A Week with Red Team Chapter 7 Free Day

"This is a new one on me. Very new. I didn't think this could even happen."

Matt groaned. "Foggy, please drop this."

"No. Nuh-uh. Not dropping this." Foggy stopped pacing and faced the trio of vigilantes-stroke-superheroes-stroke-occasional mercenaries. "I have done, seen and put up with a lot since I found out my bestie moonlights as a devil. A jailbait boyfriend. A mercenary boyfriend. Both at once. Pretty much anykind of injury imaginable. I have helped you two piece Wade back together after explosive dismemberment. I have watched the pout on Matt's face as one or both of you gets thrown out of the courtroom. But never, never, did I ever imagine I'd get a three am call to pick you up from where you were hiding in a shipping container dressed as prostitutes."

"It was his idea," Matt and Peter chorused, both pointing at Wade.

"And you two went along with it?!"

"It seemed like a good idea," Peter pouted.

"We just…didn't think it through far enough," Matt finished.

"It did work, sorta," Peter continued.

"We just didn't have an extraction plan," Matt concluded.

"Yeah, but I did not need to see the three of you in miniskirts!" Foggy yelled.

Matt turned slowly in Wade's direction. "Wade…when you said you were wearing a dress…were you wearing anything under it?"

"'Course!" Wade protested. "Bra and panties. Obviously."

Matt inched off the sofa. "Obviously."

"Matt," Foggy growled. "If you ever make me do this again, I will take pictures and show Karen."

"Are you sure you want to risk her wanting some of this?" Wade declared, gesturing grandly towards himself, Matt and Peter. "I mean, there's one sexy devil, one baby boy, and of course, me!"

"Class of your own, you are," Peter snarked. "Look, I got a paper due on Monday, and I dare say Matt needs some sleep so he can go to Mass in the morning and spend the afternoon confessing about wearing women's clothes, so why don't Wade and I go for tacos and let you two besties make up?"

"You know me so well," Matt grinned. "Go on. See you, I don't know. Monday night maybe. I'll text you."

"Sure you don't want to join us?" Wade pouted.

"I'm sure. Off you go." He made a shooing gesture towards the door.

"We're off," Peter grinned. He rose, dropped a kiss on Matt's cheek, then pulled Wade up. "I'm not sure crossdressing actually is a sin, so don't get to upset. Bye."

"Sayonara," Wade called over his shoulder. Peter was more than strong enough to tug him around, and he wasn't gonna be bugging the lawyers any more tonight.

Foggy watched the door close behind them. "I don't know how you can deal with those two."

Matt grinned. "Sometimes you just have to kick them out. The rest of the time, it's a rollercoaster and then some."

"From what you've told be about your week, I can believe it."

AN: And it's a wrap. A little late finishing, but it's done. Hopefull the regular stuff will be back up soon.