Want to know why I've been gone? Read the end note :) 

Especially read reason #3 please.

Requested by: forever_a_stargazer
Sorry it's a bit choppy :/

Peter has has epilepsy since he was little.

He's kept it a secret most of his life, but Tony found by accident.

So Peter said "fuck it" and told his teachers at school.

Little did he know, that would cause some big problems.

"What's up, epilepsy freak?" Flash slammed Peter against the lockers.

"Having epilepsy doesn't make me a freak, Flash. But it makes you a horrible person for making fun of me for having it." Peter smiled sweetly to his bully.

"Do you even have epilepsy, Parker? Or are you just trying to make everyone feel bad for you?"

"Why would I make that up?" Peter couldn't believe that Flash didn't believe him. Sure many people don't have it, but it's a real thing.

"You're lying about the internship, how do I know you're not lying about this too?"

Peter pushed Flash off of him. "You're disgusting." (D I S G U S T A N G)

"We'll see if you have Epilepsy, Parker. I'll prove you're lying."

"Okay what the fuck is your problem? Epilepsy isn't a joke, Peter would never make up something like that for attention." MJ said as she walked up to the pair.

Flash scoffed and walked off, MJ not missing a beat and flipping him off.

(Writers block. yAy)

It's been a few days and Flash has tried the most basic attempts to trigger Peter's epilepsy. But he isn't sensitive to flashing lights. That's not what triggers it.

Peter has a different case of epilepsy. Peter has Musicogenic Epilepsy. Which means he's triggered by certain types of music.

He's triggered by Jazz, which luckily isn't played anywhere that much anymore. So he doesn't have to be as cautious as some people with epilepsy. (Do you like J A Z Z)

It's not the music that triggers his epilepsy, it's the tempo and pitch and emotional associations.

Jazz was the music playing in May and Bens apartment on the day his parents dropped him off.

So Jazz is the cause of his seizures. Not flashing lights like most people think, like Flash.

So Flash's attempts actually made Peter laugh.

"What's so funny?"

"There's different types of epilepsy, Flash. Not everyone is triggered by flashing lights." Peter informed him, the look in his face was very amusing.

"What?"

Peter shrugged, "Do your research before you try anything else."

"So what type of epilepsy do you have?" Flash sat beside Peter at lunch, basically glaring into his soul.

"I'm not going to tell you just so you can give me a seizure, those things are deadly if you didn't know." Peter took a bite of his mash potatoes, pointing the fork at Flash.

Flash got up to leave. "Whatever, I'll figure it out."

Flash is by far the dumbest human being Peter has ever met.

(Hi this is for plot. It's very random but my writers block loves me at the moment so this is what I'm gonna do since I promised to get this out today.)

"Hey Peter!" Ned ran up to his friend. "I heard Flash has been trying to trigger your epilepsy. Are you alright?"

Peter smiled at his best friend. "Yeah, Flash hasn't figured out what triggers me yet."

"I mean who would guess Jazz would cause you to have a seizure?" Ned and Peter smiled at each other as they parted ways to go to class.

"Jazz triggers Parker? What the hell? If that's not a lie I don't know what is." Flash was now talking to himself in the hallway.

Creep.

"Well if it does then I can just pull a few strings to find out," Flash made his way to the front office. "May I see the principal?"

"Of course," Flash was led to Mr. Morita's office.

"What do you need, Flash?" Mr. Morita smiled at his student.

"What do you think of a Jazz concert at school?"

"Listen up! Children!" Mr. Peal, the math teacher, called out to his students. The teens eventually calmed down after a threat of extra homework.

"Thank you," Mr. Peal said a the class became silent. "We are having a concert at school tomorrow. I'm not allowed to tell you who will be coming or what music will be played. But it'll be a throwback, I can tell you that."

Peter froze. What if they played Jazz? That may not seem like a big deal to some people, but to Peter music can be deadly.

His teachers knew of his epilepsy so they wouldn't let him go into the gym if they were going to play Jazz, right?

Peter was on the brink of a panic attack just thinking about it.

As soon as the bell rang he was out in the parking lot ready to leave. As soon as Happy's car pulled in he hurriedly got in.

Happy turned in his seat to look at the teen. "Everything alright kid? You don't look so hot."

"There going to be a concert at school tomorrow, and I don't know what kind of music they'll play and-"

Peter was cut off by Happy reaching over to pat his head. "They won't play Jazz, Peter. I haven't heard anyone play Jazz in a long time."

Happy's words reassured him. Kind of.

"I don't wanna go to school. School sucks and I don't need it." Peter trudged into the kitchen.

"No nephew of mine will miss out on education," May paused and looked at Peter, "whether he needs it or not."

Peter groaned and rested his head on May's shoulder.

"The betrayal!"

"I have to get going." May laughed and gave her nephew a hug.

"Be careful, okay?"

Peter smiled and opened the door for her. "I always am."

"And if I find out you skipped any part of school I will make to call Tony and get your lab days cleaning the house days." May smiled and walked down the hall.

Peter closed the door and sighed.

He had about twenty minutes before he had to leave.

Instead of thinking of a rational plan to get out of the concert, Peter paced back and forth in the living room.

"I could die today. I could literally die today!" He waved his hands in the air as he ranted to himself.

"If I die I'm coming back to haunt Flash. I will okay Jazz for days until he goes insane!" With that statement, Peter grabbed his bag and went in his way to school.

"Peter I really hope you don't die today," Ned said as he held Peter's shoulders.

"Thanks, Ned. I hope so too."

"Calm down losers," MJ turned herself to face Peter, "I'm sure you'll be fine, if not I have Tony on speed dial, plus you have that watch." MJ tapped the Iron-Man watch that Tony gave him.

Peter nodded at his girlfriend. "Thanks MJ."

"No problem, loser."

"If I'm your boyfriend then why do you still call me a loser?"

MJ smiled. "You're so guy that I really like, take it as a privilege that I spend my time calling you a loser."

"MJ I really don't want to die at school, I would rather die in submarine, or something cool."

"Peter if you don't calm down I will call May and tell her that you threw away her meatloaf that she made you for lunch."

Peter took in a deep breath as they headed towards the gym.

MJ normally wasn't the kind on person to be all touchy, but she knew that things like that means a lot to Peter.

So she took his hand in hers, ignoring his questioning stare as she walked forward. After a few seconds she felt Peter relax a little.

She even smiled a little, a warm feeling filling her.

They sat down in the gym, MJ reassuring Peter every few seconds that he would be okay.

"Alright students, this is brought to you by the Thompson family! Enjoy the concert!" The principal tried to be cool and shoot finger guns at the students but instead tripped and ended up being cringey.

The curtains were drawn back and the music started.

Peter started getting a headache, his head felt like it was getting hit with a hammer. He tried to sit up a little and immediately began to feel dizzy.

"Shit, shit-" Peter got up but fell back down, he couldn't walk straight. He felt like the world was tipping side to side as the music was being blasted in his ears.

"Peter! Concentrate on my voice!" Peter could hear MJ and he could feel her, but it was do hard to focus on her voice.

He couldn't concentrate on it, it hurt to even try.

"MJ I think-" It became hard to speak correctly, he started talking gibberish.

"Tony is on his way!"

He couldn't hear after that, everything went quiet and he felt like he was drifting like gravity didn't have a hold of him.

Then he blacked out.

Flash saw it all.

He saw Peter fall, heard him try to speak, then watched him fall limp and lifeless.

(It gets pretty graphic here)

Everything was fine for a few seconds, it looked like Parker had just passed out. But then his upper body started jerking forwards, then going stiff.
His arms flung out as his knees pulled up and his body bent forward, his head was thrown back as his body and legs stiffen in a straight-out position.

He started nodding his head and grimacing.

(Okay that's done)

"Everyone back up! And for gods sake stop that fucking music!" Tony Stark ran out of his suit.

Holding a pillow?

The music stopped and children were gathered around Peter.

"Didn't I just say back up!" Tony pushed his way through the teens, making them go back to their seats.

"Fucking teachers don't do a damn thing when my kids having a seizure but they get in his ass for chewing gum." Tony placed the pillow under Peter's jerking head and kept checking his watch every free seconds.

Some watched silently and some recorded (little bastards) as the scene unfolded.

"Hey, Pete. Everything is fine it's okay." Tony unbuttoned his sweater down to the third button.

"It'll be over soon."

These words continued for about two minutes when Peters jerking lessened and he eventually stopped all together.

Tony turned Peter on his side, tapping on his watch.

"Wha happ-en" Peters words were strained and it took a few seconds for him to speak.

"It's okay bud, just a little incident at school, I'm going to take you home now okay?"

"Bu- school?"

Tony shook his head. "Schools over Bambi."

"Oh, ok-okay."

Tony carefully lifted Peter up, leading him out of the gym. "That's it, nice and slow Bambi."

All the students had left was the pillow Tony had left behind.

Hey :)

So if you're wondering why I've been gone for awhile here's the tea:

1. My great grandmother just had heart and back surgery and I've been taking care of her. She literally got up in the middle of the night and took a shower and got dressed by herself at the rehab center when she knows to let someone know do they can help her.

2. Stress. The Wattpad community is great, but some of them will pressure the shit out of you to update. So I haven't been on this app due to some people constantly spamming me.

3. So many people have been taking my one shots. I👏🏼 DON'T👏🏼 CARE👏🏼 IF👏🏼 YOU👏🏼 USE👏🏼 MY👏🏼 WORK👏🏼 JUST👏🏼 GIVE ME👏🏼 CREDIT👏🏼
Is it really that's hard to give me credit? I work very hard to write these, the least you could do is type my name.

For example this one shot alone took me over a month to write, I think?

4. just because I needed a break. I had plenty of break downs during the time of my small break and let me say they were horrible. I just couldn't write with the way my mental state was.

I mean it's still pretty bad but not as bad, ya know?

Anyway I missed you all :) and I'll be updating more :D hopefully.

Also I'll be changing some of my authors notes into one shots, I'll tell you when I do with my message board.

Okay that's all :)

I 🔵 you Cucumbers!

🥒 "oH mEh GoD, iTs A sAlTy CuCuMbEr"