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The End of the War

The prank war ended the day that they made Wade cry.

The others had never seen Wade cry.

Peter had only seen him cry once.

And that was when he recounted what happened to him with Weapon-X.

It had been an innocent prank, really. A simple 'play Allstars at the highest volume possible' prank, at three am. Clint and Tony stood over the control panel, while Steve crossed his arms behind him.

God knew that he couldn't work technology.

"Well, at least I don't argue with the toaster every-day!" Cap said.

"I swear, that Toaster has a thing against me!" Clint defended.

"Yeah," Tony said. "Probably from that time you kicked her and called her a fucker."

"Language," Cap said under his breath, but Tony heard.

"Hey, it doesn't count when I'm quoting someone. Reprimand Legolas over here."

Clint was fuming. "HER? HER?? THAT THING IS AN IT! A NO-GOOD, GOOD FOR NOTHING IT!"

"Wow," Steve said. "That escalated quickly.

Tony snorted. "You know no good and good for nothing mean the exact same thing, right?"

Clint huffed. "Just play goddamn Allstars," he said, reaching for his phone to tap the song.

In his anger, he tapped the wrong song.

He tapped "Pieces," by Rob Thomas.

The three didn't notice.

They had soundproofed the room so their ears wouldn't be assaulted, after all.

Harmless, right?

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?" Peter screamed as he sat up, eyes wide, covering his ears in an attempt to stop the assault of piano notes.

Run away, run away if you can't speak.

Wade sat up in a flurry of limbs, and rubbed his eyes.

"Is this supposed to be a prank?" Wade mumbled, "Because if it is, it's a terrible choice of song."

Wide awake and you're scared that you won't come down, now.

Wade froze.

"Wade?" Peter asked.

Didn't I warn you, didn't I warn you?

"TURN IT OFF!" Wade screamed. "TURN IT OFF RIGHT NOW, THIS ISN'T FUNNY!" He started shaking.

Better start believing in yourself.

Wade clutched his head.

"Shut up, shut up, shut up," he started hissing like a mantra.

"Wade?" Peter asked again.

We build it up, we tear it down. We leave our pieces on the ground.

Wade launched towards Peter, and held him tight against is chest.

"I couldn't do anything," Wade whimpered. "Don't leave me. Don't leave. Don't go. You don't want to go."

Hold on to me, You're all I have, all I have.

Wade's shaking intensified. Peter held Wade's face I his hands. "What are you talking about?" he asked. "I'm never going to leave you."