Deadpool pov

Pressed up against the wall Peter is leaning out to peek around the corner when suddenly he hears a voice behind him.

"Hello, Baby-Jedi."

Swirling around he pulls out his lightsaber and is met by the familiar sight of a certain Sith.

Grinning Deadpool ignites his lightkatanas and kneels down, shouting, "Surprise!" before crossing his katanas around Peter's outstretched wrist and swiping them outwards.

Grin dropping Deadpool stares at his lightkatanas staying pressed against the apprentice wrist, not going trough it. "...Surprise?"

Startled Peter ignites his lightsaber and Deadpool just manages to see a blue light before he feels a surge go trough his body, Huh? That's not usually how that feels, and he passes out.

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Lying bound on the floor Deadpool gains consciousness only to moan in pain. "Oww. Why do I feel like the kid from Jurassic Park?"

"What?"

Opening his eyes Deadpool squints over at Peter. "Fried."

Looking slightly guilty the apprentice averts his eyes away from him. "That's because I stunned you. Sorry."

"What?" Frowning in confusion Deadpool can't make that add up with what he remembers from before he passed out. "How?"

Sheepishly the apprentice holds his lightsaber up and waves it slightly.

"Seriously?"

Nodding Peter lowers his lightsaber back down.

Feeling even more confused the Sith just stares at him blankly. "Again: How?"

Glancing over at the door Peter sights. "I guess I have time to explain."

Eyes flickering between Peter and the door, Deadpool's brows shoot up."Wait, are we locked in?"

Staring intensely down at the floor the apprentice blushes and mumbles something indistinct.

Smiling lopsidedly Deadpool looks Peter over with half lidded eyes. "If you wanted me alone you could have simply asked."

Head snapping up Peter's face heats up. "Didn't you wanted to know how this thing works?"

"Oh, I already know how this works. If you just come over here we can start." Grinning Deadpool motions with a nod for the apprentice to come closer.

Glaring Peter holds up his lightsaber. "I meant my lightsaber."

Gaze bypassing the lightsaber Deadpool pointedly looks at Peter's crotch. "I can probably figure it out."

Face blazing, Peter tightens his hold on his lightsaber. "Do you want me to stun you again?"

"Oh, kinky."

Turing away Peter ignores him and start to try to open the door.

"Oh, come on, Baby-Jedi, I was kidding. Except for if you wanted me to be serious, because then I'm very serious."

Not listening Peter simply keeps on ignoring him.

"Oh, come on." Pouting Deadpool lets his head fall back to the floor with a soft thud.

Staring up at the ceiling he start to hum to try stave of the inevitable boredom. "Duuh Duuh da da da Duuh Duuh da da da Duuh Duuh dun-dun-dun-duuuuh..."

Frowning Peter stops his tinkering with the door lock to look back at the Sith. "What's that?"

"Huh? Oh, it's the Star Wars theme."

"Star wars theme? Didn't know this was a star war. Even less that it had its own theme."

"Well, can't call it Space Wars. It's already taken. By the way it's Star Wars. Capital first letters. Sometimes entirely capitalized. Also it's not a star war but the Star Wars. There's IV Episodes, several prequels and..."

Continuing his explanation it takes him while before he notices that Peter have stopped listening and gone back to the door lock.

Mouth closing with a snap he pouts and looks away. Letting his eyes wander around the room his attention is caught by his katanas lying on a table and a thought strikes him.

"So how come I couldn't cut your hand off?"

Exasperated Peter looks back at him. "Wrist cuffs. Remember?"

"But my katanas didn't overload."

"Yeah." Frowning Peter looks over at them. "Why is that?"

"I got them fitted with non-dimetris circuits."

"Really? Cool." Eyes lighting up the apprentice quickly moves over to the lightkatanas and starts to tinker with them.

"Hey! Don't touch them!"

Not responding Peter just keeps doing what he's doing. Grumbling at being ignored once more, Deadpool lets out a heavy sighs. "So you're smart. What's wrong with them? Why couldn't they cut through your wrist this time?"

"Oh, there's nothing wrong with your lightsabers. My wrist cuffs are merely coated in cortosis, the main part of them is made of Mandalorian iron."

Whistling the Sith can't help but feel impressed. "Mandalorian iron? Wow. That stuff ain't exactly cheap. How you get them?"

Busy concentrating on the lightkatanas Peter lets his mouth go on autopilot.

"I saved a Mandalorian once and her honer dictated that she did something in return. I asked if she could teach me how to forge. I made the cuffs and she let me keep them. Later I managed to get my hands on some cortosis and covered them in it."

"Can they shoot web?"

Straightening up Peter looks over at the Sith in confusion. "Why would they do that?"

"Would be cool. Wouldn't it?" Shrugging Deadpool turns on his back and stares up at the ceiling.

"So..." Turning his head Deadpool looks at Peter tinkering with the lightkatanas. "Why are you here?"

Giving up on his fiddling with the katanas Peter sits back on the table edge. "I'm suppose to retrieve a data disc."

"What's on it?"

Closing his eyes Peter leans his head back. "Can't tell you."

"Is it information?"

Humming Peter rolls his shoulders.

"Is it a print?"

Stiffening Peter's eyes snap open.

"And of the blue variety?"

Now staring at the Sith, Peter slowly stands.

"Often refereed to as blueprints?"

"How do you know this?"

Shifting Deadpool cants his hips up. "Check my pocket."

Raising an eyebrow Peter looks at him doubtfully.

Wiggling his hips the Sith smiles innocently. "Oh, come on, I don't bite."

Letting out a deep sigh Peter grabs the lightsabers and walks up to him. "If this is a trick..."

-..-..

Slightly confused but happy and not willing to question it Peter puts the data disc securely in an inner pocket.

Now leaning on the door he tries to listen for footsteps outside.

"Eh, what are you doing?"

"If I'm fast enough I don't need to worry about keeping a low profile." Hearing no footsteps he activates his lightsaber and starts to cut the door open, causing alarms to start blaring.

Frowning Deadpool suddenly notices his katanas hanging from the apprentice hip. "Hey! Give me back my katanas!"

"I'm taking them as compensation for you trying to cut my hand off." As he finishes cutting the last part Peter pointedly looks over his shoulder. "Again."

"But I failed. And you stunned me. We're even."

"Don't think so."

"You can't leave. You never explained the stun thing."

"Maybe some other time." Taking a quick look around the corridor Peter gives a small wave. "Bye"

"Come back here!"

A/N: I have no beta and English ain't my first language so I really appreciate it when people help by pointing out grammar and spelling errors. :)