Glowstick /\ Negasonic teenage warhead

005 - WHAT TEAM?

HEADS UP THIS WON'T REALLY BE LIKE THE FILM. WE'LL IT WILL STORY-WISE BUT MAYBE NOT LINE-WISE. ALSO I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO WRITE LOL.

The car came to a stop just by Darwin's feet, rolling to a stop and clunking against the ground. She leapt over, seeing mangled corpses passing below her, before ungracefully landing on the other side of the dark SUV besides Wade.

"I've been waiting in the middle of the fucking highway for two hours for you to make your 'big move'. I hope it was worth it, dumbass."

"Oh, the audience fucking loved it. I just broke so many records."

Darwin growled a little, rolling her eyes.

"Where's the amo bag?"

"The amo bag? Oh shit."

Wade turned to the side, speaking to no one in particular. Darwin didn't catch what he said, but she assumed it was wildly obscene and would rather wouldn't listen. Wade slowly peaked out from behind the car. A bunch of soldiers just shot at him. He glanced at Darwin. Then at some imaginary camera or something.

"Time to count bullets."

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Ellie, unfortunately, could hear everything in that fucking mansion. The homophobia Quentin had spread, the children screaming, Jean and Scott fucking, and Piotr screeching at her. "Negasonic! Come. We have mission. Glowstick and Deadpool have been spotted."

"Urgh." Eleanor murmured, pulling on her coat, unplugging her phone, and storning downstairs.

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From down the road, Darwin heard a motorcycle rev. Wade was busy monolouging to the audience ("Now, if I were a two hundred pound sack of assholes named Francis, where would I hide?"), so Darwin took the opportunity to squirt some eye gunk and fuck up the rider's wheels, and burn through his leather and scorch the inside of his leg so it began to smoke pungently.

"Heya buddy! Now, might you happen to be British!?"

She pulled off his helmet, and was met with the shiny headed, foul mouthed, grimacing, bald head of Francis. At the end of the day, Darwin was unsure if Wade would ever actually notice his British nemesis lying in pain on the floor. He did surprising, completely disregarding Darwin as he crouched down and started trash talking Ajax.

"Why did I agree to this?" Darwin murmured, kicking a stone which hit the side of the highway, bounced off, and hit something behind her, which made a clanging noise. She turned, and swore.

"Hello, my least favourite big stacked steel friend."