Hey guys so for those of you who have read the comics you'll understand this chapter perfectly, and for those of you who don't lemme explain. This is the breaking of the 4th wall, what Deadpool comics are kind of original for. The 4th wall is that imaginary wall that separates actors from movie goers, readers from characters that sorta thing. Deadpool in his comics often addressed all sorts of things with the reader and the author, I mean the guy was even aware he was a comic and used speech bubbles! So when all of you who commented about his appearance started talking I figured it'd make more sense if I let Wade speak for himself. He talks a lot.

Wade: Hey, you can't talk shit about me before we even start!

Jokerfest: *ignores Wade* Alright guys so before I delve back into the story there was one last thing I wanted to get cleared up *takes out paper and comical glasses* Okay-

Wade: Woah, woah hold it there babe!

Jokerfest: Excuse me?

Wade: Look they're inter'sted in me. I'm just givin' 'em what they want. *shrugs shoulders and grins*

Jokerfest: You really are an ass *pretends to gasp in amazement*

Wade: *flips Jokerfest the bird*

Jokerfest: Okay, look you! I'm the writer, director, the chief, the big boss and if you don't wanna end up lookin' like Baraka I suggest you get your ass in line!

Wade: *grumbles* Yes ma'am.

Jokerfest: S'what I thought. Anyway-

Wade: Wait!

Jokerfest: Goddammit Wade!

Wade: It'll be real quick I swear!

Jokerfest: Better be or it's your ass.

Wade: Okay, so everyone knows that in the movie and the comic book I come out of this experiment lookin' like some fucked up version of Freddy Krueger, right?

Jokerfest: *impatiently* Yeah...

Wade: Well...

Wade: ...

Wade...

Wade...

Wade: How 'bout we not do that this time around.

Jokerfest: Urghh you made me wait for that!?!??

Wade: *Touches face* This is a very, wait can you underline very, ya will? Thanks. Anyway this a VERY, nice face. I'm not exactly lookin' forward to scaring small children with it.

Jokerfest: Then there's no damn Deadpool story!

Wade: Yeah, there is, I'll just be...hot, instead of unforgivably ugly. I mean think of all the ladies, think they'll be story alerting and story favoriting the hell out of this fic, when, and yeah bold this part wouldja. When MY FACE INDUCES THE URGE TO VOMIT!?!

Jokerfest: I'm not changin' a thing. The only thing we're debating here is how ugly I get to make you.

Wade: *sarcastically* Is that all?

Jokerfest: Now get over here and let me get a good look atcha.

Wade: You grab my ass I file a lawsuit, kay pumpkin?

Jokerfest: *ignores comment* So what do you wanna keep?

Wade: How 'bout my damn mouth for starters? And can we not make me bald?

Jokerfest: Yes to the mouth no to the baldness.

Wade: Oh come on! *yanks hair* Does this really have to go!?!?

Jokerfest: Well...yeah.

Wade: Dammit! Okay well my swords what about those?

Jokerfest: Where d'ya want 'em?

Wade: In my hands not up my goddamn arms would be nice. I mean honestly what kinda sadistic bastard goes sticking almost a three foot blade up someon-

Jokerfest: *Shakes hand up and down as if holding a cup* Hear that?

Wade: Hear what?

Jokerfest: *grinning* Care can's empty.

Wade: Coldhearted bitch.

Jokerfest: Maybe we should have the blades inserted rectally...

Wade: SORRY SORRY SORRY! Jesus! Can't you take a joke?!?

Jokerfest: You didn't sound like you were joking.

Wade: Sorry.

Jokerfest: Anyway, I don't want t' make your whole body disfigured, just your face-

Wade: *oozes sarcasm* Well, that's a relief.

Jokerfest: *glares at Wade before continuing* Anyway, I like your body with the tattoos and whatnot so we'll keep that, mmm and those abs.

Wade: I'm not gonna sleep with you, even if you do gimme back my face! I want Rona.

Jokerfest: That's sweet of you.

Wade: Whatever, so lemme get this straight. Face hideously scarred, surgical tattoos, *grimaces* no hair, I keep my mouth, swords in hand...hmmm, are we forgetting something?

Jokerfest: Shit! Your abilities!

Wade: Aha, now the ones in the movie were pretty sweet, can I-

Jokerfest: No!

Wade: Aww come on they were co-

Jokerfest: NO.

Wade: Bu-

Jokerfest: No.

Wade: Fine. So that leaves me with the regulars: healing, teleportation, super strength-

Jokerfest: Maybe not SUPER strength, just maybe about Victor Creed strong.

Wade: Why not just kill me now?

Jokerfest: Whatever, you're freaking immortal why are you complaining? On top of that you still got the heightened agility, superb reflexes, immunity to mind tricks so as long as you stay on your toes-

Wade: I won't get the shit beat outta me, thanks.

Jokerfest: You're quite welcome. Anyway I also wanted to mention to you readers that Wade's not gonna be wearing red spandex either. I just don't see Ryan Reynolds in red spandex, that's just a mite bit demeaning, dontcha think? If Hugh Jackman wasn't in the famous yellows, why get Ryan, huh?

Wade: Thanks, that's nice of you, but I mean what about Rona?

Jokerfest: Yeah, what?

Wade: Think she'll go for me lookin' like a freak?

Jokerfest: Hmm depends on you.

Wade: You use cliffhangers in your stories too damn much!

Jokerfest: Do not, 'sides we can't go tellin' the reader the whole story can we?

Wade: Right. Okay, fine but remember I may be horribly disfigured later on, but lawyers don't have to see my face for me to hire 'em.

Jokerfest: Uh huh. Anyway, to you reader hope you enjoyed this little conversation here and if you have anything to say to either Wade or myself feel free to PM or leave a comment!

Wade: And if you're cute send a nud-

Jokerfest: *Claps hand over Wade's mouth* Wade says bye too. See ya till next time!