Dear Deadpool: Letters From Accross The Fourth Wall

by Mary Sanctum Treetops

Abigail Tryst is a demure 19 year-old who never read a comic. She falls in love at the movies and then attempts to convince her man to go out with her on a date. In the meantime she endeavors to learn everything she can about him through his comics. Narrated in the (meta) first person in the form of letters, here are her unfiltered thoughts, feelings and dreams as shared with him.

1. Hustling Life

Dear Deadpool,

I love you and I want to marry you. I know you are with Vanessa in the movie but you are not married yet and just in case things don't work out, you should know that I have gone completely bananas for you. You may be wondering why I am not worried about Vanessa reading this. Well, I am. In fact she probably won't read this because she's trapped in your movie... that's something I am just going to have to live with. Whatever the case may be, we should keep in mind that if the two of you are somehow not meant to be together, then everyone will be happier in the scenario I suggest, whereas if you are meant to be together, then we will still all be happier in the world that follows from that outcome. So, in the end, my quest is just going to be a type of reinforcement of what ought to be, whatever that may be. Besides, as you know, it's just a movie, and Vanessa is a character, therefore she may very well be thought to stand for whatever it is that you truly want and maybe I could be that person for you.

One of the reasons why I am a better choice is because, like you, I am meta. I come from beyond the fourth wall. There is a potential understanding between us that Vanessa could never partake in. If there's anyone I should be competing with though, it's death. I hear she loves you and/or you love her (I'll have to read your story to find out), she tangles with your heart in transcendental ways. She too is meta, like me, but we display one important difference: while she is menacing death, I am hustling life.

Before I go on any further, I should tell you that I am not really Abigail Tryst, nor am I Mary Sanctum Treetops... (How's that for meta!... I told you I was meta.) I invented those pen names because I was having a problem satisfying the Fiction requirement of Fan Fiction. I am simply me. Telling you this, however, does not ruin any of the necessary framework for my letters since we may very well imagine that Abigail Tryst is telling us these things in order to protect her own identity and, in the end, we just don't know and it all aligns very well with the genre.

I have to get my hands on your comics because I want to learn everything I can about you. So far I have been trying to keep up with whatever snippets are in the news and in the marketing of your movie and I am enjoying every morsel of it. I fall asleep every night listening to your movie soundtrack.

Good night,

Abigail Tryst.

P.S. I wrote this two days before publication\(letter) sending and just now is a newsflash update: my first Deadpool comic has arrived! It's "Dead Presidents" by Brian Posehn, Gerry Duggan and Tony Moore . You might think that is an odd place to start reading in the continuity of things but it was by a technical accident that I ordered this one first. My accident seems now, however, to be in perfect timing with the upcoming American presidential elections and I can't wait to delve into it because, at a quick glance, it looks singularly great...