Tony was in his lab (as per usual) when he heard a loud thump from the corridor at the middle of the night.
Tony: FRIDAY, what time is it?
FRIDAY: It's 2:24 AM. Peter Parker just crashed outside the corridor.
Tony stood up, pushing the stool to the floor, frantically leaving his worktable to check the corridor.
Tony: Why did he crash what happened where is he
FRIDAY: He's 4 feet away from your door.
Tony: Turn on the corridor lights, please.
Tony opened the door and saw Peter, leaning on the wall, his right hand pressed to his left side. Tony let out a horrified moan when he saw Peter's bruised and cut face.
Peter smiled and coughed.
Peter: Hi Mr. Stark!
Tony approached Peter and sunk into his knees, cupping the boy's face.
Tony: Don't do that Jesus Christ FRIDAY what are the damages
FRIDAY: A mild concussion-
Tony: whAT THE FUCK
FRIDAY: -15 blunt force trauma-
Tony: KID JESUS CHRIST
Peter: Mr. Stark I'm fine
Tony, already heaving this time: no you're not jesus fucking christ
FRIDAY: -a 3-inch stab wound to his left side. That's all.
Tony: a STAB WOUND?!
FRIDAY: Should I now call medical help?
Tony picked up the kid bridal style and scurried along the corridor.
Tony: Yes please.
FRIDAY: Ok, boss. EMT arriving in 5 minutes.
Tony, to Peter: For the everloving fuck kid, what the fuck did you get yourself into?!
Peter: I just stopped a robbery, Mr. Stark. And I realized something.
Tony flipped his head to Peter, panic drawn all over his face.
Tony: what?!
Peter: I'm not made of cake.
Tony, horrified: FOR FUCK'S SAKE PETER!
