Peter wasn't going to let May pay the rent all on her own. Not when there was the two of them, not when being Spider-Man made everything that much harder. And if that meant washing scratched up dishes and scrubbing old blood from the tile grout at Sister Margaret's School for Wayward Girls, then so be it. But then one...
"Now you listen to me." Spider-Man spoke. "Oh I can do more than that." Replied Deadpool. "I'm absolutely sick of you." "Comprehensible." "You're the embodiment of everything I despise." "Ouch." "And you're coming with me." Wade stared at the narrowed and empty white lenses in silence for a couple moments, he was def...