Spiderwoman landed on her balcony with an effortless squat. Despite her nerdy behaviour at work she was actually quite agile. She sighed heavily and straightened up slowly; a few people had called out at her while she was heading home.

She closed the doors to her balcony and pulled off her mask sighing as fresh air hit her skin. It did get quite hot underneath the suit even if he was breathable material; it was why she owned so many in case one was covered in filth.

"God I need a shower" she muttered crossly. She felt so gross and sweaty; plus she had got covered in that Deadpool guys blood upon catching him. Hell she felt kind of gross considering he kind of motor-boated her.

She stripped out of her Spiderwoman costume and threw it in the wash; she then walked about in her comfy black bra and boy shorts. She didn't mind girly underwear but only for special occasions; she was a tomboy at heart.

Her phone was lying on the bedside table; it was glowing with unread messages. She had only one friend Harry Osborn; they had been friends for years but it had been dented by Michael James.

After their breakup Harry had been as supportive as he could have been; but Harry was openly bi and had previously dated him. Afterwards their relationship was awkward but he finally got over the guy.

Now he just helped her with her own life; they were still best friends but he hinted at an interest in her. However the latter only saw him as a friend which made things kind of awkward.

She skimmed over the phone quietly they were mainly from her boss and Aunt may. Nothing special which wasn't surprising; she didn't get many calls nowadays.

"Got new story for ya Parker"-J Jameson

"Eve; I hope you are taking care of yourself. I know how hard you push yourself"-Aunt May

Behind the mask of her superhero costume; Spiderwoman was actually a young office worker named Evelyn Parker. She had been named so by her parents but preferred the nickname "Eve".

She had gotten teased horribly about it in high school for it being so old fashioned; which caused her a lot of grief. Later on after he Uncle Ben had taught her she was named after the first woman "Eve" she softened.

After that she learned to own it and became more openly tomboyish. Yes people still teased her but the fair few commended her for standing up for herself. The only reason she hated it now was because her boss used it to patronize her with sexual harassment.

She shuddered in disgust at the memory of her boss. He was a hard working, bossy, no nonsense boss. She was a somewhat ditzy but very intelligent worker who found great stories. However when she messed up he would scold her but make offers to make up for it.

She growled angrily at the memory; she hated how he was such a sexist asshole sometimes. The only reason she didn't beat the asshole was because of how easily she could be fired. Her pay was enough to pay the rent but not enough to buy luxury items or live in a fancy house.

With that she stormed to the bathroom angrily; she needed to clear her head and body. Showers also doubled as a stress relief next to a hygienic purpose; there was just something soothing about it.

Eve slammed the door behind her crossly; she had no need to lock it as she lived alone. It was kind of nice having freedom to do what you wanted without being pestered 24/7.

"I hate my life" she muttered crossly. While she was grateful for the small things such as her loving aunt and close friend Harry; not all things were great for her.

Her boss constantly sexually harassing her, the hateful bashing she received in newspapers, the amount of villains after her life (and sometimes body), her heartbreaking break-up with MJ and loss of loved ones.

Yes she had received a hell of a lot of trauma in her life; but she tried not to act like an attention seeker about it. She used them to help her become a better person and build on herself. However she did wish that there were some loyal people out there that would stand beside her.

She stripped out of her last clothing items and stepped into the shower. As she switched on the hot water her body released a long held in sigh. All the gymnastic abilities she used as a hero did wear out her body.

Hell she was lucky if she had time to sleep or eat most days; her life was so demanding it was insane. The few times the city was actually peaceful did she manage to get sleep or eat properly.

She rinsed and washed her brown locks and sweaty body; god it felt good to be clean again. Though she begged her not to; her Aunt would sometimes give her money just to help afford some expenses. To repay her Eve took her out to lunch when she had free time or bought her flowers.

"I think I need another job" she muttered crossly. It was bad enough being a superhero was demanding and she also worked for the daily bugle. Her shifts at the Bugle were few and far between; she only worked part time on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays as they very rarely needed her.

Even working the 8 hours she did on those days it wasn't enough to rake in the cash she needed. This meant she would have to look for another job; she just hoped she wouldn't have to demean herself.

Slowly she reached for the shampoo and started scrubbing; she would have to worry about this later. Right now she needed to just enjoy what free time she had at this point in time.

Afterward

Eve wondered out of the bathroom quietly; she was wrapped in a pink fluffy towel which ended at her upper thigh. Her head was covered by another towel which she was enthusiastically drying her hair with.

She walked over to the bed quietly and picked up her phone. She then decided to reply back to her messages. After all if she didn't her boss would lose his shit; but then again when did he not?

Eve to Jameson-"Sure what you got for me boss?"

Eve to Aunt May-"I'm doing ok Aunt May; Working hard as per"

She could handle her boss fine; what she didn't want was her aunt worrying about her too much. She was a kind hearted woman but she was elderly; which meant she was fragile. Being the only family Eve had left she didn't want to lose her anytime soon.

Eve paced around the room quietly; she would pull something on in a bit; right now she just wanted to relax. However little did she know; she was being watched by someone.

Outside

Deadpool sat outside on the roof quietly; he was using his binoculars to spy on people. He hadn't got a job in a while so he had plenty of free time to kill. He hummed quietly as he peered over the dimly lit city watching people scurry about.

So far he had caught a breakup between two people (which he eventually got bored of), briefly watched cartoons at some person's apartment but so far nothing else was catching his attention.

"God I wish something interesting would happen" he muttered crossly. Usually he would shoot himself to kill time with death; but he wasn't up for that right now.

"Maybe we could call Spiderwoman" Voice one gushed excitedly.

Deadpool growled crossly "That would be an idea if we had her number". He had given her his but she hadn't called so far.

"We forget superheroes have their own lives. She doesn't spend every waking moment fighting crime" Voice 2 chided crossly.

"Fudge knuckles" Deadpool cursed bitterly. His own free time consisted of gaming, eating Mexican food and having one night stands. He had ALOT of free time to kill when he wasn't getting jobs to kill someone.

It had been months since his last job and he was bored shitless; hell Spiderwoman was the best thing to happen in ages. He just wished he could see her again to pass his empty time.

He continued peering through the binoculars when he spotted a sight that not only made his eyes pop out of his skull; but his groin tingle.

A lovely young brunette (probably in her mid twenties) was wondering around her apartment in a towel. She had lovely long legs and quite a sizeable bust; and her butt was quite shapely too.

"Holy shit she's hot!" Voice one yelled excitedly.

"Yes she is quite an alluring specimen" Voice 2 agreed solemnly.

Deadpool leaned closer his mind lost to his previous dilemmas; his night had just gotten a whole lot better.

Eventually this said girl walking about in the towel went away back into her room. This made his heart drop sadly. Even if it was only a glimpse she had stolen his heart with that very brief moment.

"Aww she's gone" Voice one whined sadly.

"All the most wonderful things must come to an end" Voice 2 said sadly.

But Deadpool didn't want it to end; he wanted to see more of her. He hadn't seen anyone as stunning as her since Death or his recent crush Spiderwoman. Her body was utterly mind blowing; what he wouldn't give to ride that pony.

His heart filled with sadness as he sat upon the roof now bored out of his face. He was bored of spying now and only wanted her. Hell there wasn't much to do in this town; but he liked its convenience.

Suddenly the doors to the apartment which his new item of affection had been seen opened. She stepped out of the apartment and onto the balcony with a bored expression.

She had long brown wavy-ish hair which reached her chest; her eyes a deep brown colour like chocolate. She was wearing some nerdy black glasses, a black vest (which showed off her ample bosom) and green khaki trousers.

"So she's the nerdy type" Voice one giggled in amusement.

"And I do love the nerds" Deadpool chuckled mischievously. The only other nerd he could think of was Cable. God he loved to go on about the future etc but he was very intelligent; and Deadpool did love listening to his voice.

There was something very sexy about intelligence to Deadpool; it showed that person's capability lay beyond something superficial. He could appreciate an individual who was intuitive and could think on their toes; much like himself.

"Those who are intelligent always seem to be the most desirable" Voice two said hiding some form of embarrassment.

"Basically nerds are the ones who love getting freaky" Deadpool squealed eagerly heart appearing around him.

Meanwhile Eve who was standing on her balcony watched out over the city; she was thankful it was so quiet. After the night she had been through the idea of fighting more crime made her body ache.

However it did get lonely up here sometimes; as much as she loved her space it did get lonely on her own. She had nobody to come home to or anybody to call when she was done with her work.

I mean Harry would text every now and again when he wasn't working but that was about it. She longed for some other form of company in her life to pass the time with. "I wish someone would call me" she sighed heavily her tone sad.

Deadpool with his superhuman abilities heard her from his rooftop. I mean they weren't really that far apart anyway. It was basically about 1 foot away from her apartment in all honesty.

"Did you hear that?! She's looking for company!" Voice one cried practically jumping up and down.

"And we're the best there is to give!" Deadpool proudly folding his arms. He was always the dutiful host and the charismatic charmer.

Luckily the roof wasn't so far away from his current love interest was in reach. He quickly crawled away and used the other buildings to get across.

He eventually reached the rooftop of his beloved brunette nerd. He crouched on the roof quietly taking in her form for a while. God she was so beautiful; how could nobody want to spend time with her?

"Well we outta introduce ourselves" Voice one said in an amused tone.

"Bit late to turn back now; but then again she does look lonely" Voice two said bluntly.

"Ok here we go; handsome prince Deadpool has arrived" Deadpool cooed quietly.