Hello! This is a really quick oneshot prompted by Ravishing_Melancholy on AO3! I kept it kinda short, sorry about that. But it was fun to try and think of the different ways this could go. :P

I am going to try and get back into the swing of doing these, because they're fun and I can be a bit more lax with them. If you've made suggestions and I've never done them, I'm sorry! I am still trying! There are just some fandoms I've never been part of and I don't really know the characters. If you *really* want to see Sutton in some of them, just let me know. I can try and do more research. Or, idk, maybe you could write something and I'll feature it.

Idk, my main point is that I haven't forgotten! And I do feel bad about putting so many off!

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Sutton was absolutely horrified. Nothing could have prepared her for an encounter like this. She wouldn't have ever even believed someone if they'd tried to warn her beforehand. She rubbed at her eyes as the intruder stood in the middle of the Tower living room and waved cheerily.

"No way," Sutton insisted. "You're not supposed to-"

"Exist in this universe? I know right. But hey, I figured if you could hop around, why couldn't I? And what are they gonna do? Nail me with copyright infringement? Ha!"
Sutton sputtered as she tried to process what he'd said.

"You-you know about me?"

The man in tight red leather placed a hand on his hip and leaned forward, waving the opposite hand down in a quick move.

'Puh-lease! You're like the cover-kid for universal hopping! How could I not? I think you might be competing with me for most meta references. Don't, by the way." He sounded suddenly serious and pointed one finger at her sternly. "It's all I got."

Sutton blinked and swallowed nervously.

"I'll try to control myself," she said. She hesitated. "Deadpool."

The mask pulled up at the sides and Sutton assumed he was smiling.

"Great!"

She watched as he moved across the room and squatted down to eyeball the plate of scones she'd made earlier. The katanas strapped to his back clacked together as he moved. There were also several knives and guns attached to various parts of his body. Sutton forced her eyes away from them.

"Uh, you can have some if you want."

He hopped up and snatched a couple off the plate.

"Awesome! Thanks!" Sutton watched warily still as he lifted half his mask up in order to eat. His skin was pocketed and red all over, truly unsettling to look at.

"Hey," he drawled in between bites. "You didn't just offer me some because you thought I'd kill you otherwise, right?"

Sutton, who had been trying to discretely text Steve "Danger Level "Crazy". Require assistance", looked up quickly and shook her head.

"No! Of course not," she reassured. "There's just plenty to go around. And universe

hopping can really drain you. Don't you think? I mean, how did you manage it?"
Deadpool grinned widely, looking completely relaxed. He held up a pointer finger triumphantly.

"If you know the names of the author's family members and where they live, you'd be amazed at what you can make happen!"
Sutton's false smile flickered.

"Oh man. I mean- which comic book writers do you know?"

"Oh," said Deadpool. "It wasn't a comic book writer this time. This lady is a smaller fish. Really hates spiders though." He laughed.

Sutton didn't want to know. She really didn't.