"JARVIS, locate Peggy, will ya? She should've been here ten minutes ago."

Hope she's ok, white said, the concern evident in his voice. Wade was worried too. He'd only known her two days, and already knew Peggy was a stickler for being on time. Though it was probably due to the fact that her "pop" was Captain fucking America. Not even a second later, Peggy burst through the doors, Spider-Man close behind. "Sorry I'm late! Spider-Man needed help with his web-shooters. Did we miss anything?"

"Nope!" Iron Man said cheerfully. "Furylicious wanted to have everyone here for this. Now we can get this show on the road!"

Peggy rolled her eyes at Iron Man before noticing Wade, giving him a big smile when she did. Wade waved meekly before following Summers and the others to the training room. After he slipped on his mask, he studied Spider-Man while Cyclops went over strategies to use against the Avengers. There was something different about him, but Wade couldn't put his finger on it. "Deadpool, Spider-Man, I need you two to take out Widow and Hawkeye. Human Torch, Falcon. Nightcrawler, try and keep the Soldier away from the others. Since Iron Man and Hulk aren't part of this simulation, I'll fight Captain America. If you think anyone needs help, pair up. We're a team, so we need to work as a cohesive unit. Got it?" Everyone nodded, and Wade moved to stand next to Spider-Man. "We can do this. I have faith in us."

At least someone does, yellow said, white smacking him upside the head. Ow! That was uncalled for!

Stop being so cynical. Wade's gonna do amazeballs! white encouraged.

That's because Peggy's watching, yellow reminded him.

I'm going to do amazeballs not only because Peggy's watching, but because these people actually count on me, Wade told them, I'm not going to let them down.

The boxes become quieter after Wade's declaration, but not completely silent. Just a white noise. As the teenagers walk into the simulation room, the ex-assassin hears static through his comm before a familiar voice washes over him: "Good luck, Wade. Spider-Man told me about training yesterday and how graceful you were with your katanas. I know you'll be amazing."

Peggy's words calm Wade's fear of failure, causing him to smile under his mask. "If we pass, how about you and me have dinner later?" he asks her in a sudden bout of courage.

The girl's laughter echoes through the private channel. "I think you mean when you pass. And I'm sure I can convince my dads. Be prepared to be stalked by three trained assassins though."

"I'm game if you are."

"Bring it on," Peggy said, and Wade let those words carry him through the battle with the Avengers. It was touch and go for a little while, but eventually the New Warriors managed to outwit the Avengers. The first person Wade was greeted by was Peggy, who ran out to tackle him. He hugged her, managing to catch her at the last second. "I told you you guys could do it!"

Wade smiled. "That you did. I also believe you agreed to a victory dinner?"

Peggy nodded enthusiastically. "I'll go talk to my folks right now. Go shower and change, ok?"

Why can't she join us?, yellow asked. Wade ignored him. "Sounds like a plan," he told her, winking. Peggy gave him a soft look before rolling up his mask, exposing the lower half of his face. She was only an inch or two shorter than him, so it wasn't that far of a reach for her to kiss his cheek. Wade didn't feel a jolt of electricity that's described in most rom-coms, but rather a warmth that spread throughout his body. Peggy squeezed his shoulder before walking in the direction of where the Avengers went. Wade ignored Storm's catcalls, opting to walk towards the locker rooms with a goofy grin on his face.

~*Remember*~

"You ready?"

Peggy turned to Wade, a grin plastered across her face. "Yeah." She turned back to her dads. "I already know you asked JARVIS to monitor me, but keep the stalking to a minimum roar, ok?"

Pop pretended to look affronted, but Dad didn't even bother to try. "Will do," Dad promised, crossing over the arc reactor. He looked at Wade. "You break her heart―"

"―you break my face?" Wade asked, sarcasm dripping from his voice.

Dad shook his head. "We'll be the least of your problems. You break her heart, she breaks your face. I'll just pop some popcorn and get free entertainment."

Peggy purses her lips. "Now that the threatening is out of the way, can we go now?"

"No fonduing!" Pop told her sternly.

Peggy snorted. "Obviously," she reassured her Poppa, reaching for Wade's hand and interlocking their fingers before leading him out of the room of embarrassing comments.

"Fonduing?" Wade asked once they were safely out of earshot.

"It's a euphemism for sex. Just so you know, I don't put out on a first date. Well, I would if I'd ever dated before now."

"You've never been on a date?"

Peggy shook her head. "The only person who's ever been interested in me is a giant douchebag. And I've never really met someone who I'm willing to take a risk with." She gave Wade's hand a gentle squeeze. "Until now, that is."

Wade gave her a reassuring smile. "Well, I'm honored to be your first."

And maybe my last, Peggy thought. "So am I." A comfortable silence fell over them as they walked down the halls. "Where are we going to get food?"

The teen superhero purses his lips. "Since this is your first date ever, I was thinking Mexican."

Peggy smiled. "Sounds perfect."

~*Remember*~

"Oh my god," Peggy moaned around her mouthful of chimichanga, "this is so good."

Wade smiled. "Good to know. This is my favorite restaurant. And we're eating one of my favorite foods."

"What are your others?"

"Tacos and pancakes."

Peggy hummed thoughtfully. "I happen to like all of those things. Mine are belgian waffles, shawarma and all-meat pizza."

"Never had shawarma before," Wade admitted, taking a bite of his own chimichanga.

Peggy's eyes widened dramatically. "Well I know where we're going next time."

Wade's eyebrow lifted. "There's gonna be a next time?"

A bright flush covered Peggy's cheeks. "Well, I mean, if ya wanta?" she asked, some of Pop's Brooklyn accent carrying over in her voice.

"Damn straight there's gonna be a next time," Wade said, reassuring Peggy. They ate a little more before Wade finally asked the question Peggy was always afraid to answer. "So... the Avengers?"

Peggy sighed. "You want the long or short version?"

Wade didn't even hesitate with his answer: "Long. More time spent with you, right?"

A corner of Peggy's mouth lifted in a small smile. "Ok." Wade sat back, getting comfortable. "After all these years, we still don't fully understand how I was conceived. Uncle Bruce thinks that Dad may have been exposed to something, either during the Battle of New York or after Extremis. It's hard to tell. Doesn't really matter anyway, since a few months later Dad was carrying me around." Peggy pulled out her phone, pulling up a picture of her family's expressions when they found out, handing it to Wade. "I was one hell of a surprise, as you can see. I think I'm the only person to make Uncle Clint and Aunt Natasha speechless."

The ex-assassin chuckled. "You're just full of surprises, aren't ya?"

"Damn straight," Peggy said, "and don't you forget it. But yeah, I'm the unofficial Avengers mascot, known only by the team and my friends. And it's a rather amazing life."

Wade studied the girl sitting across from him. "Is Peggy your real name?"

Peggy smiled at him. "Peggy's a nickname. Margaret Maria is my actual name. Named after the two most influential women in my dads lives: Peggy Carter and Maria Stark?"

"Who's Peggy Carter?"

Peggy's smile turned wistful. "She was Pop's first love, back before he was frozen. Peggy was also Dad's aunt. That woman impacted both their lives in so many ways."

Wade nodded. "My mom was so cool. She would've loved you. Dad, well..."

Peggy reached over, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze. "It's ok. You don't have to tell me yet. We've got plenty of time to know each other. This is only the first date."

The boy squeezed back, eating some more of his chimichanga. "Why do you keep your identity a secret? You may not be an outcast then."

"Because I would rather have real friends than assholes who are trying to get to my family through me. I also have Erskine's formula in me because of Pop. If their enemies found out, they could synthesize the supersoldier serum from my blood. That's the last thing I need my parents to worry about."

"That makes sense. It's gotta suck though."

Peggy shrugs. "Dad told me that, sometimes, you get so used to lying about something that you forget it isn't the truth." She took another bite of her food. "So... you got any weird stories for me?"

Wade smirked, twining their fingers. "Obviously. There was this one bounty, and the guy thought it would be a good idea to pull a knife on me of all people. Me. But it was funny 'cause he didn't know how to hold it properly. Made me wonder why the guy had fifty-thousand on his head."

"Probably because the guy who wanted him was a lazy SOB."

"Probably," Wade agreed. He hesitated a moment before asking, "Doesn't my previous 'job' bother you?"

Again Peggy shrugs. "Not really. You did what you thought you were good at. I'm not saying that you aren't good at being a mercenary. But that's not the only thing you're good at. That's like telling Dad the only thing he's good at is being a merchant of death. There's so much more people are good at than what others see them as."

Wade stared at Peggy, not calculating, but curious. "If I didn't know how old you actually are, I'd think you're so much older."

"I've heard that so many times it isn't even funny anymore," Peggy told him. The rest of the dinner was spent talking about past school experiences, bullying and friends. "Ok," Peggy stopped Wade, "how the hell does a guy earn the nickname 'Weasel'?"

Wade smirked. "That's a second date story." Peggy lifted her hands in defeat. The waiter came by with the check, both of them making a mad grab for it. Wade managed to grab it first, a triumphant grin on his face. Peggy pouted, Wade rolling his eyes. "I'll let you pay for dessert if I get the check for dinner. My mom would come back just to smack me for not being a gentleman!"

"Fine," Peggy sighed, "as long as I get to pick where we get dessert."

That earned a smile from Wade, who echoed her words from earlier: "Bring it on."

~*Remember*~

"How does someone enjoy physics?"

"If you're the daughter of one of the smartest people in the world, then yeah, you enjoy the fuck out of physics." Wade scoffed, taking a sip of his shake as they entered the communal floor of the Tower. "It's true! Though it tends to get boring when you review shit you've known since you were ten and not trying to create a wormhole in the basement. When we were prepping for the midterm, the teacher asked us how fast light travels. I whispered 'hella' under my breath, and the girl sitting next to me just about loses it."

Wade laughed. "Guess that's what you get when you combine the personification of sass and sarcasm."

"Wow. I didn't know you knew such big words," Peggy teased, the pair going to the couch and sitting down, a few inches between them.

"Hey! I resent that!" Wade said before sticking out his tongue.

"Oh yeah? Then what does hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia mean?"

Wade only blinked. "What the fuck? Is that an actual word?"

Peggy hummed, taking a lick of her cone. "It means a fear of big words."

"Why would they make a huge ass word for that?! What the hell?"

"Human stupidity is infinite," Peggy pointed out, finishing her cone in a few more bites. She relaxed back into the cushions, looking over at Wade. "I had fun tonight."

"Me too," Wade told her, setting down his shake on the side table. He scooted closer to her, cupping the side of Peggy's face gently. She leaned into the touch, closing her eyes. "Is this ok?" Wade asked.

"Yes," Peggy breathed. She felt Wade's hot breath as he moved closer and closer until they were only centimeters away. "JARVISpreventanyonefromenteringthis―" She was cut off as Wade pressed his lips against hers, keeping the kiss chaste. Peggy groaned, whatever nervousness she felt dissipating at the feeling of Wade's other hand curling into her hair, angling her head. As far as first kisses go, this one was absolutely amazing. They broke apart when they needed to breathe, Wade resting his forehead against hers. Peggy opened her eyes, staring into his hazel eyes, her mouth unconsciously breaking out into a smile. "Woah," she mumbled. Wade smirked. "Wow. I must be good if I can make you speechless." Peggy snorted before reeling him back in.