Author's note: Hey buddies, here I am after the last big lore drop. So yeah, this book followed the plot line basics of episodes 4 and 5 of the animated spider-man from the 90s, a steeple of my life. But I love the x-men (shout out to my bro Logan!) and I love spider-men *awkwardly laughs* so this is the story you're getting! Anyways I hope you like it, and if you don't, you'll probably laugh a bit!
Meta author's note: I know next to nothing about Deadpool, or how to write him, he is just an extension of the weird silly part of myself who wants to give the whole world the finger. Thanks for reading this far and I hope you enjoy.
Peter, where to start with Peter. The morning after our talk I was able to call the professor. He sent the blackbird down to the helipad at the tower. Hank flew it down and literally picked us up, but not before Peter and Loki exchanged a heartfelt goodbye.
"Do you have your sunscreen?" Loki asked.
"Yes father" Peter responded
"Notebook? Phone? Web shooters?"
"Yes father"
"You know I'm fine with just dad"
"Yes fathe- dad"
"I love you, bud"
"'Love you too, dad"
Gods of Asgard Peter thought that word is so weird. I need a hug. And then he went through with that plan.
It was so sweet and mushy, and then it was gone. Peter was pretty excited on his way there he was bouncing in his seat and his mouth was running about quantum theory and evolution. I was just sitting there nodding and smiling like I knew what the heck was going on. Eventually the stimulation got to him and he either ran out of breath, or he got too tired. I just couldn't wait to get home. And yes, I want Peter to be there along side me.
When we actually got to the mansion, our base Peter reviled in the size and overall grandeur of it (There's my word of the week). There are times I forget this kid grew up with just his aunt and uncle in borderline poverty. Peter doesn't usually see stuff like this, a large base is relatively new to him.
"C'mon Pete, let's get on with this" I laughed.
"Please don't call me Pete, it's Peter."
"Ok"
We walked into the building and Peter stared around, like he was in the middle of a rainbow. The professor floated up to us.
"Ahh, you must be Peter," Charles asked.
"Umm, uh, yes sir. That would be me, the one and only, actually probably not. Both of my names are common enough for there to be at least one more Peter Parker. I'll stop now." He rambled.
"Quite. Might you come with me? Wade, you may go to your assigned dorm."
I walked around the building until I found a spot I knew where to find my room from. Peter on the other hand walked off with the professor who was semi quizzing him about mutants and whatever other information they'd be working on together.
Hi, this is me, Peter checking in. Wade let me write this bit because this is important enough to me that I will finish this chapter.
I was a bit of a mess around this super genius of a person, but this was my whole future sitting in that wheelchair. I had this momental heat flash where I think my temperature dropped. Loki's blood is definitely another issue that I'm going to have to readapt to. You know, I figured this whole new powers thing would only happen once. But hey, wachya gonna do, now I don't have dysmorphia. Anywho, back to my undetermined future, isn't that fun.
Professor Xavier runs a school for mutants, and I'm pretty sure I'm not. I'm some weird demigod spider guy thing.
"So Mr Parker, you seem nervous," The professor said before pausing for me to answer. "There is nothing to worry about. Enough non mutants worry about the enrolment process, seeing my particular fondness for the, if I may, homo superious genus. There have been instances of homo sapiens at this school before, including ones without 'powers'. You sir do not seem to be a typical homo sapien. This is a particularly interesting situation where you are young enough to be a student here, but also old enough to be a work colleague. My proposal is you can be both. I'll offer you a scholarship to this academic institution, if you help me with a bit of research into your friends, the avengers, and your adoptive father I believe, Loki. So, where would you stand on this."
"Umm, yeah. This seems like a good investment. I'm willing to work with you, actually it's been a dream of mine ever since I read your paper on evolution. Thank you professor. Would I need to do tests, or anything like that? Will you be running experiments with my blood and stuff, or will I be doing experiments?" I responded.
"Well, we can go talk about that in my office."
He took me to the large room in the the middle central lobby, which looked like a British roundabout road with the occasional couch along the side of the hall/room. The professor explained to me that he was hoping I'd head a set of an experiments about why people like Mr Banner and I can withstand the radiation, and even develop other abilities due to it. This is so frigging exiting! I screamed in my head, I get to work with the Charles Xavier!
After he explained how everything works in the building with most of the staff, and a handful of students working for him essentially, as the X-men. I spent the rest of the day in dorm 616 reading over my possible class list. It was covered in class names of classes that I had no idea you could even do, one of which was a mandatory ethics class lead by the professor himself. I played around with the schedule until I found an order that worked, and gave it to the admin guy.
Don't worry guys, it's going to get a lot worse! Prepare to see me suffer!
Don't talk about yourself like that Peter, you are amazing!
Shut your face Wade.
Fine, you wont see me for a week then.
Ok, sorry Dude. I guess I'll see you in the next chapter.
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