𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝗰𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗺𝗮𝘀 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 | "𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝗶𝗴 𝗮𝘀𝘀 𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘆 𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗲𝘀"

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Tony Stark is a man that enjoys attention, and what attracts more attention then decorating the tallest building in New York for Christmas.

He made the impulsive decision to have a decorating contest with Norman Osborn, since Oscorp is the second biggest building in NYC.

"Coming through!" Tony shouts, his Stark robots carrying a massive tree behind him

"Tony, that's the tenth tree you've brought in today," Jada complains as she swats away the decorations near her face.

"It's all for the competition, baby," he replies, guiding his robots.

Clint snorts from the kitchen while scrolling on his phone, "Norman is currently winning."

"What!" Tony screams, running over to Clint and grabbing his phone.

"Yeah it's all over Twitter," Sam comments from the couch.

"Those are some big ass candy canes," Erik mumbles, "and he got Wolverine in a photo."

Deadpool suddenly drops from a vent, with his phone in one hand and a massive red sack in the other.

Everyone yells in panic; Nat pulls out a gun, Sam jumps onto Jada and Clint drops his phone.

"Wade!" Jada smiles, pushing Sam off of her and hugging her favourite assassin. "It's been a long time!"

"Cupcake! Your Christmas album has been keeping this ass happy!"

He slowly lets go of the hug, looking at Tony with narrowed eyes. Deadpool pulls out his phone and a whole Christmas teamed machete out of his pocket.

"Why's he looking at me?" Tony whispers as he grips onto Clint. "And how did you get into my tower?"

"The readers let me in!" Deadpool turns to look at you and winks through his mask.

"Readers?"

"Huh?"

"Don't worry he always does this," Jada says with a sigh.

"Anywho, stupid Wolverine's photo with that alien goblin guy more likes then my photo with Taylor Swift, since my gorgeous Bruce Wayne doesn't exist in this universe, I need one with another billionaire that has a vomit-on-steroids tower."

...

....

"Who the fuck is Bruce Wayne?"

"My tower is a masterpiece!"

"Vomit-on-steroids?"

Deadpool appears next to Tony and pulls him close. "Smile!"

He snaps a quick photo and quickly uploads it on Twitter, smiling at his victory from underneath the mask.

Ding!

The elevator dings loudly, with 4 tired people exiting. A bearded captain, A damaged soldier, A hot sauce loving assassin and the kid who isn't trusted with a bow.

"Merry Christmas- why is he here?"

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