It was 6:30 in the morning and you were playing with your playing with your dads swords.
(Dis can only end one way amigos.)
You saw a really pretty sword and went to touch it but once you grabbed the sword you ran your finger across it and screamed.
Deadpool woke up to screaming and ran down to see his little taco who had blood on her finger.
*Gasp* OH NUUUU WHAT DO I DOOO MY LITTLE TACO IS HURT!
AUTHOR HELP ME OUT!
No she's your daughter.
Fine.
"Are u ok taco?"
Y/N looked up at her dad.
"Nwo."
Deadpool picked up his daughter and put a hello kitty bandaid on her.
Y/N stuck her tongue out at her dad and he tickled her stomach until she sneezed milk out of her nose.
