Spideypool - One Shots

11 - Oops

The top half is made by _daddy.pool_ on instagram. The bottom half, I found it on ig too. Read from left to right.

I have no idea who's the x-force so I'm just gonna change it a bit. But the main idea is there.
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"Another job done."

Spider-man placed a hand on his hip and smiled u underneath his mask. The robber gave up trying to struggle against the webbing. "Thanks, Spider-Man," one of the policeman said. The arachnid superhero saluted the police and swung away.

A gunshot was heard when Peter swung from building to building. He followed the sound of the shot and saw a man in a red and black suit cocking his gun at someone. "Hey!" The man turned around and for some reason, Peter could see his smile through the mask.

"Spidey!"

Peter raised an eyebrow. "What did I tell you?" He asked and crossed his arm. Deadpool shrugged and asked innocently, "One injury?"

Spider-man rolled his eyes. "Just knock him up. No killing, let the police take care of him," he said.

Deadpool whined, "But he's a piece o'shit! Come on! I can do this!" Peter gave him a pointed look through his mask.

"I could kill if I wanted to, but I have some moral of humanity."

Deadpool sighed. "Fine," he muttered. The man on the ground had already passed out but Deadpool didn't lower his gun.

"Put the gun down then!"

Deadpool huffed and kept his gun mumbling about how 'Spidey's no fun.'
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Peter was walking with Ned after school. "Another Star Wars Marathon?" Ned asked excitedly. Peter nodded his head with a huge grin. "Yes!" They quickly conversed before leaving in different directions.

"Hey!"

Peter turned around and squinted his eyes at the person. Someone had decided to rob a poor old defenceless lady and bolted. Peter sighed and followed the person. He didn't need to change into his suit since someone else was there. "Now that was the very nice, was it?" Deadpool asked.

The robber quivered and took out his gun shakily. "I-I'll s-shoot y-you!" Deadpool sighed and took out his katanas. "They always say the same thing," he said before slashing at the person. The robber howled in pain before collapsing.

Peter decided to cut in. "Hey, Deadpool!" The mercenary turned around and the white eyes on his masks looked like he was widening his eyes. "What's a pretty boy like you doing here?" He said and leaned onto his sword. Peter blushed and glared at him.

"I'm not a pretty boy," he muttered.

"You're not suppose to be killing random people," he stated. Deadpool huffed and crossed his arms with the katanas. "But he's a bad guy!" He pointed his sword at the passed out robber.

"I could kill if I wanted to, but I have some moral of humanity," Peter slipped without realising it. Deadpool squinted his eyes.

"Wait, what did you say?"

Peter's eyes widened before quickly saying, "Uh...nothing?"

He left the alley quickly walking away. "Shit shit shit! Mr Stark's gonna kill me," he muttered. Speak of the devil, his phone rang. He sighed and picked it up.

"Kid, where are you? It's been an hour."

Peter sighed and glanced back before quickly walking away. "It's n-nothing, Mr Stark!" He said.

"Sure, Pete. Just come back safe, okay?" Tony said. Peter sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"Okay."

He hung up and bumped into someone. He yelped and jumped back. "Can you not do that?" He asked. Deadpool tilted his head to the side.

"Do what?"

"Always appearing out of nowhere," he said and gestured with his hands. Deadpool smirked at him, "This is the first time I'm doing it in front of you."

Peter creased his eyebrows before reality hit him. He groaned and placed his head in his hands. "Oh my fucking god," he mumbled.

"I can't believe I just said that," he said more to himself. Deadpool chuckled and tilted his head.

"You're adorable, baby boy," Deadpool said and caressed his cheek. Peter blushed an swatted his hand away. He glanced at his phone and freaked. "Oh shit! I need to go," he said and was about to walk away when Deadpool pulled his hand.

"Deadpool, wha-,"

He was cut off by a sudden blackness. A second later, he fell onto something soft. Peter closed his eyes and focused on not puking. Deadpool chuckled and leaned onto the wall. "You'd get used to it," he said. Peter opened his eyes and glared at him. "Welcome back, Peter. Boss has been informed," FRIDAY said. When he looked around, he realised he was in his room.

"How did you know I live here?" He asked suspiciously.

Deadpool shrugged. "Tin can has a 'secret' son," he said and put quotation marks on 'secret'. "It's kinda obvious."

Peter rolled his eyes and collapsed onto his bed. "Friday? Where's Mr Stark?" He asked.

"He's coming up now," FRIDAY's voice chirped. Peter widened his eyes and pushed Deadpool towards his window.

"You, sir, have to get out. Mr Stark hates you. As in despises you," he said. Deadpool chuckled and shrugged.

"Can't blame the man," he said. Peter raised an eyebrow at him. "He's twenty feet away," FRIDAY informed.

"Just get out. I'll see you tonight," he mumbled. Deadpool chuckled and turned around and lifted Peter's hand kissing it through his mask. "See you tonight," he said and smirked. Peter blushed and shooed him out.

"Pete? Why did Friday say Deadpool was in your room?"
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