Pools of love (Gwenpool x male reader)

A Daily Bugle Exclusive

Y/n barrels through the doors of The Daily Bugle building, rushing past staff and only stopping at the desk of Betty Brant.

Betty Brant: Woah! What's the rush there, Quicksilver?

Y/n: Big story! I just got back from freakin' Asgard!

Betty Brant: Asgard? What was it like?

Y/n: Gold, very Greek which is weird cause they tend to appeal to a more Scandinavian audience.

Betty Brant: Did you meet Odin?

Y/n: No, but I met Thor, Heimdall and I saw Lady Sif.

Betty Brant: You met Thor?! I thought he was lost in space?

Y/n: Not actual Thor, girl Thor.

Betty Brant: Ohh, girl Thor. She's cool too. Welp, you should go on in.

Y/n: Thanks Betty.

They share a friendly smile and Y/n enters Jameson's office.

J. Jonah Jameson: L/n! You better have a story for me, I don't pay you for friendly visits.

Y/n: Alright, get this: it was originally meant to be a write up of an experiment Dr. Reed Richards was running.

J. Jonah Jameson: Mr. Freaky?

Y/n: Mr. Fantastic. Anyway, the experiment did its thing and we ended up in Asgard!

J. Jonah Jameson: So? What's going on in Asgard that I care about?

Y/n: Sir, no human's ever documented Asgard before.

J. Jonah Jameson: A Daily Bugle Exclusive? Okay L/n, run the story. You've done it again.

Later, Y/n leaves The Bugle, happy with his weeks work. He makes the trek back to his and Gwen's apartment and steps through the door. He calls out to Gwen who is in the living room.

Y/n: Hey, Gwen.

Gwen: Hey, Y/n! Umm, we have visitors.

Y/n: Visitors? Who on Earth would want to...

Y/n steps into the living room to see Gwen (in the Gwenpool outfit) with The Guardians of the Galaxy.

Nebula: Hello, Y/n.

Y/n: Uhh, hey guys. What's- what- what are you doing here?

Rocket Raccoon: You humies owe us big time. So, we got a job we could use your help with.

Gamora: It's a simple task, we have to deliver some cargo to Contraxia and pick it up from Knowhere. But some extra help couldn't hurt.

Y/n: What's the cargo?

Groot: I am Groot.

Y/n: I still don't understand you.

Rocket Raccoon: Gee, you didn't think to have a doctors appointment while you were back on Earth?

Y/n: Why?

Rocket Raccoon: To get that stick out of your ass.

Drax: AHAHAHAHA! He is very uptight!

Y/n: Hilarious.

Gwenpool laughs along with them until Y/n sends her a nasty glare. Peter steps in to regain control of the situation.

Star-Lord: To answer your question Y/n, we don't know WHAT the cargo is, but we know it's a person.

Gwenpool: I hate escort missions...

Gamora: We'll give you some time to pack, do you need any help?

Drax: I will assist our tiny human friend pack his bags.