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Yes, Peter did successfully sneak out of stark tower for a party. He had heard that MJ was going (and everybody in the whole year) and he didnt want to be left out, he wanted to impress her.

And yes, he did plan on being back by 11pm.

“Man, i cant believe you actually snuck out” Ned speaks to Peter, in a slightly raised voice so Peter could hear him over the music, even though he still wouldve heard him if he was whispering, Ned always forgot about his enhanced senses.
“Yeah me too! I was going to chicken out but i decided nah, I gotta live a little!!” Peter said, basically yelling so Ned could hear him.
“Wanna get something to drink?” Ned yelled back.
“Yeah, no alcohol though!” Peter responded

They both walked over to the bar section, there was various funky looking punches, but the settled for a lemonade, clearly non-alcoholic, they both poured it into a cup, unaware that Flash was watching.

“Hey guys!” Mj approached Ned and Peter over at the bar area, “I didnt know you guys would be here!?” She exclaimed, clearly a little tipsy, but maintaining her mysterious demure.
“Surprise?” Peter laughed, the song changed to a loud, upbeat song.
“Let's dance!” Mj spoke, overly enthusiastic, Peter thought that it felt weird seeing her like this, usually she's so quiet.
“Yeah!” Peter replied, no way he was turning down that offer. He placed his lemonade on the side, Peter, Ned and Mj all went into the middle of the room, which was previously a living room, but is now a make-shift dance floor.

They were all dancing together, throwing their hands up in the air, having the time of their lives.

Unknowingly, Flash had approached Peter's lemonade he left on the side. Everybody knew that Flash had something against Peter, they just were not really sure what it was.
Flash's friends had dared him to spike Peter's drink, all for ‘fun’. Who knows how they got the drugs, they just had it.
Flash opened up 5 capsules and poured them into peter's drink, mixing it with his finger laughing.
This amount was enough to kill a regular person.

Peter had returned from the dance floor, he was out of breath and thirsty. He had chugged the entire lemonade.
“Woah, Peter calm down, it's not running away” Ned joked as he watched Peter demolish the lemonade.
“I know!! I'm just thirsty” Peter laughed back.

“Let's dance some more!!” Mj exclaimed, okay, maybe she was a bit more than tipsy, Peter thought to himself.

They all went back onto the dance floor, jumping around and having fun. Peter was so glad that he went because otherwise he wouldn't be having this much fun.

Suddenly, Peter realised something was off. Everything felt blurry and foggy.
Uh oh.

“Um guys, i think i need some air, ill-ill be right back” Peter says to Ned and Mj before staggering outside, not even bothering to wait for them to reply.

Everything felt like it was spinning, his legs felt like jelly, and his chest felt tight.
Oh God.

Peter rushed outside as fast as he could, which truthfully was quite fast for somebody who had just had their drink spiked.
He quickly leaned against the wall, slowly sliding down till he was sitting on the grass. Everything was fuzzy, he tried grounding himself with what Tony had taught him, but it wasn't working.
Everything was spinning, his legs were jelly and he was disorientated. He just needed somebody.

He was out of options. He had to call Tony.
He quickly looked at the time, it was 3am.
God, Tony was going to kill him, he silently thought as he started pressing on his contact and holding the phone up to his ear, already dreading what he was going to say.

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“Sir, Peter Parker is calling” Fridays voice filled the lab, obviously Tony wouldnt be asleep at 3am, but in the lab tinkering.
Tonys head shot up, he thought that Peter was at his apartment with may, asleep.

“Pick it up fri” Tony spoke, voice full of confusion

“Mr-Mr St-stark” Peters shaky voice filled the room

“Kid? Are you okay? Where are you?” Tony spoke, trying to hide the anxiety in his voice, he was already tracking Peter's location.

“Im- I am so sorry Mr Stark, I feel weird”Peters spoke, sounding out of breath

Tony had already tracked his location, he was at a random house about a 10 minute drive away from the tower.

“Kid, i'm coming just stay put okay?” Tony said, transferring the call from the lab to his personal phone and getting into his car, Peter mumbling apologies down the phone.

“What happened?” Tony spoke calmly as he sped through the streets

“I-I dont know, I was fine and-and then i-i it all went fuzzy and-and its blurry mr stark!-” Peter started rambling away, although Tony still understood what he said

“Okay, okay pete just breath im 4 minutes away, your going to be okay” Tony interrupted as peters breathing had quicked
Peter just took a few deep breaths, trying his best to stay calm until Tony came, he knew Tony would make it all better.

“Pete, im here where are you?” Tony spoke down the phone as he rushed out the car, not even bothering to lock it, and storming into the house.
All eyes landing on him.

“Im out-outside please hur-” Peter started but was quickly interrupted by Tony rushing to his side, hanging up the phone

“Are you fucking drunk?” Tony spoke, voice full of anger.

“What? No Mr Stark i promise im not!- I only had lemonade, no alcohol i promise” Peter started to ramble
Tony always made it clear to Peter than he is never aloud to drink, well atleast while he is underaged. Peter knew all about Tony's past and would never dare to drink.

Peter knew he was fucked, even though he didnt drink, or did he? Now hes second guessing himself.

“Oh your in so much trouble-” Tony started to reprimand, but then he noticed the eyes on him “you know what, we arent having this conversation here, come on” Tony spoke, roughly grabbing peters wrists and dragging him through the house and into the car.
Peter stumbled behind him, everything still feeling fuzzy.

They both got into the car and Tony begun to drive off, they were sitting in complete silence.

Peter was too scared to say anything, not trusting his own voice, scared that he would break into tears.

“Heres what we are going to do. We are going to go to the tower and to the medbay and pay Bruce a little visit as clearly you have drunk way to much and then you and I are going to have a long conversation.” Tony spoke sharply, breaking the deafening silence.

“I didnt drink” Peter whispered, his voice barely audible, but Tony heard it, and chose to ignore it.