The mouthy Merc sat eating his burrito, to scared to fuvk up his super kawaii date to take off his massk !!!1!!1!1!
As he stared into parkets eyes dweemaly he realized...
HES WAS LOOSING GRIP ON HIS QUESADILLA!?!?!??!
Radioactive-nerd: "hey roadkill-ocean, ur burrito is falling." He said as he ate his soda.
Wade looked at his hand and, oh, no! It was already falling to the ground!
As soon as it hit the floor, Deadpool flew into a shit rage that destroyed everything, totaly because he was mad and not at all because I am tired of writing this shit story and I want to do like, anything else.
As the rubles cleared, the character-who's-proportional-strength-is-never-shown-in-most-of-his-movies-man pushed a rock off the somehow un-touched table that they were sitting at.
What-4th-wall-Pool sheathed his cool Asian swords and sat down at the table, surrounded by broken building.
DP: "I am a sorry spidey."
SM: "well, opolagy accepted, because I have something to tell you..."
Omg!?!? What will he tell wadeee! Find out in like 10 min!?!?!?
