Not Yet (Spider-Man x Deadpool's Daughter)

2 Dad Deadpool

School had finally let out and Trixie headed home. When she reached her apartment complex, she saw her dad, AKA Deadpool sneak in through the window near the back. Trixie chuckled at this and decided to scare him. She climbed up the drain pipe and into the kitchen. Her dad tip-toed in and headed for Trixie's box of cookies. 'OH HELL NAW!!!' Trixie lunged onto her fathers back. "MA COOKIES!!! SO HANDS OFF!!!" She yelled. Wade stumbled backwards as his daughter held him fast in a choke-hold. "T-tap..." he choked. "Good." Trixie got off him and pulled off his mask. She threw it on the floor. "No mask inside." She grumbled taking a cookie.
Wade looked at Trixie. "Your a jerk." "You raised me so shut it." The two laughed. Then Wade looked at her skeptically. "Two thing... one what happened to your ankle?" Trixie looked down at her wrapped ankle. Of course it was fine now, "Sprained it during gym." Wade nodded knowingly "And two... Since when do you wear long sleeves? Aren't you the 'roll sleeves up' kinda girl?" He asked. Trixie paused mid-bite. "It was cold today." 'Hahaha funny self. It was scorching.' She said. "Really? Since when is 89 degrees cold?" He shot back. "Cmon tell me why your wearing long sleeves." He pleaded "I promise I won't get mad. Whatever the reason!" Trixie turned away. "It nothing. I'm fine. Ima start on home work."

(Disclaimer: Most of the time if somebody says their fine. And your worried about them along with others there usually not.so shut it Trixie.)

Trixie ran int9 her room and shut and locked the door. 'I'm sorry but I don't want you to see the bruises.' she thought. She sat down on the bed and pulled on a Spiderman tank top. And a pair of black sweatpants. 'These bruises are getting worse.' Trixie thought as she stared at the dark blue, purple, and black bruises that covered her arms. 'Whatever...' She laid back and thought of what she would if anybody ever found out. Soon she was asleep.