𝗦𝗵𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗖𝗮𝘀𝗵 𝗚𝗿𝗮𝗯- 𝗗𝗣 𝗠𝗼𝘃𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝘅 𝗠𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

𝙈𝙖𝙭𝙞𝙢𝙪𝙢 𝙀𝙛𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩

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Our thrilling, awesome, sexually charged, adventure begins with two men sitting in the back of a cab. What was most peculiar about these men, was how they dressed. Both were dressed head to toe in coloured superhero style suits, the sat on the right had slight more padding and armour compared to his friend sat next to him. One wore red with back colouring, and the other black with red colouring.

Completely different, safe suits, to avoid any type of copyright between two comic book companies.

Both men  had many weapons attached to their suits, the one on the left, Wade Wilson had two trusted pistols attached to his hips. With two identical katanas attached to his back. While the man sat next to him, his bestest friend in the whole world, Y/N had some more weapons than Wade. Y/N had the two pistols, a miniature knife he dubbed a 'baby knife' in his right ass cheek pocket, playing a gamble whether it sticks in his ass or not. A single katana strapped his back, along with an uzi and shotgun to boot. He needed to take more precautions than his friend.

Wade tapped his hands against his knees, bored out of his mind as the journey had already taken half an hour and there was still a bit more to go. Soon enough, Y/N also began to tap his hands against his own knees. Matching his beat. The two men swaying their bodies to the gentle beat to try and kill some time.

"You not gonna join?" Wade asked the cabbie

"Just....." the cabbie began, speaking nervously as he briefly looked back through the window then back towards the road. "I have to keep my focus on the road" he added, smiling nervously, looking in the mirror at the two armed men he was sure were going to kill him.

"We're getting kinda lonesome back here" Wade said, poking his head through the window from the backseat to the front. Slowly Wade slithered and forced his way through the small gap.

"Come ooooon" Y/N whined waving his hands. "Leave him alone he's a cabbie his live is already miserable he doesn't need you up there trying to-" before Y/N could finish Wade forced himself through and his ass was up. Wade then shuffled himself around, so he was sitting properly with Y/N leaning forward into the window to join in the conversation that was about to unfold.

"Dopinder" the cabbie introduced himself offering his hand to Wade with a nervous, but happy smile.

"Pool, Dead" Wade introduced himself shaking his hand as Dopinder then offered it to Y/N.

"Tool, Red" he introduced.

"Wait so..." Dopinder said as he put his hand back on the wheel. "Deadpool and Red Tool?" he asked confused, having never encountered two men dressed so similarly with so similar names. They seemed almost like twins on the outside.

"Yeah, the Pool and the Tool. Told the author that should've been the name of the story, but he wanted it to be 'Meta'" Wade said making air quotes on the final word, drawing confused looks from Y/N and Dopinder. For all the time he knew him, Y/N could never figure who Wade was talking to, or about with these kind of things. But it was part of the mercenaries charm.

"Ooooooo" Y/N said noticing the picture of a pretty indian woman attached to Dopinder's keychain. "Lucky man" he said.

"Really?" Dopinder asked confused but still smiling. "It's just a flower but it does smell nice-" he was cut off by Wade.

"I think what my self inserted friend here means is the girl" he course corrected the conversation, causing Dopinder to look back at the keychain. Almost reminding himself that the picture was there.