Totally Not In Love >Spideypool<

Captain

Peter was sitting down with his arms crossed and back hunched, mask off and pouting. Iron Man paced in front of him, shaking his head. "How many times have I told you not to go near him, Parker?! After the shit with Jameson you want your face on TV next to that guy?!" He scolded, Peter groaning.
"I don't get the problem, you guys put up with him so I'm just doing the same thing! Tell him Captain!" Pete defended, captain America shrugging
"He's got a point Tony, they were bound to meet at some point" Captain America shrugged,
"Yeah and when they met I told him to not interact with him!" Iron Man sighed, they all sat in deafening silence for a moment while Peter's head hung from his shoulders. A phone call interrupting the thick tension in the room, Peter stepping out and answering the call.

"Hello?" He answered, MJ's voice responding
"Hey Pete, are you at your house?" She asked, sounding out of breathe.
"Uh..kind of busy. What's up?"
"You gotta get down here, Deadpool's fighting this huge dude but it's near your house and Aunt May's car is there" she said in a panicked tone, Peters adrenaline shot through the roof as he put his mask back on.

"Sorry captain, talk later." He said firmly, hanging up and swinging out. He followed the sounds of the sirens and gunshots, swinging around a corner to see exactly what was described. Looked like he was fighting Taskmaster, Pete knew Deadpool could handler that well on his own meaning he had time to get Aunt may out of there. "Keep him busy, Deadpool!" He ordered, he'd never been so serious in his life.
He swooped in through the window, grabbing aunt may. "W-what's going on?!" She stuttered as she was swept from her kitchen and onto a rooftop further away.

"Sorry ma'am, gotta evacuating people who live nearby. You should be safe here, don't leave until you got the OK" he gave her a quick thumbs up, hopping off the roof and swooping down to Deadpool. "Where's the huge dude MJ was talking about?" Spidey asked Deadpool who was tossing taskmaster around like a volleyball. His inconsistent and improvised ways of fighting made him superior against taskmaster, it was a skill Deadpool had down to the bone which was worth admiring.
"He's right behind you baby!" Deadpool yelled back, laughing as he toyed with the skull masked criminal in front of him.

Spider-Man swiftly turned around to see Rhino charging at him, "whoop!" He dodged to the side while Rhino continued in the path, crashing himself into a car. "Learn to aim knucklehead!" He taunted, strapping himself into Rhinos back like a backpack with his webs while Rhino charged. "Woah! Uh new car?" He steered rhino toward the park, a lightbulb shining above his head. "Hey Deadpool! Hurry up with him!" He called before moving full speed ahead.
"Get off bug!" Rhino swung him around, knocking into a few trees as they got closer to the center of Central park.

"Hitching a ride?" Deadpool hopped on behind spidey, one arm on Rhino's horn and the other on Spider-Man's shoulder.
"You know it, I hope you can swim" he smirked, wrapping a web around Deadpool's waist and chucking him over a tree that hung above the lake. Rhino went charging toward the Deadpool shaped piñata hanging from the tree, Pete hopped off as Rhino grabbed Deadpool and tackled him into the water. Both of them submerged in the disturbed water, people watching nearby. He felt the signal tug on the web and began pulling Deadpool back to shore with all his might.

"Cmon Deadpool.." he muttered, grunting while his muscles burned and strained. He felt a sharp pain pull through his arm muscle as Deadpool came flying out of the water and onto the grass next to Spidey.
"WOO! Spideypool one, baddies zero!" Deadpool cheered, coughing up some water.
"Sorry I had to use you as bait" spidey grunted out, holding his forearm that pulsed agonizing pain.
"Uh whatever, we won!" Deadpool turned to him, noticing his arm "you good? Shit did you pull something?" Spider-Man dismissively shook his head, getting up carefully.

"I'll walk it off- or, swing it off. I gotta get my aunt, I evacuated her earlier" he attempted to swing but his arm immediately gave out, tossing him back down to the ground again. Deadpool grabbed him and held him close,
"Alright, what building did you put her on." He pulled out his zap gun, Spider-Man crossing his arm.
"You can't know who my aunt is, it'll put her and me in danger."
"Uh did I ask you to set me up with her, this isn't a blind date kid I'll just close my eyes" he gestured for him to hurry up and tell him, Spider-Man sighing and pointing to the building where an old lady could be seen looking down from. They zapped up to it, Spider-Man groaning and walking toward Aunt May with his arm in his hand.
"Ugh, teleporting is nauseating. I don't know how you do it every day." He muttered, wrapping his arm around aunt may. "I'll bring you back now miss"

He was stopped by Deadpool putting an arm on him, "we just established your messed up arm, learn to use the stairs or something baby" He shook his head, spidey sighing. DP grabbed both of them and zapped them back down to the ground where aunt mag thanked them and wished Spider-Man an easy recovery before returning to her house.
"Good thing only the lawn got messed up.." he muttered as aunt May safely reentered her house.
"Real mamas boy huh? Guess I expected more, or maybe I shouldn't have..spandex" he pulled spideys suit on his arm back and let go, the suit snapped by tight against his skin.

"You say that like you're not also wearing a skin tight suit"
"I wear skin tight suits for a different reason" a hand slapped to his mouth, hyena laughing. Spidey groaned, shaking his head.
"Uh, Gross!" Rubbed his arm, sighing. "You shouldn't have said stuff about my arm while we were with my aunt. If I get home with a hurt arm there's no way she won't find out!" He exclaimed, 
"She probably still does your laundry and folds your undies, you just need to stay in your room all day or something" Deadpool waved his hand in a gesture that really showed how unconcerned he was.

"Well I won't be going home right now, I have to argue with captain underpants for another hour or so. See ya" he shrugged, reaching his arm up to swing away but Deadpool stopped him.
"Hey- are you.. free? Tomorrow, or something?" He sputtered out, it was the first time he really saw Deadpool nervous? Even after he just brushed off Peters identity being revealed as nothing.
"Well, if it stops you from clinging to me every time I try to leave.. then I'll see you Friday night" spidey winked, chuckling and swinging himself off with his able arm.

Deadpool watched him swing off the best he could with his pulled arm, waiting until he was out of sight and even following him a little bit before zapping himself back home. He took off his mask for the first time in days, not wanting to risk seeing his reflection in a plate, mirror, or even a distorted image from a cup wasn't worth it. He didn't know what he was thinking, asking Peter to stay around on Friday. He didn't even have a plan for what he was going to say or do!

Meanwhile, Peter sat slumped in his seat while Tony and Steve scolded him, an angry puff of air shot from Peters mouth while he pouted. The classic angsty teenager silent treatment always won, Pete was invincible. The scolds were interrupted by the office door slamming open, heads turning to the noise as Nick Fury walked through. "Fury! Quick get me out of here, he's been talking for soooo long!" Pete whined, tugging on Fury's arm.

"There's no point in arguing with the kid, nothings gone wrong yet." Fury began, turning to the boy beside him. "You did good today handling Spider-Man, and you might be the best at tolerating Deadpool. As much as I hate him, you just listen to them and be careful" he advised, Peter nodded quickly. He just wanted to get out of there and go home! "And take care of your arm kid" he added before Pete ran out the building.

"I'm home Aunt May!" Pete announced as he closed the door behind him, he did his best to hold his arm in a natural way so that hopefully she wouldn't notice. But she always seems to notice something..
"Hey Peter! Where've you been? It's already dark out" she smiled enthusiastically, walking out into the living room while he was tugging his shoes off.
"I was hanging out with Harry, so he could forget about all the stuff that's happening with his dad yknow" he did his best to pull his shoes off with one arm, grunting at the frustrating task.
"..Peterrr?" She crossed her arms, worry painting her face. "Are you okay? Oh no, you aren't sick are you?" She rushed over to him as he hopped backward, shoe in his hand.

"I'm fine Aunt May! Just really tired, had a lot of stuff going on today. I think I just need sleep" he rubbed the back of his neck, finally getting his shoes off and almost tripping trying to get up the stairs. He fake yawned, "Heh.. so I'll just go to sleep now! I'll see you tomorrow!"