Pools of love (Gwenpool x male reader)

The exposition train

Y/n can be seen by the coast on an overcast day in New York. He leans against a railing and watches the water dance in soft waves. It was quite chilly out and this was reflected in the attire of all in the city. It was the month of December and all citizens around wore thick coats and woolly hats. Spider-Man swings by.

Spider-Man: Hey, Y/n!

Y/n waves before turning back to the coast, the minutes pass and he watches boats come and go. Coast watching had quickly become one of Y/n's favourite pastimes as some of the things he did in warmer weather became impractical. That being said: there was an incredible source of heat that seemed to manifest out of nowhere. He turned to investigate.

Y/n: Oh, that explains it.

Human Torch: Happy Holidays, Y/n. Got any chestnuts?

He extinguishes himself and joins Y/n at the railing, looking out at the sea.

Johnny Storm: Not that this isn't nice, but what the hell are you doing?

Y/n: Watching the boats.

Johnny Storm: Why?

Y/n: You've met my girlfriend, right Sometimes it's nice to just relax.

Johnny Storm: Yeah, afraid I'm gonna have to cut that short. We kinda need your help again.

Y/n: Does it involve a bad guy, will it bring back emotional trauma and will it negatively effect my mental state?

Johnny Storm: Probably, I don't think so and it's very likely.

Y/n: Alright, what's the deal?

Cut to Y/n and The Fantastic Four in the Baxter Building as HERBIE explains what they will be doing.

HERBIE: Professor Charles Xavier has requested that we scout a warehouse as a result of him sensing a mutant in intense pain. He would send some of the X-Men but they are all currently abroad to ensure that the trial of Erik Lehnsherr goes to plan.

Y/n: Who's Erik Lehnsherr?

Susan Storm: Erik Lehnsherr is a dangerous mutant with the ability to control metal who goes by the alias of Magneto, he led a mutant supremacist terrorist organisation called the brotherhood.

Y/n: Wow, this is some serious stuff.

Reed Richards: Exactly, so we're doing the professor a favour and checking this out for him. Care to join us?

Y/n stands in front of his girlfriend in their apartment as she throws a fit.

Gwen: I don't wanna!

Y/n: Gwen, this is how we make money. You do superhero stuff, I write articles.

Gwen: But The Fantastic Four are so boring!

Y/n: You like Johnny.

Gwen: Yeah but the others are lame! What are they even doing?

Y/n: Looking through a warehouse for Professor Xavier.

Gwen: Why is it always a warehouse? Whatever, we need the chapters anyway.

Y/n: Great, make sure you take the suit this time.

The team later arrives at a warehouse in New Jersey around 4:00 PM. A large sign indicated that the site belonged to a company called A.I.M which Susan seemed to recognise.

Y/n: What's A.I.M?

Susan: A.I.M was a think tank that wanted to overthrow the American government and establish a new dictatorship. They disbanded after they lost a massive turf war with the remnants of HYDRA in the early sixties.

Y/n: Wow.

Gwenpool: The exposition train is leaving the station! Choo choo!

The group moves on, ignoring her joke. Reed flattens his arm and shifts it underneath the front door in order to open it from the inside. Once they are all in: Johnny lights himself since the area was otherwise pitch black.

Reed Richards: Alright, Johnny. Find a light source.

He flies off, leaving the others in darkness.

The Thing: Is it just me or does this place feel off?

Susan Storm: I'm feeling it too...

Sets of warehouse lights click on and allow light to be spread across the warehouse. At the activation of the lights a loud siren goes off.

Gwenpool: Ah, shit!

The walls themselves open up and yellow robots join the group en masse.

The Thing: We should probably get our fight on!

Reed Richards: Y/n, you should probably run.

Y/n: No kidding.

Y/n jets away as Johnny joins Gwen and the rest of the Four. The robots were completely faceless as the spot where such a thing should have been opened up like a cuckoo clock to reveal a gun turret.

Susan Storm: Look out!

The Invisible Woman creates a force field that protects them from the gunfire.

Susan Storm: I'm not sure how much longer I can hold this shield for, do we have a plan?

The Thing: I'm not afraid of bullets! Me and hot head can go out there!

Ben grabs Johnny's arm and throws him over the force field and into the fight as he charges to join him.

Gwenpool: I can handle myself, what are you guys gonna do?

Susan Storm: I'm gonna play the defensive. Reed, why don't you go find Y/n?

Reed Richards: Good idea.

Mr. Fantastic also flees as the remaining heroes take out the robots. Ben can be seen charging through the machines- trampling and breaking them beneath his feet. The Storm siblings take out stragglers with fireballs and crocs fields. Susan goes invisible only to be struck with a metallic punch.

Susan Storm: GAH!

Human Torch: They must be heat-seekers, I'm in trouble.

Gwen destroys the machines with her usual flare, throwing a grenade like a bowling ball in order to take out a group.

Gwenpool: Strike!

Y/n runs and runs until he comes upon a single solitary room that seems unnoticed. He slips inside and looks around, it is a laboratory not dissimilar to Osborn's on the oil rig. He looks around, mildly interested in the things littered across the area. Elsewhere: Reed searches for him.

Reed Richards: Y/n? You around here,

A small group of five or six robots appears behind Mr. Fantastic and show their head guns.

Reed Richards: Uh oh.

Y/n presses a button which opens up a panel in a wall to reveal a chair, the chair turns to reveal an abhorrent monstrosity of science.

Y/n: OH MY GOD!

???: Silence, fool!

Two chains drop from the ceiling and wrap tightly around Y/n's wrists- lifting him into the air.

Y/n: Hey!

The robots elsewhere began to overwhelm the main group, they regroup behind another of Susan's force fields.

The Thing: We gotta do something, fast!

The monster floats towards Y/n as he hangs helplessly in the air.

Y/n: What even are you?

Richards hears guns cocking as the robots prepare to reign bullets. Y/n is raised higher in the air as the freakshow rises to meet him.

???: I... am... MODOK!