OMEGA ( x-men.. ) ✔

o2. trustworthy..

"You know what is absolutely confusing?" Wade complained, starting to unzip his mask in order to take it off. "The freaking timelines, man. Like, which one is this either way? How am I here?"

"Keep your existential crisis quiet...," Adam's voice slowly died off once Wade removed his mask. He couldn't help but be shocked, not really realizing how rude staring was.

It wasn't every day that he'd see someone that looked as if fire was his worst enemy, but he keep getting away with it.

"That's just very mean. Didn't mommy teach you not to stare at ugly bastards? Now my feelings are hurt and I have to eat them out in sweets," Wade rolled his eyes and stretched his arms over his head. The costume he was wearing squeaked and it worked, just as he expected, towards pissing Adam off further.

After Daisy's little performance in the city, they had to move out fast. Wade offered them his "lair", a small apartment with all facilities in one room, an absolute mess, that apparently no one thought to search for superheroes at.

It was safe.

The lady of the group fell asleep almost as soon as they got there and while Wade didn't exactly feel great about the state of his bed, he wasn't sure they'd like to know about it beforehand, so he let her be.

Him and Adam sat down at the round table, to catch their breath, or eat a slice of cake, in Wade's top priority list.

"Why were you after Lantsov?" Adam asked while Wade bit down on his right glove and removed it by pulling his head back.

"He's a piece of shit. Isn't that why you and sleeping beauty were there in the first place?" he asked, repeating the action on his left glove too. Before stuffing his mouth with cake though, he looked Adam up and down, "How the hell did Bald and Fridge Magnet give you permission to go out with their daughter though?"

"What?" Adam narrowed his eyes confused. He could piece together that he was talking about Professor X and Magneto, but everything else he mentioned was odd.

"Don't get me wrong, but I may have to go back to the Mansion and just have a talk with them because I am far more trustworthy than you are and they never let me take Daisy on little missions," Wade spoke, his mouth full. "Because of too much violence and their family friendly settings, or something."

Adam decided for himself to not give too much importance to the words of this guy, not only because they made no sense and it seemed to him that fooling around was a coping mechanism for Deadpool, but also because people lied. Adam knew better than to trust anyone this fast.

So he leant back in his chair and sighed, "Congratulations on mindlessly messing with Anchor then?"

"SHIELD, SWORD, the Hand, Anchor... These bad guys are making me dislike inanimate stuff," Wade mumbled, but with or without salty remarks, his tone lowered and he became just a little bit more serious. "How do you know about Anchor?"

"I'm a mutant," Adam answered, bitterly crossing his arms at his chest.

"My condolences. But that's not what I asked," Wade toyed his spoon through the slice of cake some more, but gave up eating to properly look at the blonde boy. "Anchor doesn't want mutants knowing what they do, so why are you two on their tails?"

"It's more like a matter of who catches who first," Adam sighed. "They got Daisy and me on their wanted list."

"Well shit," Wade grimaced and stared back at Daisy, still sleeping, probably exhausted after almost giving that whole city a taste of the Ice Age.

"How do you know her?" Adam followed his gaze and decided to take this moment to maybe see if the man in latex can be, in a way, trusted. "I though Daisy grew up locked away from reality and you seem more like the street type."