"so," deadpool paused, taking a bite of his taco. "oh, my god this is delicious!"
spiderman hummed in agreement, mouthful of food. they sat on a park bench near a taco truck and ate their food. the sun was just setting as it took a while to decide what they both wanted to eat and where to get it. deadpool kicked his legs up and down like an excited child as he ate and spiderman glanced at him.
"why are you doing that?" he asked, a little irritated.
"oh, ya know... 'cuz," deadpool kicked his legs harder than before, bringing them a little higher than before.
"oh. right," irritated, spiderman pulled out a small device from a seemingly pocket-less suit.
"oooh! whats that?" deadpool stopped kicking his legs and sat closer to spiderman, resting his head on the others should in awe of the object.
spiderman shook his shoulder to get deadpool to move but he wouldnt budge. clearing his throat spiderman told him, "its a holographic projector."
"oooh!" deadpool responded childishly. "whatsit do?"
"uh, it projects things like maps and other stuff; it mainly helps pick up crime... its a new invention."
"hmm, parker make you a lot of things like that?"
spiderman pursed his lips to the unknowing man, "i guess he does."
"are you guys dating?" deadpool laughed, removing himself from spiderman. "from what ive heard you two are really close." deadpool gave a wink under his mask
spiderman grimaced. "no! oh my- no, no! we are literally just... associates! i protect his business, you know?"
deadpool was uncontrollably laughing now, "it isn't that funny, deadpool."
after a while deadpool stopped, "my name is- you can call me wade."
"oh, wade, alright."
"so, as i was saying earlier- do you have any other leads besides me?"
"not really, thats is a problem, ive been using this new tech but nothing matching the thief has shown up... besides you."
"i get it. ya know, what if i slept walked into the building and stole 'em," he made 'pew pew' noises holding his hand the same way spiderman does when slinging a web.
"my shooters don't make noises like 'pew', wade- they don't even make noise."
"alright, killjoy," deadpool comically frowned. "so are gonna do some sleuthin' or nah?"
"i mean yeah... we sh-"
deadpool cut spiderman off, "we should check parker industries! great thinking me!"
"wha- wade!"
deadpool skipped off, towards the vague direction of the building. spiderman caught up to him and walked beside wades skipping self. deadpool was humming a nonsense tune, and spiderman was worried bringing deadpool, the suspected thief, to his building. what if wade really ended up being the thief? what if this was a ploy to steal more?
peter looked at wade, worry pacing through him, and felt no ill intent from the still-skipping man. peter was sure that if something bad were to happen his spidey sense would surely go off before it could go down. surely.
"so what exactly do you do for parker?"
wade stopped skipping, looking at peter and still walking; now maintaining the same pace as the other.
"oh, im basically a body guard, protecting the tower and such... its not that special."
"but... im curious, you are basically a famous super hero working for a shmuck like parker, why? i mean, there's gotta be a ton of other job offers available for a guy like you."
"a guy like me? i suppose, but i just prefer working for him, i have flexible hours because its not like his life is in constant danger. it gives me time to patrol the city as well, so i can still perform my duties."
deadpool hummed in response. "okay... i guess it just doesn't make sense to me then."
talking with wade about both of his identities like two separate beings was weird. its like talking behind his own back.
"you said you were a mercenary right?" spiderman tried to switch the conversation off himself.
"yeah. i am."
"why?"
"its flexible," he mocked spidermans previous answer. "the pay is usually good, too. i only kill bad people any how."
"what is your definition of bad, wade?" he was curious what a mercenary's definition of 'bad' would be, given their line of work.
"murderers, sexual assaulters, the like; if i know a target isn't corrupt then its like not worth it."
"oh," spiderman frowned at a bad memory. "i see... well good for you, i guess, i dont agree with the 'murder' part but at least its for a cause... of sorts."
"thanks for the validation, spidey," he laughed.
they continued walking in silence until they reached the block where the tower was located. spiderman felt a shivet run through his body before an object flew passed them into the building beside them.
deadpool shouted, "holy fuck!"
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hhhhhhey !!!
wassup
this isnt a very long chapter sorry! i had No idea what to write so nsnsjs whoops
anyway i feel like this chapter drones on and is really weird? i was gonna stop it a little bit ago but only had like 400 words,,
ps: im gay 4 spideypool thankies xx
