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~Peter Parker was your average teen, except he wasn't. Peter Parker is Spiderman, Tony Stark's intern, and a trans guy.~

Peter Parker had not had the best life, he lost his parents, then his uncle. He got bit by a radioactive spider, he was trans, he was bullied and harassed by Flash, and his mental health was not in the best place. 

"Peter!" 

"What?" Peter groaned as he woke up to May yelling for him. When he checked his alarm clock, it was four in the morning, he rolled over to smoosh his head into the pillow. But as he remembered the reason May was waking him so early, he grinned into his pillow. It was finally spring break and Mister Stark had invited him to the tower for the week. That was not however why he was up. 

"Peter, we have to leave for the doctors in twenty minutes or we will be late!" May yelled, "If you do not get up now, we won't be back in time for you to go to the tower!" Peter shot up from his bed as he remembered the true reason that he was not asleep dreaming about swinging through Queens. 

"I'm coming May!" Peter hurriedly dressed, putting on two sports bras, his packer, tight briefs, and one of his favorite outfits. He really hated wearing his double sports bra combo, but it helped him pass. His outfit of the day was a "Get Real" "Be Rational" math shirt, a pair of old jeans, the pair of spiderman converse Mister Stark gave him as a thank you gift, and an old MIT hoodie.  The hoodie may or may not have been snatched from the tower when he visited to get his suit fixed. 

Peter dashed down the stairs, "Morning May, when are we leaving?" he asked in one breath. May smiled as she took in her nephew's outfit and shoved a plate of food at him. 

"We leave, Peter, when you finish eating" May had always made sure he ate enough but after the bite, her worries had increased. May knew that because of his fast metabolism, Peter needed more food, more often to stay healthy and energized. 

"k." Peter replied as he opened up his phone to see three new messages. Two from his "Losers" groupchat and, he did a double take, he had a message from Mister Stark! Peter's brain immediately started going a mile a minute. He decided it would less stressful to talk to Ned and MJ first. 

guyinthechair: Peter, what are you doing today?

mj: You good Peter?

PP: Yup, Im going to the doctor today!

"Peter, its time to leave!"

"Okay May, LET'S GO, LET'S GO, LET'S GO!!!!" Peter turned off his phone and grabbed his backpack  full of all his necessities: Phone, Wallet, Keys, Suit, Web Shooters, Fidgets, and Noise Cancelling Headphones. (Because I have decided that I am going to project onto him, he now has ADHD and other mental things!) He climbed into May's old car, bumping his head on the way in. He put on his headphones and started his Spiderman playlist. 

Eighty minutes later, May was parking at the doctor's office and they were getting out of the car. May grabbed Peter's hand as they stepped inside to show her support and comfort for her nephew. The technician at the check-in desk greeted them with a cheery "Good Morning, welcome to the Youth Gender Specialist! What is your legal name, pronouns, and appointment time?" 

Peter stepped up, "Hey, my legal name is Paige Parker, He/Him, and my appointment is at 6:00." 

"Okie-Dokie, Mr. Parker, can you and your guardian fill out this paperwork for us please?" The paperwork was relatively simple, it asked his age, DOB, guardian, insurance, chosen name, pronouns, and medical conditions. Peter quickly finished it and handed it back to the technician, who introduced themself as Axel, They/Them and said that the doctor would be with him shortly. Peter sat back down and fidgeted nervously, he was really excited that all the therapy and counselor meetings were finally paying off. He was going to start HRT, get his first dose of T, and then spend break at Stark Tower with Mister Stark and the avengers. Maybe his life was looking up. 

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"Peter Parker?" The boy in question looked up from his phone with a small smile and a fidgety nervous look about him.

"Yes, that's me!" It was unclear whether Peter was exited, nervous, just fidgety, or a combination of all of them. The nurse showed him through the door to one of the exam rooms. May followed a couple steps behind, not close enough to be overwhelming, but not too far away. Peter knew where she stood on this, she was overjoyed that Peter was able to finally do this with the "Grant money" (Cash, Tony had given Peter over time) from Mister Stark and some money they had been saving up for a year or two when they could.

Out of the corner of his eye, Peter saw May pausing at the door. She sent him a questioning look that said quite plainly, "I don't have to come in if you don't want me to."

"Hey, May will you sit with me please?" He asked hopefully, then he continued, knowing full well she would, "I'm kinda nersited (nervous/exited) and I don't really like needles. But y-you don't have to if you don't wanna." He smiled at her, they both knew what the answer would be, they had known from the moment that she and Ben had adopted him what the answer to questions like this would be.

May smiled, "Of course, Petey, I will always be there for you." They had known this forever too, but it was not always spoken out loud and Peter's intrusive thoughts commented about that a lot.

Peter was relatively calm throughout the first part of the appointment, answering all of the doctor's questions calmly and politely. After about forty-five minutes of questions and discussions about how to properly use the hormones, his doctor, who had earlier introduced herself as Dr. Emily Boschers, asked the question Peter had been waiting for.

"So, Peter, now that you know how to properly administer Testosterone, and I have apparently answered all of your questions," May smiled down at her nephew as she saw the anticipation written all over his face. He knew what Dr. Boschers was about to ask, and he gave May an exited smile as his doctor continued. "The last thing we need to figure out, is if you want to start T this week or if you want to start sometime in the next month."

"THIS WEEK!" Peter screamed, his delighted smile present at last. His hands flapping and shaking in his excitement. (I know that not everyone stims like that, but I do so I am going to big time project onto Peter)

"What he is trying to say," May started, but before she could finish, Dr. Boschers cut in.

"I think I understand, I deal with patients with similar reactions all the time." She turned to Peter and smiled warmly at him, "Okay, we are going to send your prescription to your pharmacy, it should arrive in the next couple of days!" Looking over at May she added, "There will be a text that goes through when his prescription is ready for pick-up."

Through his happiness, Peter somehow remembered to thank her many times as they headed back to the main desk to schedule his follow-up. As he and May walked back to the car, he remembered about his text from Mister Stark. High on his dopamine rush, Peter was confident enough to open the text. When he had first opened his phone this morning, he had done a double take and freaked out when he saw Mister Stark's contact pop up. Now he felt a little foolish for freaking out so much because when he looked at the text and it was a normal text he sighed in relief.

MisterStarkIronManSir: Hey kiddo, just letting you know that happy will be picking you up at noon instead of 10

Peter: Okie-Dokie, Mister Stark

MisterStarkIronManSir: Kid, I told you not to call me Mister Stark, it makes me feel old

Peter: Of course Mister Stark, sir

Smirking, Peter closed his phone. He put on his "Fe-Man" playlist and fell asleep listening to AC/DC.

"Petey, wake up" Peter was woken by his aunt softly calling his name. He looked around and not recognizing the area that May was parking he asked "Where are we May?"

"Well," she started, "Mister Stark texted me and told me about your updated pick-up time, so I decided that we could stop for a coffee before you leave me for the week." May said with a teasing glint in her eye that Peter evidently missed.

Peter gasped as he remembered that May would be by herself all break, "Oh uh May, you know you can come visit the tower, and uh um I can come visit you too. You know, in case you get lonely." He finished with his head tilted slightly to the left.

May turned around to look at Peter dead in the eye, "Peter Benjamin Parker"

Peter looked slightly nervous at the use of his full name, "Uh, yes, that's me?" he stated confusedly.

"PETER"

"Sorry, you just never use my full name?"

"I know-"

"Yeah, but when I mean never I mean never" Peter interrupted, "You are also probably going to be fine while i'm at the tower. And what kind of coffee should I get?"

May looked at him the way he figured parents looked lovingly at their kids, and they went to get their coffees.  Peter ended up ordering what he always did, a high caffeine coffee with an ungodly amount of sugar. And a Snapple, and one, or two, or three, croissants.  As he consumed his sugar on the way back to their house, he was deep in thought. May asked him if he was alright a couple of times, but he did not hear her. His head was stuck on worrying about accidentally outing himself to the avengers, how much his ribs and chest hurt, his most resent lab project, and blowing it all with the Avengers and them deciding that they did not actually like him that much. 

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Once Peter and May got back to their house, Peter started packing for his stay at the Avengers tower. His room was a bit of a mess, and he made a bigger mess looking for his charger, backup web shooters, and all the clothes he wanted to bring.

"Peter, don't forget your headphones, charger, packer, or extra binders!" May called out to him as he zipped up his bag.

"Oh, shit" Peter froze, "May, where are my headphones?"

"Peter, you have like seven pairs of headphones, which ones?"

"My spiderman ones that Mister Stark made for me, the special ones for my enhanced hearing"

May sighed, "Peter, there on the table next to your extra web fluid, come get all your stuff, Mr. Hogun will be here in ten minutes!"

Peter dashed down the stairs, knowing full well that while Happy didn't hate him, if he wasn't ready he would get yelled at or would have to swing to the tower. Originally when Mister Stark had invited him, Peter had suggested just swinging over to the tower, it wouldn't take him that long and then "Mister Hogun would not have to come all the way out to my house, Mister Stark!" Tony had just responded by telling him not to call him "Mister Stark"

Outside a loud horn honked and Peter, carrying all his stuff dashed outside to see Happy in a black, expensive looking car.

"Heyy Happy!!" Peter exclaimed, somehow waving while carrying his suitcase, backpack, and drink. Happy rolled his eyes fondly as he waved back, motioning for Peter to open the door as May came outside to wave them off.

Peter climbed in the car after hugging his aunt and stuck his head out the window, "Love you May, I'll see you soon yeah, text me!"

Happy turned his attention from Peter to May and reassured her that her nephew would be safe and that if she needed ANYTHING, to call them. May waved to Peter as the car drove off down the street towards an intersection, turbed right, and drove out of sight. Humming, May Parker walked inside, ready for time to herself.

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Hi,

Sorry i still havent posted, i am writing this fic on my reading kindle, and honestly, I have had such a rough couple of months. Im working on a new chapter for you guys, but school did start and I dont want to be unreliable but i am unreliable. anyway, thanks for the support, hopefully update soon, if anyone has anything they want to see happen, comment.

Love y'all

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