Pools of Love 2 (Gwenpool x Male Reader)

Gwenpool's Story

Y/n and Gwen look around in awe as Quicksilver runs them through time. What they found interesting was that they were not actually moving. They were stuck in the exact same spot- time rewinding around them.

Gwen Poole: This is so trippy!

Y/n looks to the nearby Times Square as the electronic billboards rewind thousands upon thousands of times over. After a few minutes, Pietro comes to a stop and catches his two companions to stop them falling over.

Gwen Poole: So, when are we?

Quicksilver: Y/n L/n, other lady, welcome to 2002.

Y/n: Nine years.

Gwen Poole: Huh?

Y/n: This is nine years after I got here.

Y/n points to a run-down apartment building in the far distance. Plywood boards cover up partially damaged windows with tarps on the other side of the glass.

Y/n: I'm in that building. Right now.

Gwen Poole: That shithole? Why didn't you go somewhere better?

Y/n: Can't work without legal documents. I couldn't afford anywhere.

Quicksilver: So you just squatted for fifty years? Why didn't you stay with Xavier?

Y/n: Things got complicated after we failed our mission. Sunspot disappeared almost instantly, Wanda had to make sure you and your dad didn't go on an evil joyride. And the Professor... he was just so depressed after losing his legs. He needed time alone.

Gwen Poole: What about Iceman?

Y/n: He offered, but I knew everyone was going to forget me. Didn't want to mess with the timeline any more than I had to.

Gwen Poole: Ohh...

Y/n: Let's make this quick, I don't like being back here.

Quicksilver: Are you sure? This is a once in a lifetime-

Pietro is interrupted by a mixture of screams and gunfire from across the way. The three rush to the scene (Pietro getting there in seconds) to observe the scene.

Gwen Poole: Don't suppose you remember this?

The street has been cordoned off as a shootout occurs between the NYPD and a group of well-dressed men with various assault weapons. Y/n does not respond, merely pointing to a nearby rooftop where they could just about make out a figure lying down.

Gwen Poole: You gotta be kidding me...

Atop the flat roof was the past Y/n, a sniper rifle pointed at the division of men wearing suits. His beard is even longer than the one he wore during his tenure with the Guardians and his hair is shaggy- creeping down to his shoulders.

Quicksilver: What's past you up to?

Y/n: These are Hammerhead's men. Past me's looking for an opportunity to even the odds for the police.

Gwen Poole: You were shooting up the Mafia?

Y/n: Among other people. Martin Li sets up his demons pretty soon, had a few brushes with Oscorp here and there.

Quicksilver: You were busy, huh?

Y/n: You have no idea.

They watch as the shooting continues, Pietro moves Gwen by a couple of inches to avoid a stray bullet lodging in her head.

Gwen Poole: Thanks.

Quicksilver: Should we help?

Y/n: Nah, they sort it out on their own.