Special shout-out to Slothinator who is the author of Repercussions, a very well written Spideypool Fanfic.
Lokitty: This be the story of Deadpool (Wade Wilson) and Spiderman (Peter Parker)!
Deadpool: Hurray! Can I tell it? I'm going to tell it!
Spiderman: Wade, who are you talking to?
Deadpool: The readers or course!
Spiderman: What?
Deadpool: Never mind! Time to begin the story of my sex life with Spidey!
Spiderman: No!
Deadpool: But that's what they want to read!
Lokitty: OH for the love of Loki, just start at the festival!
Deadpool: Brilliant!
Lokitty: No shit. This story be in normal POV.
Deadpool: Hurray!
It was a slightly overcast day in New York City, and central park was filled with small children dragging their parents from tent to tent and ride to ride at the yearly festival. The smell of corn dogs and chocolate filled the air, along with the sounds of children screaming, whining, crying, and laughing. Peter sighed with content as he walked through the crowded row of tents. He loved coming to the festival ever since he was a little boy, and he made sure to never miss it. Patrolling the city as the Amazing Spiderman could wait until that evening, but for now he was torn between a corn dog and a hot dog. After a few moments of a mental debate, he decided to get both and headed to a tall oak tree at the edge of all the events. Sitting down against the tree he began to eat his corn dog when a tall, muscular figure appeared before him.
"Peter! What are the chances of running into you here? Are you going to eat that?" Deadpool grabbed the hot dog and shoved up his mask to eat it quickly. Peter watched him slightly irritated, he really wanted that hot dog.
"I was, but apparently I don't get to anymore," Wade laughed and pulled his mask back down. Ever since the merc had discovered his real identity, (not exactly his choice, but Wade had found him bleeding and passed out and his mask was torn apart), he just happened to be everywhere Peter was. Sure, he liked company every now and then since he lived by himself, but he was pretty sure that the merc was stalking him.
"Well it was delicious!" Peter rolled his eyes and finished his corn dog. He stood brushing the crumbs off his pants then eyed the merc who was trying to climb the tree, for some reason.
"Why have you been everywhere I have been for the past couple days?" Wade laughed and jumped down. He swung an arm around Pete's shoulder.
"You act like I'm stalking you! I just happened to see you and just decided we should hang out! I can never get enough of my amazing spidey!" Peter blushed slightly at the compliment. He had always admired the skill of the merc, and he did have a very toned body, that was to say he had a small crush on him. But that's all it was, a small crush.
"You do stalk me, and I will prove it," Wade grinned, which was always evident through his mask.
"Alright then, go for it," Peter groaned. How was he actually supposed to prove it? He started to figure out how he was going to prove it but Wade had other ideas. He grabbed his hand and dragged him to the cotton candy stand. "Let's get some!"
"Let's get some means that I have to pay for it, don't I?" Wade nodded.
"I mean, if we were on a date or something I'd pay for it, but we're not so you have to pay for it!" Peter crossed his arms.
"How does that make any sense?" Wade laughed.
"Because it just does," Peter rolled his eyes but paid anyway. The merc's logic was normally twisted and only made sense to him, but Peter wasn't interested in getting into an argument and causing a scene. People were already eyeing Wade nervously, and the security guard standing by the popcorn stand didn't look too pleased with Wade's weapons. He was actually headed their way now.
"Um Wade, maybe we should go somewhere else, that security guard is coming this way," Wade saw the guard and waved at him. "Wade, really?"
"What? I'm being friendly!" Peter rolled his eyes and paid for the cotton candy, then pushed the merc out of the crowd and towards the streets.
"We can hang out later, since you're stalking me and all," Wade laughed and grabbed his cotton candy.
"Whatever you say Spidey," Wade walked off smirking. (That was so nice of him to buy us a hot dog and cotton candy!) [Yes, because he did that of his own accord.] He still let us have it! Well I took the hot dog, but he didn't protest! (See? He likes us) [He knows you're stalking him.] (WE are not stalking him. Deadpool is!) Hehe, he's not going to prove it though. We won't let him! [He is supposed to be amazing, have some faith in him.] (Who said we didn't?) Wade smirked and strolled home enjoying the now an argument between the two voices in his head.
Peter watched him go and sighed, he could be a handful, and if he keeps calling him Spidey in public somebody could catch on! They'd have to have a discussion about that, but knowing Wade he'd give some random reason why no one would actually notice and Peter would probably just accept it. After all, what's a crush without a little compromise? Pete went back to ride some coasters pretending that his compromise nonsense made some sort of sense.
Peter started his patrol at 8:00 but something was nagging at the back of his mind as he swung from building to building: Why was Deadpool always hanging around him? Sure, they were friends and all, but the merc spent almost every chance he seemed to get with Peter, and he didn't understand why. Maybe he actually had a little crush on him too…? No, Pete couldn't think like that, he couldn't risk getting lost in a fantasy again. He had been lost once before, and he wasn't going to go through that again, not if he could help it. He sat on the edge of one of New York's many skyscrapers, swinging his legs a little as he watched the people walking through the streets, trying to get home before it got too late. In a way, he missed living a simple life as a normal person, but at the same time where would he be if it wasn't for his powers? He'd still be that scrawny, weak, nerdy boy who never spoke to girls and always got beat up in high school. His powers changed all that, well he was still nerdy but he could talk to girls and was not getting beat up at collage. The only thing his powers couldn't help him with was his sexuality, because he liked girls, but he really found Wade attractive. He wasn't gay, but he wasn't sure if he was bi either, because he doesn't find other men attractive. Peter's thought process was interrupted by a loud thud behind him.
"I brought a crate to sit on!" Peter turned to see Wade standing in front of a crate about half as tall as him.
"Ok. Question; why?" Wade sat down on it.
"It has a person in it, but his delivery isn't until tonight so I put him in here!" Pete sighed and stood up. He walked over to the crate and crossed his arms.
"You understand as a hero it's my job to free him, right?" Wade shrugged.
"But as my friend it's your job to deal with it, plus its big enough for both of us to sit on!" because the roof wasn't good enough for Wade's fine ass. He scooted over and patted the spot next to him, waiting for Spidey to sit. "Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeee. If you deal with it I'll make you pancakes!" Pete laughed a little and sat, but he wasn't totally happy with a man being in the crate.
"Wade, we need to talk about you calling me Spidey in public. Nobody can find about what my secret identity is, remember?" Deadpool didn't seem to be paying any attention to him, he was too busystaring at the sky. "Wade!"
"You worry too much. Hey look! It's going to rain! Now I won't have to wash my suit or shower!" Pete scooted away a little, making Wade laugh, "Don't worry, I shower every night, but sometimes I bathe in the rain," Pete smirked. The man in the crate started banging on it and was trying to yell for help but he sounded muffled, Wade must've duct taped his mouth or something. Wade kicked stood up and kicked the crate.
"Wade! It's bad enough he's trapped in there, you don't have to make it worse by kicking it!"
"But Spideyyyyyyyy," Pete took off his mask and crossed his arms. His face was stern and he wasn't about to lose the argument, "Fineeeeeeee, but only because you asked," he sat again and Pete smirked. Lightning struck the night sky, causing Peter to jump in surprise, then it started to sprinkle. Putting his mask back on, Pete stood and turned to Wade.
"I have to finish my patrol. Don't kick the crate anymore and please take an actual shower," before Wade could protest or whine Pete jumped off the building and swung away. Wade watched him go smirking, [Are you actually going to listen to him?] (If we don't he'll get upset with us!) [He won't know if we listen to him or not.] He'd find out, he's a smart kid. (A smart and attractive kid!) But he's straight. [How would you know? You've never asked him.] (He's right! We should ask him tomorrow!) That's a great idea! The man in the crate started banging against the sides again and Wade groaned.
"Would you stop trying to escape? This would be a lot easier if you'd just behave!" the man kept banging against it so Wade hit it. Peter said not to kick it, he never said anything about punching it. (He's going to be upset with us…) Wade ignored the voice in his head and decided to take the crate to the docks early.
Peter returned to his apartment a little after ten and plopped down on the couch, turning on the news. He didn't bother to take off his full suit yet, just his mask. The nightly news woman was talking about a CEO who had supposedly been kidnapped by Deadpool tonight. Pete smirked, that was probably the guy who was in the crate. He shouldn't have let Wade keep him in there, but honestly he didn't want to get into a fight with the merc, who had promised him pancakes. Peter closed his eyes and thought about that; Wade had never come to his place because he didn't know where he lived yet. And Peter had only been to Wade's place once, and boy was it a mess. Spending time there wasn't exactly his cup of tea, and how Wade lived in such a mess was beyond him. Pete's apartment was spotless, except for a couple dirty dishes in the sink he had yet to get to. Maybe he'd talk Deadpool into cleaning his place up, or at least spraying it with sanitizer. Yawning, he stood and turned off the news before removing the rest of his suit and curling up in bed. He was too tired to put on pajama's, and it's not like anyone was going to randomly show up to make him pancakes…
Lokitty: I hope you liked it! There's not going to really be a time frame for when the next chapter is uploaded. It's really just a matter of when I get the chance to work on it and then edit it and what not.
Deadpool: Stay tuned for the next exciting adventure of the Amazing ME!
Lokitty: You mean the Amazing Spiderman.
Deadpool: Sureeeeeee.
