AN! Ok, so I don't really want the reader in this small series... so, I won't actively add reader, but if there is a point in which I can... then I will. This is mainly Peter Whump with MJ and Ned.

𝖁𝖊𝖓𝖎𝖈𝖊- 𝖂𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖒𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗

Peter jumped across the poles sticking out of the water and across the churning water beneath him. He used a pole to push himself over the railing of the bridge and help with getting everybody else off safely. Suddenly, his 6th sense blared at him and he had just enough time to turn around before a blast of water was powerful enough to knock him back a good 4 or 5 feet into the wall behind him. He yelled out in pain when his back crashed into the wall and laid there dazed for a while. His back was radiating waves of pain and he bit his lip, trying not to cry out.

His vision cleared up enough for him to see a... flying man? Peter stood up, the pain now at the back of his mind. He saw a mask on the floor and picked up. He put it onto his face and climbed to the top of the building he was near and called out for the flying man to let him help.

The water thing smashed into the building Peter was on and he flipped to the next one. His back screamed in agony but Peter ignored it: there were people that needed saving.

The flying man eventually said for Peter to help the civilians. Peter followed the water thing round a corner and saw it was heading for his class. "Seriously?" Peter muttered to himself before taking off again. He headed for the bell tower where the structure was collapsing. He tied his webs around and landed inside the place where the bell was kept.

Suddenly, the monster knocked into the tower again and caused the frail structure to start collapsing again, even with the assistance of Peter's durable webs. Peter thought quickly. He shot a web to the nearest building to his left and to his right. As the bell tower listed forwards, Peter slid forwards as well. A noise of surprise came out of his mouth and he banged his head on the bell. He groaned in pain as he fell down, his grip on the webs slacking. He grabbed the webs again and slid forwards again.

Once again, feeling his head crack on the bell once more. His vision began blurring, but Peter forced himself to focus.

He fired a new set of webs at the same buildings as before and held on tightly as he was pulled forwards once more. He could feel his muscles screaming in protest. He yelled in pain as the webs began splintering. He watched as Mr Harrington moved the kids away from the slowly slipping bell tower.

As soon as his School was out of the way, Peter felt his strength dwindling away and couldn't help it when the webs slid out of his hands and the bell tower crashed to the ground.

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Peter found Ned rather quickly. They were all to go back to the hotel and stay there for the rest of the day. Around 30 minutes after the bell tower, Peter felt himself get very tired. He and Ned walked up to their room, but Peter had to stop on the stairs. He pressed a hand to the bottom of his spine, where the pain was most prominent, but pulled his hand away with a sharp hiss. Ned turned around and saw Peter struggling. "Pete?" Ned asked, coming over. Peter was aware of another presence as well but chose to ignore it. "I must've hurt my back when we were being attacked." Peter grit out, pain lacing his strained voice. Ned frowned, "What can I do?" Peter was about to respond but chose to bit his tongue instead because the pain was even worse and he could feel tears coming to his eyes. Ned helped Peter up the stairs and took one arm and wrapped it around his shoulder. Peter could've cried at his best friend.

Peter felt his senses warn of another presence near his back and he flinched inwards, trying to protect his back.

Bad idea.

His back flared up with pain again and he couldn't' help the whine of pain.

Suddenly, another person grabbed Peter's arm and wrapped it around their shoulders. Peter could smell a hint of vanilla and glanced up.

MJ was helping him.

Peter stayed quiet while they helped him to his room. MJ stood awkwardly while Ned helped Peter out of his trousers and put his PJ pants on. It came to his shirt, but Peter couldn't find the strength to stay up while Ned did it. "Hey... MJ?" Ned called, uncertain. MJ came over. "could you help me?" Ned asked, pointing to Peter. "Can you hold him while I take his shirt off? He can't sit up," Ned explained, pointing to the sweating and pale Peter. MJ felt her stone heart clench. "Sure," She agreed. She sat on the bed and let Peter lean on her while Ned undid his shirt buttons. When the buttons were undone, MJ gently pushed Peter up so Ned could take the shirt off. MJ couldn't help but look at Peter's six-pack. Ned grabbed a shirt and MJ gently pushed Peter up again. She felt her heartbreak when he let a whimper of pain. Ned put the soft shirt on him. MJ helped arrange Peter so he was still on his back and comfortable. Peter breathed out deeply, his eyes falling shut. MJ suddenly felt awkward, "Ok... I'm gonna go...now...yeah." MJ made a move to leave when a weak voice said, "thank you." MJ felt her heart seize. "Yeah." She said and left the room.