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You mixed chemicals together, not really focusing as much as you should've been. You were more focused on the music you'd put on and wanting to get the work over and done with so you could go home for the weekend. Although your parents were out of town for a week, you hadn't planned any extravagant parties; You were just going to stay up late binging stuff on Netflix every night.
"Hey, (Y/N!)" A familiar voice suddenly interrupted your thoughts.
"Oh hey, Peter," You turned around with a tired smile, "What's up?"
"Nothing much," He smiled back, "What are you working on?"
"Just something for a project I need to finish by next Friday, I figured I'd just get it out of the way now so I don't have to worry about it later," You sighed, "I don't know if I'm doing it right but it doesn't seem like it'd be too difficult to get wrong..." You chuckled, shrugging your shoulders lightly.
"I bet it's fine, (Y/N), you're really good at this sort of thing!" Peter encouraged you, leaning over to have a closer look at the oddly-coloured mixture.
"Thanks!" You grinned at his compliment before turning back around to finish the concoction, "What did you come in here for, anyway?"
"I just forgot one of my books," He replied, "But I'll wait for you, if you want!"
"I'm finished now anyway, I'll just go put this in the cupboard and we can go!" You grinned, happy to finally be finished with the mixture, "I just need to put a label on it..." You mumbled, reaching across the table to grab the sticker you'd already written your name on.
"I'm sure there's some corks in the cupboard..." You thought to yourself as you began walking over to the it while Peter grabbed his books from the other side of the room.
Suddenly a loud yelp escaped your lips as you felt yourself go flying backwards and saw the concoction spill all over your chest. All you could do was lie there for a moment in a state of stunned surprise, just barely hearing Peter asking if you were okay as he ran towards you.
"I-" You mumbled before passing out, the liquid making you feel a strange tingling sensation across your whole body. It wasn't burning like you'd expect from a chemical mixture though, it was just making you feel very strange...
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Peter rushed over to you, just catching you so you didn't smack your head off the floor as you fell.
"Oh man, (Y/N), are you okay?" He asked you, but before you could answer you blacked out in his arms. Peter panicked but was prepared to help you in any way that he could. However, he didn't get the chance to do anything before he realised the impact that the mixture had had on you...
He watched in a mixture of awe, concern and confusion as you began getting smaller and smaller until you fit perfectly in the palm of his hand. It happened so quickly that he needed a moment to process what had just happened, but feeling your tiny form stirring in his palm brought him back to his senses.
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You felt yourself slowly awakening after what felt like hours of feeling dizzy and strange in your state of unconsciousness. As you came to, you realised that you were lying on a fairly soft, warm surface. The memories of what just happened came back to you fairly quickly, and your eyes slowly flickered open.
The first thing you saw was the overbearing bright lights of the classroom, which caused you to blink several times to adjust to the brightness. Something felt off about it, though... The ceiling seemed like it was miles above you and when you shifted your eyes to the left of you, you noticed that there was some huge structure towering high above you.
As you grew more concerned about where you currently were, you sat up in an attempt to try and look around more. You then froze completely when you saw that Peter was now absolutely huge compared to you and that he was staring down at you with a look of complete bewilderment and worry on his face. Then, you realised that the soft surface you were lying on was actually the palm of his hand. You could feel your cheeks going crimson as you looked up at him, but you couldn't stop staring and you were completely frozen with shock.
"Wh- What the..." You stammered, "What the hell just happened?" You asked, even though you knew exactly what had happened. All you knew at the moment though was that you felt completely stunned.
"You slipped over, spilled that formula all over yourself, fainted and then shrunk," Peter explained, still looking concerned, "How do you feel now? Are you okay?"
"I'm feel okay now. I felt really weird and tingly at first, but now I feel better," You mustered up a smile, "Guess this wasn't what you were expecting to happen when you came in to get your books, huh?"
Peter chuckled, "Nah, I've seen crazier things happen!"
You scoffed, knowing that if you questioned it he'd just brush it off with something about his Stark Internship.
"I can't believe I did THIS..." You laughed awkwardly, "I knew I hadn't done the mixture 100% right but I didn't think this would happen! What the hell am I supposed to do now?"
"Um..." Peter mumbled, trying to think of an answer, "Maybe we could try mixing another formula that might get you back to your normal size?"
You shook your head, "I don't really know how much of everything I put in the one I just made, I don't exactly wanna make another one that might have an even worse effect..." You muttered with a frown.
"Cheer up, (Y/N), I'm sure we can figure something out!" Peter smiled, trying to lift your spirits, "I know some people who might be able to help you get back to normal, we'd have to go to them tomorrow but I'm sure they won't mind."
"Okay, thanks," You replied, mustering up a weak smile, "But where am I supposed to go tonight?"
"I could take you back to my place, if you like?" Peter suggested.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, of course!" He chuckled, "And it's not like you can really go anywhere else, (Y/N)."
You laughed, unable to disagree with him, "Yeah, you're right. And I would love to go to your place, thanks."
With a smile Peter stood up, making sure to keep the hand you were in as steady as he could. You reached back to hold his thumb to steady yourself, and you could feel yourself blushing again. He placed you on the table and explained that he just needed you to wait there for one second while he grabbed your things.
As you had a moment to yourself, you observed your surroundings a little bit more. You marveled at how different everything looked from your new perspective. The various pieces of equipment that you'd been using not too long ago now towered over you, and the table that you once stood at without issue was now as high up as a skyscraper to you and stretched on for miles at either side of you.
You were so entranced by how the world looked to you now that it took you a minute to realise that Peter had put his hand back next to you and was waiting for you to climb back on. Once you realised, you steadily clambered back on and sat cross-legged. You instinctively grabbed his thumb for support again and smiled up at him.
"It's raining pretty badly outside, do you wanna sit in my pocket for the walk home?"
You nodded, "Sure! Besides, I don't really want that many other people seeing me like this..."
You both chuckled for a second before he lowered you towards the pocket of his hoodie and you clumsily crawled in, tucking yourself into the corner.
"Are you okay in there?" Peter asked, gently patting the pocket you were making yourself comfortable in.
"I'm fine, thanks, Peter," You smiled, snuggling close to his body as you could in the confined yet cosy space. You snuggled both for extra warmth and because you honestly just wanted to be as close to him as possible.
Although he tried to walk steadily, you still felt every motion as he walked and could just about see out of his pocket from where you sat. Your view was restricted but you could sort of tell where he was walking, and you couldn't help but to smile softly to yourself as you thought more about how much he cared about you and was willing to help you.
It didn't take too long for him to get back to his home as he walked swiftly yet carefully. He reached into his pocket and gently wrapped his fingers around your tiny form, making sure to be as gentle as possible as he lifted you out of his pocket. He adjusted his grip on you so that you were sitting in his palm again before the two of you exchanged a cute smile. Despite the strange situation, you couldn't help but to feel a bit excited about spending the night with Peter. The two of you were already really close friends and you loved being together as much as possible.
"So, whaddya wanna do now?" Peter asked, sitting at his desk, "Aunt May's not coming back until pretty late tonight so we've got plenty of time to watch a movie or something, if you want."
"Yeah, sounds fun. What movie?" You responded with a grin. Both of you knew that you were in for a great night together.