Peter was excited, this evening he would be attending his first Stark Industries business party. Due to his presence, Tony had moved the venue from a party house in Miami to their very own tower. Somehow, despite visiting the tower multiple times and working with the towers owner, Peter didn't know there was a party floor. Not just a room, an entire floor dedicated to parties. He guessed it was from Mr.Starks playboy phase and hadn't been in use for a while.

So Tony had told peter that he could attend. An Peter was excited. They had gone to a tailor a couple days ago and had him fit for his own suit. A red a blue theme as a subtle hint to his alter ego.

"Hey kid, you ready?" Tony asked from Peters door. They were already a half hour late but tony had said, 'Starks male fashionably late entrances' so peter took his sweet time getting ready.

"Yep" he said, popping his 'p' like Tony does.

"Great, lets go" he lead peter to the elevator and told Friday to take them to the party.

"Fashionably late as always I presume" Friday said, and if AI's could smirk Peter was sure she would be.

"You know me too well Fri"  the doors opened and they stepped foot into the 'lobby' of the party. "Ready kid?"

"Yeah, lets go" the doors were opened and they walked through, nodding to the men who opened them. Peter immediately smelled strong liquor. I thought Tony promised not to drink

"Don't worry kid, it's for them. Now, would you like the Apple juice or the Orange juice. I might go with the Apple, because it seems to have a quite exquisite taste of formality" he mocked.

"I'll take the orange juice please" Peter laughed. Tony waved to a server and he left to get the drinks.

"Tony Stark! Can I please talk with you a moment?" Some random lady with too much lipstick called.

"Of course" he turned to peter, "you going to be good here?"

"Yeah, go ahead" he said with a smile, ignoring the small feeling of panic.

"Great, and hey make sure they keep my Apple juice cold" he winked as he walked over to the lady with too much lipstick.

"Young sir?" A man asked.

"Yes? Oh are those our drinks? Thank you very much and could you keep Mr.Starks cold he will be back in a moment"

"Of course sir" the man left and peter stood awkwardly sipping his orange juice. After a few minutes he decided to take a walk, but on his way pasta group of people someone bumped into him.

"Oh I'm sorry kid" the man said as he made his way back through the crowd.

"It's fine" Peter said, he just kept walking and sipping his drink.

"Kid?" He heard Mr.Starks voice.

"Over here" he called and watched Tony squeeze through a group of people too drunk to notice they were being shoved by iron man.

"How's it going kid, I see you got your Orange juice."

"Yeah, and I told the man to keep your drink cold he should be coming over soon"

"Thanks kiddo, oh here he is. Thank you" the man gave Tony his glass and nodded. "So do you want to go stand by the wall over there? You know away from everyone, they smell"

"Yeah, they really do" he chuckled, they made their way to the wall and stood talking while sipping their juice. Peter thought his tasted weird, almost like almonds but he didn't complain. He didn't want to be a bother.

Then some time passed and he started feeling anxious for no reason. His spider senses weren't going off which was weird. Must be stress related, he thought to himself when a sudden wave of dizziness rolled over himself. His chest really hurt, but he had no idea why.

"Hellooo"

"What?" When was Tony talking?

"Oh thought you flew away to peter land there for a moment, I said are you okay. You look kind of pale and you sound like you ran a marathon."

"Yeah I'm good sorry"

"No it's all good, so you want to step into the hallway for a moment, get some fresher air?"

"Yeah" he walked through the doors to their left and leaned against the wall as nausea racked his body.

"Are you sure you're ok?"

"Yeah, I think so. Just tir-" then it all went black.

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"Are you sure you're ok?" I asked the kid, he was pale and looked like he was sweating. His hands were fidgeting with his cup and his chest was rising and falling rapidly.

"Yeah, I think so. Just tir-" our of nowhere he started to shake violently and dropped to the ground. Shit he's having a seizure.

"Talk to me fri" I panicked, I've never had to deal with seizures before.

"Mr Parker seems to be showing signs of Cyanide poisoning, my best guess is that someone spiked his drink."

"WHAT! then why am I not sick, wouldn't they spike both cups?"

"No, from video footage I have found a man who bumped past peter while slipping something in his drink."

"Oh my god, lock down the party don't let anyone in or out. They're all too drunk to know what's happening anyway. And I'm right to assume you called Bruce already?"

"Yes sir, I called him the second he started seizing. He wanted me to tell you to lay Mr Parker on his side with his arm up and his head on it. Take his other arm and bend it pressing down to stop the shaking. He could hurt himself more"

I followed Bruce's instructions until peter calmed down, he was still unconscious though. Bruce arrived a minute or two after he stopped and rushed him to med bay. I pulled out my phone.

"Hello"

"Hey red, I've got something I need you to do"
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Peter woke up seven hours later. Having underwent a small inhaled dose of amyl nitrite, intravenous sodium nitrite, and intravenous sodium thiosulfate.

"Hey kiddo" he heard tony.

"H-hey Tony" his voice was dry from disuse. He coughed.

"Here drink" he handed peter a glass of water and he drank it all. "Alright, Friday another glass please"

A couple minutes later Bruce walked in with a glass. "So Peter you must be confused, well to sum it up you were poisoned, cyanide. It caused you to have a seizure and fall unconscious, luckily due to your enchanted metabolism and Tony's judgement to rush you here we were able to balance out the levels in your body."

"But who did it? You said poisoned so someone did it"

"Don't worry about that Pete" Natasha said as she walked through the door. She smiled and took a seat on the opposite side of Tony.

"Yep, but incase you did want to know his name was Steven Westcott"

"Oh fu-"