"Everything seems to be normal now, you should be able to go home later today. We just want to run a few more tests to make sure there's no internal damage from what happened." said the doctor. "You have a heck of will to pull through that kid, I'll see you later when it's time for you to be released," he added before leaving the room leaving Peter and Aunt May alone.
"You don't have to wait, Aunt May, go home and get some rest. You heard the doctors I'm fine" encouraged Peter
"I will not! You barely lived through that Peter. I won't leave until the doctors say for sure that everything is now alright, understand" condemned Aunt May.
"Alright" replied Peter.
4 HOURS LATER
The doctor walked in and said with a joyful tone "All the tests showed you were perfectly fine, you seem to be incredibly healthy. You're good to be released! A nurse will arrive in around fifteen minutes to change your clothes and escort you out. All that's left is the paperwork." He smiled before leaving the room.
"Thank God," said Aunt May relieved.
20 MINUTES LATER
A young nurse walked in with her brown hair tied in a bun. "Peter?" she questioned.
"Yeah that's me" replied Peter
The nurse set down a pair of old-looking blue jeans, a brown shirt, and some plain black trainers. "Arms up," she said looking at Peter waiting.
"Oh no, I can change myself," he said in an awkward manner waving his hand in front of her.
"Rules are rules," she said fluttering her hands up to signal (get those fucking arms up).
Peter let out a nervous laugh and smile before slowly placing his arms up. The nurse removed his hospital shirt revealing a chiseled six-pack and muscular body. Peter looked down bewildered at what he was seeing. He was half tempted to feel them himself but realized how it would look with the nurse in the room. The nurse blinked her eyes in quite a surprise as well. She didn't expect this nerdy-looking kid to have such a body.
"So, you go to the gym often?" spoke the nurse trying to break the awkward silence.
"Not really" replied Peter and let out another nervous laugh.
After around five minutes of the nurse awkwardly changing him he was placed in a wheelchair and wheeled out. Uncle Ben was waiting outside in his car. The car ride home was mostly his grandparents asking questions about how he felt. towards the end of the car ride, Aunt May remembered "Oh silly me Peter" she rummaged through her bag and pulled out a pair of glasses. "I forgot to give you back you're glasses here" She handed them over to Peter.
"Thank you Aunt May" replied Peter. He picked them up from her hands and placed them before taking them off. He put them on and took them again. He just realized he could see perfectly fine without them, what was happening. He just found out he had an amazing body and now he can see perfectly fine without his glasses, what was happening to him?
He placed the glasses into his pocket and Aunt May looked confused "Do you not need them anymore?"
"No, I can see perfectly fine" replied Peter. Aunt May looked a bit confused and surprised but quickly went back to normal.
When they got home and Uncle Ben opened the door Peter went to his room not saying a word, he wanted to see for real what was going on. His grandparents mistook this as him being quite shaken up from his near-death experience.
Peter closed the door behind him and quickly took his shirt off and flexed in the mirror. He couldn't believe what he was seeing, he was completely astonished. He was so skinny, not an ounce of muscle now all of a sudden he jacked. He slowly touched and caressed his new six-pack and smiled 'Hell yeah' he thought.
He acted out talking to Mary Jane in the mirror not realizing how cringe he was currently being. He let out a large yawn and swayed his arms upwards when a sudden string of fluid left his wrist and hit the Iron Man action figure he had on his shelf. He looked at what happened and quickly jumped back startled at what just happened screaming "HOLY SHIT!".
"LANGUAGE" roared Aunt May from downstairs
Peter couldn't keep his eyes off the weird type of string that came up from him before replying "Sorry Aunt May". He leaned closer to the string and flicked it and it slightly vibrated. 'This came out of me?' he thought completely dumbfounded and his mouth gaping wide open.
He slightly rubbed where the web came from and felt a small little hole. He then tore the web off and placed it on the other side of the room creating a string that went across his room. He flicked it again and it slightly vibrated. He rushed to his little desk and pulled out a pair of razor-sharp scissors. He proceeded to try and cut the string and when that didn't work he put all the force he could into it eventually causing them to snap. The sharp part of the scissors had a little dent in them. He looked at the half that to the floor, then at the string, then at his hand which still held the other part of the scissors. He clenched his fists as tightly as he could before opening them again and a clump of what used to be scissors fell out.
'I'm a fucking superhero' he thought. He looked at the water bottle he had on his desk and waved his hands in multiple different positions trying to activate the web again.
Eventually pointing his thumb, pinkie, and his index finger. Out swished a string of reb that enveloped the water bottle, Peter quickly pulled it back and the bottle flew with the string right onto Peter's forehead.
The bottle fell to the ground and Peter let out a slight cry of pain and held his other hand over his forehead. Peter looked at both of his wrists and clenched his fists before a big wide smile appeared across his face.
'Holy Shit. I'm a fucking superhero!'