a vibranium arm, with blue and red web detailing on it. (I don't know how prosthetic arms work so just imagine that it like clips in or something)

He slipped it on over his mostly healed shoulder, and moved it around. He smiled to Tony.
"Wow... thanks dad..."
Tony smiled back.
"You're welcome kiddo, now head on up to bed okay? You got a big day at school tomorrow."

Peter nodded and ran up the stairs to his room. He didn't notice yet, but Bucky had followed him.

He walked into his room and flopped down onto the bed. He began studying the metal arm, moving it around, poking at it and frowning because he wished he could feel it.

Bucky then made his presence known.
"Doesn't feel right does it?" He said, walking inside the arachnids room.

Peter shook his head.
"I just wish that I could... feel it."
Bucky nodded.
"I know kid. That arm will never replace the one you used to have, but eventually you'll get used to it."

Peter nodded and looked up at the super soldier. He had tears welling up in his eyes.
"I-I tried so hard to be strong... for Ned and MJ, but it was so hard. I just wanted it to end..."

Bucky nodded, thinking of what he could say to the poor kid.
"When i was at Hydra, I tried my best to stay strong too, for Steve. I just knew how worried he would have been... but soon enough I realized, that no one was coming for me, and when I gave up, that's when they broke me..."

Peter looked up in shock at his uncle.
"Can I see it?" Bucky asked. (I swear to god if anyone makes this something it's not)

Peter looked confused.
"It's okay kid, I have one too." He said and pulled up his shirt to reveal a fading HYDRA brand on his lower abdomen.
Peter pulled off his shirt to reveal the scarred four letters on his chest. FWBU.

Bucky looked at them, confused, as he tried to figure it out. Peter noticed this.
"Failure, worthless, burden, useless." Peter said quietly. Bucky looked at the teen.
"After he cut my arm off, he made me recite those four words for 5 hours. After that much time, you really start to believe it..."

Bucky paused for a moment, the brought Peter into a warm hug.
"But you're still here Pete. You are alive and in control. They didn't break you Peter. Yes they scarred you, but scars fade. You survived kid."

Peter returned the hug warmly and let out a big yawn. Bucky smiled as he pulled the blankets overtop of Peter.
"Goodnight Pete."
"Night Uncle Bucky."

The next morning, Peter jumped out bed. He threw on some jeans and a sweater (to cover up the arm) and headed downstairs. He was met with a stack of pancakes and some orange juice.

He smiled and began to chomp down on the meal.
"Ready for school kid?" Tony asked as he held some keys in his hands. Peter nodded as he went to rinse off his now empty plate.

They ran down to the garage and drive off in one of Tony's expensive cars. This one was Peter's favourite. It was an orange Lamborghini.

Tony waved as Peter got out of the car.
"Call me if you need anything. Okay?"
Peter nodded.
"You got it!" He said and walked into the school.

When he got inside, he saw Ned and MJ standing by their lockers. He quickly walked over to them and waved.
"Hey guys!" Peter smiled. MJ and Ned smiled back. Ned's bruise was completely gone, and for MJ there was barely even a scar.

"Hey Peter! How's it going?" Ned asked.
"Good. Dad gave me the, uh thing, last night." Peter said. MJ chuckled at his horrible attempt at secrecy.

The bell rang, and everyone headed off to class.

Peter's day was going great, until gym class came around. Peter obviously did gym in a baggy long sleeve shirt, so he waited until everyone was gone before he changed back into his sweater.

When the room was empty, except for him and Ned, Peter began to change. He was almost finished, when the door swung open and in walked Flash.

Peter gulped and turned to the side, effectively hiding his scars, arm and branding. Flash however, decided to be a pain.

"Oi penis! What ya hiding huh?" He taunted. He began to walk over and Ned tried to stop him.
"Leave him alone Flash."

Flash rolled his eyes and shoved Ned into some lockers then made his way over to Peter. Peter was quickly trying to rustle his sweater on, but Flash ripped it out of his hands, causing Peter to spin around.

Flash gasped when he saw him.
"What the fu-" he began but Peter slapped a hand (a real one) over his mouth. Flash pushed his hand away but still gaped like a fish at Peter.

"Penis why the hell do you have a metal arm, and what are those letters on your chest. Holy shit, penis is in a cult!"

Peter face palmed and rolled his eyes.
"Flash I'm not in a cult. If i tell you this, you can't tell anybody. Understand?"

Flash rolled his eyes and scoffed.
"Ya what are you gonna go penis, send your 'friend' Tony Stark to get me?"

Peter sighed, grabbed onto Flash's arm with his metal one and oh so lightly squeezed.
"No, I'll do it myself."

Flash gulped and nodded quickly, causing Peter to let go.
"Okay so basically, I'm Spider-Man." He said.

Flash scoffed again, causing Peter to roll his eyes and jump up onto the ceiling and walk around. Then he shot a web at the door, locking it.

Flash's eyes widened and he sat down on the bench.
"Oh god, I've been bullying Spider-Man.... Flash you idiot!"

Peter chuckled.
"It's okay Flash, I forgive you." He smiled.
Flash looked confused.
"Why? I was always a total asshole to you."

Peter and Ned nodded.
"True. Okay I'll forgive you, in exchange for you keeping this secret."

Flash nodded.
"Deal. But what's with the arm?"
Peter looked at his metal arm.
"Ohh right ya so basically me Ned and MJ got kidnapped last week and the guys cut my arm off and branded me." He shrugged.

Flash fell over.
"Oh my god Peter! Are you all okay?"
Peter smiled at how nice Flash was being now.
"I mean i kinda don't have an arm anymore, but yea I think other than that we're good."

Flash passed out.

A few days after the incident, they told MJ about what happened, and Flash even became friends with them, ditching his old d-bag friends that forced him to bully Peter.

So that was that! All was well in the life of Peter Parker-Stark.

Well at least for now....

Yay that's all. Also umm can we just take a minute and breathe after being drowned in james charles and Tati and Jeffree (for some reason) tea!? I personally give up on trying to figure all that out and imma just wait till they start posting about makeup again. Oki bye now!
~Taco-bout that tea

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