Baby boy

Hero

Peter didn't know who Wade Wilson was.

Why Mr Stark kept bringing him up anxiously and continuing to tell Peter to stay the hell away from him.

Everyone seemed to be buzzing about this man, Wade, Deadpool, the annoying dickhead. He clearly had a reputation. People at school would talk about him sometimes, Peter wanted to ask them what they knew but never acted on it.

He never had the time to look the man up so it was almost a nagging yet useless thought in the back of his mind. Peter asked Captain A about Wade once but Steve simply responded 'no' and that was the end of the topic.

Was he really that bad?

Peter thought about this more than necessary. It was really none of his business but when people keep bringing it up, telling him not to even think of the name 'Deadpool'. it does make you curious. Then again, curiosity does kill the cat after all.

However, Wade knew Spider-Man. Oh yes he did. He's like the knight-in-shining armor to the city. Or rather, the knight in shining spandex.

He'd see the little hero, swinging his way overhead like he owned the sky. He'd see him occasionally in the streets likewise, perhaps helping little old ladies and granting children the chance to cross the street.

'What a cute little thing', White would say. 'We should introduce ourselves', Yellow would include.

Of course when Deadpool asked Tony Schmuck if he could meet the somersaulting spider boy, he was kicked out of the building with a threat of being placed under a restraining order. It's not like he was planning to fuck the kid up... At least not yet.

When he finally did come face-to-face with the little thing, it wasn't exactly how he imagined it. He was hoping for something pizzazz perhaps, like fireworks or roses being fluttered over his body.

No.

It wasn't exactly roses that was covering him, more like some kind of science project that could replicate something of webs which held him into a wall like glue.

He was on a damn mission. He's a mercenary after all, it's normal to be chasing these fuckers down the street. All he did was do his job. He supposed it looked rather suspicious, seeing a red costumed git waving his katana's around while he bolted after a hysterical man.

And he was so close to catching him when he was suddenly forced into the wall by a web of... Web?

"You're pretty bold, running down the street not-so-discreetly waving weapons in the air like a loon", the voice of a young man reached his ears and Deadpool immediately stopped struggling to take a gander at the stranger in spandex.

"Oh the hero strikes again, stopping a criminal from stopping a worse criminal, aren't you quite so noble?" Deadpool grinned broadly behind his mask as his eyes raked up and down the slim body of the hero.

Spider-Man, looked after the man who hadn't stopped running, a gruff mumble coming from his mouth as he chased after him before doing exactly as he had to Wade by pinning him down on the floor with his web.

"That's cheating! What I was going to do is much better for the sake of society!"

"What would that be? What would you do?" Spider-Man looked back at Wade in annoyed curiosity, his voice was loud and obnoxious. The sooner the cops get here, the sooner he can leave the company of this... Person.

"Oh you know, take him for a trip down the path of a nearby park? Send him singing his way down straight to hell with all his friends, like Francis and Hitler", Wade sang cheerily and this seemed to have unsettled the hero, watching as he took a small step back.

"I'm glad we could finally meet Spidey! I asked Iron pants to organise a date for you and I but he still hasn't got back to me. We could always do it Romeo and Juliet style, go behind the parents backs and all", he chuckled and Spider-Man's muscles tensed.

"Oh... You're Deadpool?"

"AH! You've heard of me! I'm so flustered and happy about that! Our forbidden love is already set in stone!" Deadpool squealed and Spider-man couldn't help but sneer from behind his mask, really really wishing he could just leave now.

"What... Are you talking about?"

"So young, so naive. Ah! You have so much to learn baby boy. But I, Deadpool will be honored to show you everything I know. And I mean... Everything", his voice grew a few octaves deeper and it sent shivers rattling down along Spider-man's spine and he felt greatly unnerved by this... Man.

You're... Crazy".

"The best people are crazy baby boy".

"Don't call me that", Peter barked. He was very annoying. Peter now understood why everyone said what they did about Deadpool. So obnoxious.

"Listen, Baby Boy... I'd love to sit and chat, but I really gotta go, I have things to do, people to kill and all, could you make this easier and cut me loose? That'd be swell", Deadpool spoke in a sickly sweet voice and Spider-man chuckled mockingly as he looked away from the masked merc, hearing the screeching of sirens come closer.

"You actually think I'd let you-" When he looked back, there was a gap around his webs, the man once occupying it was missing from it's place and when Peter looked around, he couldn't catch sight of him.

What the fuck?

He sprung up onto a streetlight and swung from building to building to try and spot where he had gone but failed.

How annoying.

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As I said I would! A Spideypool story that I have been DYING to write since I seriously SERIOUSLY ship them. This is gonna be... A spicier story than my usual ones, so don't come crying to me later when you get offended by Wade slamming Peter up against the wall and nailing him.

All I'll say is... I told you so!

Enjoy!

~ShadowIsEm~