Murderers Shouldn't Be Loved (Spideypool)

Chapter 4

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Cough.. I mean...
Thank you. A lot I really appreciate it...
Sorry for taking so long to update. I'm trying to make it original and not to rushed.

In THIS chapter.. nothing really..EXCITING happens so... I mean, Wade finally meets Peter for the 'first time'
Mmhmm

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Quickly pulling on a red hoodie, Peter looked around his room making sure he didn't forget anything. He pulled at the bottom of his hoodie and looked it over, it just so happened to be a Spider-Man hoodie. Peter thought if anyone started to connect the dots between him and 'Spider-Man' he'd just say he was a fan. I mean, he literally has a million pictures of... him? Spider-Man? Himself? On his camera anyway for the Bugle.

Peter shook his head and looked at his backpack that was tossed to the side, its contents; Web shooters in case of emergency, check. Bug spray if Wa- Deadpool gets too friendly, check. Backpack with Spider-Man suit that's gonna be very difficult to explain, check. He was set.

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At central park not to far from the taco joint, Deadpool was sitting on a bench starring into the street. He was wearing.. his red and black suit. Of course he was wearing his suit, katanas, guns and all. What did you expect.  Deadpool was impatiently tapping his foot.

{Oh no. He's no coming}

[...]

{Peteys not gonna show up. This is the end.}

[...]

Deadpool pouted and crossed his arms as he watched a crowd begin to form. He bit his bottom lip and looked around impatiently. He noticed a severe lack of the voices talking, and to his surprise, he was worried.

"White? You seem to be quieter than usual..."

[I agree with Yellow. Which is a first.]

{OH THE HORROR. PETEY STOOD US UP BEFORE EVEN MEETING US!}

{PETERO PETERO, OH WHEREFORE ART THOU PETERO!}

[Wait.. we know Shakespeare?]

Deadpool chuckled and uncrossed his arms standing up and stretching, he began to walk away. Wouldn't be the first time there was a stand up, though it was usually the other way around. Who stands up Deadpool?

"Apparently."

Buzz

Deapool blinked and pulled out his phone, scratching the back of his head- er, mask.

{The crushing rejection text. Here it comes}

[I wish I could punch you.]

{I would crush you.}

[I am you!]

Deadpool raised an eyebrow, (not really, his lost his eyebrows in the whole 'superhero' transformation. Yes I'm still here) as he read the text.

>>P I'm late.

If your gonna stand me up just say it.                                                             W<<

>>P I'm not standing you up, Wade! I'm just late you idiot.

Yeah Yeah. You realize I'm a merc right? I kill people.                        W<<

>>P I assumed as much from the name in this phone, 'D.P.' Deadpool.

Deadpool froze and rubbed the nape of his neck. His fingers wouldn't type, Deadpool just wanted to write some witty, self-depreciating joke and push Peter far enough away so he wouldn't show up.

{Woah woah, Petey knew?}

[Maybe next thing he'll find out about us is our healing factor.]

{Okay, I got a plan. When we're walking with him we're gonna trip and shoot ourselves in the face, then-}

Buzz

[We're not gonna shoot ourselves in the face. Poor Peter.]

>>P I'm here. Where you at?

Look for the crazy man with guns and katanas attached to him.            W<<

>>P Of course.

Almost immediately after putting his phone away he saw a young man with a Spider-Man hoodie, brown hair and matching brown eyes jogging towards him. His skin was smooth and (he had eyebrows, score) he was shorter than him. Deadpool's smile was hid under his mask, he was attractive.

[Peter?]

{No. Fucking. Way.}

[Hey.]

{What?}

[Watch your goddamn fucking language, you shit]

Peter slowed down once he reached Deadpool looking up at the taller man smiling. His eyes connected with Deadpool's... mask eyes, and his smile dropped. 'I should've known better, no face reveal. Now he knows both my face and my name.' Peter thought to himself and let his shoulders fall, he sighed, "Tacos?"

{[Shoot, he hates our mask, and our... everything.]}

"He already knew." Deadpool rolled his eyes and spoke, Peter raised an eyebrow and squinted. He waved his hand in front of Deadpool's face.

"What?" Peter sounded confused, clearly Deadpool wasn't taking to him, 'Earpiece?' Peter thought to himself, 'is he talking to someone else?'

[He knew about us being a merc. As well as a killer. He knows about Deadpool, why does Peter look so down then?]

{Cough, have you looked in the mirror?}

[Wait, mirror. Does he... did he...?]

{.. want to see our face?!}

"Oh. Tacos. Yes, good." Deadpool said choppily clapping his hands together, dismissing the thought of anyone wanted to see his face. No one in their right mind would want to see his face, his ugly, scared, disformed face.

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Short, I know. I just wanted to update this. Next update we'll finally get into the ACTUAL DATE.
Thank you for reading! ^^;