Wait, What?

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The next day at school, Peter felt off. Not because of his lack of sleep, no, it was because of Deadpool.

First of all, the pet names he had given him were still on his mind. Second of all, his theory on Wade being Deadpool was also on his mind. It would make sense if I'm being honest. Wade leaves after rumors of him having cancer spread around like wildfire. Maybe he got it cured, but too well? Maybe he now has weird powers? Why am I so interested in this?? The brunette shook his head, no longer spacing out.

"...ker. Peter. Peter Parker. Hello?"

Peter's head shot up, hearing his name. "What? What happened?"

Mrs. Hudson shook her head, directing a smile at Peter. "I just wanted to bring you out of your little trip to space."

"Oh. Sorry. It won't happen again, I swear."

"You said that last time, Mr. Parker. Don't make promises you can't keep."

The teen nodded unenthusiastically, looking over at his best and practically only friend, Ned. "You'll be fine, don't worry." He mouthed to Peter.

"Worry is my middle name." Peter mouthed back.

"I thought it was Benjamin." Ned replied.

The other male held a finger to his lips to hush Ned.

Later that day, still at school, Peter looked outside to see the one and only Deadpool outside of the window. He panicked, wondering if he had found out he was Spider-Man or-- Peter raised his hand to ask to be excused. He ran outside, pulling Deadpool to a deserted hallway. "What the fuck are you doing in school, kid?" Wait, what? "Eh?" Peter replied.

"I asked what you're doing in school. You look either like a ten year old or a twenty year old. Which one are you?"

"That's personal information. What are you doing here?!" Peter whispered.

"I could ask you the same, Spidey. What are you doing here when you should be out stopping the little baddies? Plus, I know you're gonna ask how I know. Both your unnaturally squeaky voice and hella good ass gave it away."

"Mention one more thing about my ass and I'm actually going to punch you." Peter scoffed.

"Anyway your ass looks fucking amazing in spandex. 11/10. Would bang." Deadpool finished the sentence with a smirk.

"What the fuck?! Pervert!" Peter went to punch Deadpool's stomach, yet ended up punching, er, something else.

"Whoa there, baby boy, did you just punch me in the dick? Feisty one, are we? Welp, anyway, I got a job to do so you're coming with me. Whether you like it or not." Deadpool scooped Peter up in his arms and started running before anyone saw him.

"H-hey! Put me down!" Peter hopelessly punched and kicked at his arms. Deadpool shook his head and said a few words before socking the boy in the side of the head, Peter going limp in his arms after the punch.

"Nighty night, baby boy "

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