Danny watched the back and forth between everyone in the room after Wade had ordered the pizza, becoming increasingly confused as the conversation went. Weapon X, Danny thought, must have been the scientists that were experimenting on him, since they'd mentioned Hydra before, but Daredevil said that he was there for the kidnapped people, which Danny had had no idea about.

He'd also noted that Wade had a tendency to talk to himself, like, legitimate conversation type talk to himself, which no one else had seemed to notice. But the information that Wade didn't trust the people that he'd just left him in the room with made him uncomfortable. He'd been amused listening to their conversation before, but now that Wade had left the room, he was feeling unsafe.

He tried to reassure himself by touching his core repeatedly, but it didn't seem to help much. At least the other's in the room were ignoring him in favour of the argument that they were having. Well, the adults were. Spider-Man was staring at him like he was the most fascinating thing in the world. Danny touched his core again, feeling his eye's light green the longer he held it. He released it with a deep breath.

The sudden lack of voices caught his attention, and he looked back at the adults. Daredevils head was back in his hands, and he was rubbing his temples. The metal man, who still hadn't introduced himself, was looking at Spider-Man. Daredevil settled back on the couch as the metal man approached Spider-Man.

"Are you alright, kiddo?" he asked, his voice much quieter than before. Spider-Man finally looked away from Danny.

"I'm fine, Mr. Stark." he answered. Ah, the metal man was Mr. Stark, who had put the AI in Spider-Mans suit. He must be smart, than, if he could do that. Spider-Man turned his gaze back to Danny, and 'Mr. Stark' followed where he was looking. Danny felt his entire body go tense at the calculating look in the man's eyes.

Daredevils head snapped up from his hands when Mr. Stark started to approach him, and Danny's breathing went shallow. "What are you doing, Stark?" he asked. His voice was sharp, and more than a little cold. Stark paused in his approach.

"I'm just checking on the kid?" his tone was questioning. Danny forced himself to appear relaxed, though his chest still felt tight, and he knew he wasn't breathing properly.

"The kid's fine, leave him alone."

"Fine? Fine?! Daredevil, the kids covered in blood! Does that look fine to you?!"

"Of course not, but if you think for even a second that Deadpool wouldn't gut you if he thought you hurt that kid, then you are sorely mistaken."

"And you think the sort of person that would gut someone is who should be taking care of a kid? He's fucking bleeding!" Danny shrunk back into the bean bag at the anger in the mans voice.

"I think that you should stop yelling, and maybe try not to piss off the unstable mercenary who doesn't trust us." Daredevils voice was much quieter than Starks, but it also held a note of repressed anger, like he wanted to yell back.

"I don't think that we should leave a kid with a mercenary at all! Let alone one that you have just openly admitted is unstable!" Stark yelled. "In fact, I think that I might just take the kid with me for proper medical attention!"

A hand touched Danny's shoulder, and he jumped at the contact and swiveled his head to see Wade standing behind him. Wade wasn't looking at Danny though, he was looking at Stark. In Wades other hand were a few water bottles.

"That's a horrible idea," Daredevil said. Danny could hear that he was about to say more, but Stark interrupted him.

"I don't need the approval of some vigilante to do what I know is the right thing!" Wade slipped his hand down Danny's back to help him sit up, dropping the water bottles to the side when he whined. Stark turned back around to face Danny just as Wade had pulled him into his arms and sat down with him in his lap, Danny's back leaning into Wades chest for support, and almost sighing as the heat chased the cold away. Stark froze when he saw them.

Wade opened a bottle and handed it to Danny, waiting until he started drinking before he pulled out a gun and set it on his knee. Danny watched with wide eyes as he flipped the safety off.

"I think," Wade said slowly, his chest rumbling pleasantly against Danny's back with the low pitch of it. "That you should all leave," Danny felt immense relief at the cool water as it slid down his sore throat. Starks expression darkened, but just as he opened his mouth to speak again, a squeaky, high pitched voice interrupted him.

"What a brilliant idea, Mr. Wilson, Deadpool sir!" everyone looked at Spider-Man where he was, pressed against a window halfway up the wall and on the other side of the room. "We should definitely be going now! So sorry to have intruded on your space for so long! We'll be going now! Bye!" Spider-man flipped open the window behind him as he spoke, and disappeared as soon as the last word was spoken. Danny stared, jaw dropped and wide eyed at the spot where the teen had been clinging to the wall.

A screech drew their attention to the other side of the room by the main door, where they saw Daredevil standing.

"Good luck, Stark!" Daredevil called, shutting the door behind him. Danny looked back at Stark. The man was white as a sheet and staring back at them with wide eyes. It was silent for a while, no one moving except for when Wade handed Danny another water bottle when his first was empty.

Then, there came a knock at the door, and Danny could feel the shift in Wades disposition as the man perked up. The door opened with the same screech that it had before, and a young man pulled a red wagon, labeled with 'PIZZA' in shaky marker, through the door. The wagon squealed worse than the door did under the weight of dozens of pizza boxes stacked on it. The man paused as he took in the scene before him, then shrugged as he dragged the overloaded wagon across the room. He dropped the thing next to Wade, and looked at him expectantly.

"Your total is $1,440. Will you be paying with cash or card today, Mr. Wilson?" the mans tone was bored, and Danny's eyes bulged as he registered what the man had said. Wade shuffled around until he pulled out a roll of bills, kept together with an elastic band. He tossed the thing at the man.

"Cash, as always!" he exclaimed. "Keep the change, Jeffery!" The man thumbed through the roll of bills for a moment before pocketing it.

"Thank you for choosing NY Pizza." he said, turning and heading back towards the door. Under his breath, and barely audible, Danny heard him mutter "My name is Rob, how many times have I told him this?"

"Pizza Party!" Wade exclaimed, smoothly removing the gun from his knee, flipping the safety, and reholstering it before he reached for a box. "You joining us, Snarky?"

Stark nodded, and then practically collapsed backwards onto the couch.