Home is where the (heart) Avengers Are

Robotics Part 2

Peter arrived back at the table slightly breathless after getting back so fast. Bruce was still fast-walking back, as to not draw too much attention to the group, though Peter doubted there would be any point if things went down the way he thought they would.

Wade's shoulders were tense, his hands twitching to reach for the guns that were stored at his side. Wade approached Flash and his Father, though his words were directed at Mr Thompson.

"I don't know who you think you are, you homophobic asshole, but I do know that if you and your son don't leave right now I am going to gut you and strangle you with your intestines."

Wade's face was up against Mr Thompson's and he loomed over the shorter man, eyes of his mask decisive and angry.

"Wade," Steve said. "It's alright. It's not a-"

Deadpool held up a finger as Cap approached him, not looking away from Mr Thompson.

"Hey, I just thought, you named your kid Flash. What the fuck went on there?" Wade said to the cowering man.

Flash himself has slowly backing away from the mercenary toward the door, and his father's mouth just opened and shut, but only a small squeak came out.

Natasha, who was smirking slightly, and who was seemingly the only one of the Avengers not looking fearfully between Wade and Mr Thompson, said, "His actual name is Eugene."

Wade whipped his head to Natasha, then back at Mr Thompson. "OK," he said. "I am sorry to any people named Eugene reading this fic, but for god's sake what the fuck kind of name is that? It's the 21st century!"

Mr Thompson began backing away but Wade promptly turned back to Mr Thompson.

"Oh, no you don't. I don't care what kind of pompous man you think you are, but those 'faggots' have amounted to more than what you could ever hope to be, and depending on if you ever change your mindset, the same could be said for your son. So, either you and your brat get out of here, or Bea and Arthur will meet your neck. Last warning. Leave."

Wade shoulders where heaving, and for whatever reason, Mr Thompson didn't move.