FIC: Spiderman: Feeling Miserable

[aussieblokeintexas]

Title: Feeling miserable

Superhero involved: Spiderman

Summary: Spidey's sick and just can't fight crime today.

Rating: PG (possibly bad language)

Feedback: Please!!!!

Aching all over, Peter Parker awoke from his most recent nightmare.

Suddenly, the room flooded with light. Quickly, grabbing a second

pillow next to him and sandwiching his head between the two pillows,

he tried to smuther the light that was inching in from the cracks.

"Hey Tiger, Aunt May sent me up to wake you up for class..." Mary

Jane Watson, God how he loved her. Her voice was angelic to his

aching head. Her skin soft as she tried to pry the second pillow off

of her head by grabbing his arm. Her beautiful eyes pools that he

could dive into and be lost for centuries. Her concerned look...wait,

crap! he'd zoned out again, "I thought one too many sleepless nights

would do you in."

"Huh?" 'Oh, that was intelligent, Parker' he thought to himself.

She just smiled. It was like the sun was reflecting off her perfect

teeth and mocking him by telling him he'd never have this angel that

sat on the bed next to him. "You silly, get up and get ready for

class before you get even more overheated from all of these covers."

And that was it, she left him alone in the room. Shivering slightly,

he took a deep breath and threw the covers off. Dressing quickly, he

through on some pants, a T-shirt and a sweatshirt, and hurried

downstairs. "Peter, don't forget to stop by the store and pick up

some milk, will you?"

"Sure thing, Aunt May," Peter shouted seeing Mary Jane outside

waiting for him.

"I hope this Chemistry test isn't hard," MJ said as they walked

toward school.

"It shouldn't be, its only over electron configuration, and quantum

numbers."

"Easy for you to say, you're a chemistry whiz."

"That doesn't mea...ehhh....ESHOOO!aaaaCHOOO!...mean its easy," Peter

said rubbing his nose with the back of his hand.

"You feeling okay, Tiger?"

"Yeah, its probably just allergies or sinuses." 'Definitely have the

headache to prove its sinuses' he thought to himself.

But by lunch time, it was obvious it wasn't just sinuses or

allergies. Walking down to the university nurse's office, Peter

phoned his Aunt May letting her know that he was on his way home.

Getting home within fifteen minutes, Peter went straight to his room,

grabbing the box of tissues from his bathroom on the way.

hehh...hehhhh...HEH-SHOOO!aahhhhSHOOOO! Lying down on his bed he

slept the rest of the afternoon.

"Hey Tiger, I heard you weren't feeling well," MJ said, wiping the

cool cloth across his forehead.

"Ugh! I hate being sick, MJ. My head is going to explode, if I don't

shoot it off first."

Lying the cool cloth across his eyes and forehead, she felt him relax

next to him. "I hope you feel better, Parker," kissing the tip of his

nose, she felt him inhale. ehhh...EESHOOO!

The End

[queenie]

Just the slightest bit too cute for words.

[chui]

very cool!!! and very very sweet! i love the nose-kiss at the end!

[sneezysammy345]

Awww. Poor Peter. Hope he feels better!