The love story we call cliche ((spideypool))

I'm glad I have you

Wades pov

Wade...someone is in our bed..and it's not spidey. I shot up so quickly I fell out of my bed. "WHAT THE HELL!!" I scrabble to get back on my feet To see something white in my bed. Please don't tell me I fucked an old lady. We were supposed to fuck petey pie. "No, I was supposed to make it up to him for cheating on him and being a dick in all." I spoke to the box, looking at the white thing that hade intruded my bed.

I get my gun and shoot it. I see a bunch of white string fly all over the place. Is this flying cum? No, it's a flying flamingo that's white. No you dumbass it's webbing. "Explains why it's in my bed...but why did he make it in a person?" I start to walk out my room in my boxers asking the question to my boxes.

I don't fucking know. Go ask him, it's the smartest thing to do. After the shit we put him through? Yes, and he said ask him any questions that's bothering us...this question is bothering us. Alrighty then. I went into the kitchen to see my little spider cooking things in his boxers.

WIFEY MATERIAL! I agree. I walk up behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist and putting my head on his shoulders. "That was a mean trick you played on me in the bedroom." I said pouting. He turned his head a bit so his eyes could look at my face.

"It's pay back for cheating on me. I hope you had fun waking up to a old lady." He said in a sassy tone, turning his intention back to the food. "I'm very sorry for that..you don't even know." "Hey, it's in the pass now...all I care about is being with you." He said looking at me again, giving me a quick peck on the lips.

That's why? I guess so...wade, ask him what ellie met about three people always being with us.. because we only had two people in our life that we cared about. Yes! That's been bugging me since we confessed yesterday.

"Wow, just a peck on a lips no long ones?" "Nope~" he said popping the 'p'. Alright, time to ask the question that's been bugging the boxes. "Hey, petey pie...can I ask you a question." I saw him put the last Batch of the pancakes on the plate.

I let go of him. He starts setting up the table for us to eat the chocolate chip pancakes he made and some nice bacon. We both sit down digging in. Awwwe~ he remembers putting eight pancakes on our plate, which makes us full. Stick to the task in hand.

"Peter?" "Yes, you may ask the question." He said nonchalantly. "What did ellie mean by three people being by my side. I only had two people I loved at the time, both dead now..but you get it." I said stuttering.

"Yes I do get it. Ellie was telling you that a third person would come into your life and love you as much as they did." He said putting his elbows on the table, putting his head on the inside of his hands, looking straight into my eyes sincerely.

"Well then...who would that be." I said acting like I really don't know, I guess I'm a good actor cause' the moment I looked up his hands were in his lap and his head was looking down.

(Look what you did dumbass). YOUR THE ONE WRITING MY FUCKING WORDS!! (Yeah so... you got a problem) If I could kill you I would. (You forgot to say unalive. CRINGE YOU BITCH) I really fucking hate you. (Just fix peter so he can stop looking like a sad puppy) I prefer kitty. (Just fix the damn boy). Fine...and he's my damn boy, thank you very much.

"Peter.." I get up from where I was sitting and walk up to Peter slowly. I crouch down to his level, I put my scar hand gently on his chin, lifting his head up to my eye level. He looks at me with teary eyes.