Willow smiled at Jessica. She was cooperating. She was getting comfortable with this! Since Willow was relieved to realize Jessica was willingly to get along with Deadpool, she came up to the two and asked what she wanted to do with her free time now.

"Ummm...well I did want to head back and change my clothes since it's so hot...and maybe we could head to the city for drinks" she said, her expression still relaxed and happy.

"I-I mean, if that's okay with you guys" she added quietly, looking at the both of them.

Deadpool shrugged. "Don't care" he said simply.

Willow nodded eagerly." Sure!"

Just when they were about to walk back to her private trailer, a voice called from behind them.

"JEESSSICAAA!"

The three turned and Jess walked toward him to meet him. "What's up"

"Just wanted to let you know that I gotta stick around here. Have some stuff I gotta do"

Jessica peeked around him and saw one particular girl from the makeup crew standing there, watching him. Possibly waiting for him. She looked back at Ethan and noticed the small tinge of red crossing his cheeks.

" 'Stuff you gotta do' ? Yeah, sure Ethan. Sure" she looked at him, giving him a disapproving look.

"If I don't see you later and you're not too busy, maybe we could go get a bite to eat sometime in, say, a few weeks?" he asked, his eyes turning soft to persuade her.

she sighed. "Just text me and we could work it out"

Ethan grinned and Jess pecked him on the cheek, saying their goodbyes. "You better watch it, Ethan. Slow down on your intake of girls before you get your first taste of a black eye" she reminded him. Ethan nodded and they both went their separate ways. When the three finally got to her trailer, she walked ahead and looked backed at them.

"Alright, I'll try to be really fast so just wait a minute" she said before starting her race to grab her belongings.

As soon as her door closed shut, Willow looked at her phone and realized how close dinner time was. Deadpool was just leaning against the trailer, quietly mumbling crazy things Willow chose to ignore.

"Jess, it's nearly five o'clock" Willow said.

After hearing things be rummaged and thrown around, she popped her head outside the door.

"Sorry, I'm being so rude. Do you guys want to come in? It's pretty hot outside and I wouldn't want you two to melt." Before either of them could say anything, she was already opening the door and happily motioning them to come in.

While the two climbed up the steps and made their way inside, Jess trotted to her bedroom, calling out, "Make yourselves at home!"

While Willow seated herself in the built in booth that was opposite to the door, Deadpool walked around, looking at the neatly organized CDS and movies that were lined against the window.

[Snooping through a girl's private belongings? Ah, very classy]

Just investigating

(Yeah, we're just being "dicks"! And you remember what "dicks" are?")

[...slang term for detective, right]

(Yup!)

[Well, that was dangerously close to a another reference I did not want to have to discuss with the readers]

"Destiny's child. Meh, they're okay. Survivor's my favourite. The music video is definitely fap material" he put that one down and looked at the next few. "CeeLo Green (never heard of him), Nirvana (meh, sure), Dashboard confessional (wasn't one of their songs in Spider Man's movie? Tobey Maguire looked so cute in that movie with all the moping and crying for his grandparents)" After flipping through a bunch of CDs and checking them off as "meh" or "never heard of them", he finally caught something.

(Hey, lookie here! Daft Punk)

[She likes Daft punk?]

(Gorillaz too, apparently)

For some reason he put the CDs in his pouches.

"Alright, I'm ready" Jessica said, already hopping down the steps towards the black SUV. Deadpool quickly put down her CDs and went to go follow after the two girls.

"You can sit in the front if you want" Jessica looked back at Deadpool who was just catching up to them. With everyone buckled in, Jess looked over at Deadpool, who was still struggling with the belt and was yanking it harder and harder.

"What the hell!"

"You want some help?"

"No, No, wait a sec, I got this!"

[No, you don't]

With another tug, the belt went a inches further but got stuck again. Willow was trying to help, but the masked man kept ignoring her and was determined to do this by himself.

"Fucking-"

"Would you-"

"Stupid-"

"Wait a-"

"Car!"

"Here, wait a second," Jessica interrupted. As she adjusted the belt a few times, the belt finally clicked into place. Before he could reluctantly mutter thanks, she had already seated herself back into the chair and were already driving out.

For what seemed like only a few seconds, was actually minutes. He wondered where his voice had gone. He'd usually be spouting some sort of nonsense, but not even a loud belch came out of him. Suddenly he was jolted out of his thoughts with the loud blaring of music.

YOU DOWN WITH OPP (YEAH YOU KNOW ME)

WHO'S DOWN WITH OPP (EVERY LAST HOMIE)

YOU DOWN WITH OPP (YEAH YOU KNOW ME)

WHO'S DOWN WITH OPP (ALL THE HOMIES)

"HOLY SHIT JESS IS THIS HOW YOU LOUD YOU PUT IT WHEN YOU'RE DRIVING BY YOURSELF?!"

"Ahhh! No, turn it off! TURN IT OFF!"

Suddenly, he saw Jess leap from the back to the front of the car, trying to press every button frantically. Then it instantly went quiet.

After a day of unconsciously repressing all his usual crazy antics, he couldn't help but start laughing. She pulled herself up to look at him. With her hair now a mess and trying to crawl back into her seat, a light blush appeared on her light brown skin.

"I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to scare you two!"

He looked back towards the girl who immediately became quiet under his stare and was avoiding his eyes.

"Don't worry about it toots," he chuckled. "and call me Wade."

Finally, after a whole four chapter of bullshit, her dark eyes finally met his. The stare sent a slight electrifying pulse throughout her body.

"Er, but you told me to call you-"

"Deadpool's just my superhero name. But since it's you, call me Wade" he replied and winked at her. To his immature, horny 13-year-old-boy mind, he liked that she laughed nervously and her cheeks flamed a brighter red. Before he could try and make her flush again, Willow interrupted the special moment that they were having.

"So you have any idea where you wanna eat?"

"Hmmm...hows about we just go get seven dozen chimichangas? There's one on Cleveland Avenue. Another one on Queens Blvd, Roosevelt Ave, Astoria Blvd, 9th Ave, Amsterdam Ave-"

"I wasn't asking-"

"What's a chimichanga?"

Wade slowly turned around, looking at Jess with a shocked expression.

"You don't know what a chimichanga is?" he whispered in horror. "Please tell me that you're joking"

She simply shrugged her shoulders and shook her head, her doe like-eyes wide and innocent. "Nope"

"Redhead, go to Amsterdam Avenue"

"Now hold on, I was asking Jess"

"It's okay Will, I want to try this" she smiled.

With a small huff of annoyance, Will started driving towards Amsterdam Avenue.