I´m sorry the last chapter was so small but I was in a rush. I had to literally run outside and save what I could before turning off the lap. But this chapter will be better promise! Thanks for reading, never thought so many would like it! Deadpool says thanks! Jajaja, really thanks for making this fic possible, and I hope more will read and enjoy.
Just seconds before landing on the roof he noticed something strange. There was a metal trash can in the center of the roof that had something burning inside and a cardboard box flattened out tied on a strange mechanism that every three tics of a clock strapped on the side a series of wires would pull together lifting the cardboard lid making the simulation of smoke signs. He scanned the roof but there was nobody in sight, in fact, there wasn´t a single living being besides him on the rooftop. Strange... Maybe too strange. And too elaborate for a prank. He prepared for someone to jump out of nowhere but after a pair of minutes nobody apeared. Venom? Too much work... Doc Oc? Too little elaborated... The alley muggers? Too smart for them... Then.. who? A foto for the newspaper? He walked around the edge but no camera at sight. And nowhere to hide it too, the roof was completely flat. There was literally only a door inches from the ground that let inside the building. He shrugged. A quick web at the fire and it was put out. He streched a bit and looked around once more.
Well, no villan or dumb pranker in sight. Better- Just before finishing his thought his Spidey-sense shot up. He jumped back and missed just by milimeters an animal tranquilizer syringe. it only took his a second to figuer it was aimed for his neck or something close. And in a split second they started darting out of nowhere. First three, six, ten, fifteen were being shot to specific parts of his body. Mainly upper leg, arms, the middle of his shoulders, both lower and upper back. Those things were only shot every time he gave his back to where they came from for moving away from earlier shots. Is this person mad? He caught one in a web and pulled it to him to put it away to examine later and jumped off to safetly. This is too dangerous. Can´t fight what you can´t see, see ya! As he swang barely 3 feet from the tight situation a syringe was able to graze his calf leaving a clean almost neatly made opening in his suit and a paper-like cut over his skin. Shit! By the size of thos syringes he rushed to clear ground, it was only a matter of time before his vision started to get fuzzy and his body (particularly his limbs) started to go numb.
Only 3 buildings away a red suited merc cursed under his breath and put his animal tranquilizer gun down in a case. Shit! Missed! Oh well, now it´s time to go catch my prey and be his hero. He smiled proud of himself as he slinged the case over his shoulder and walked to the endge of the rooftop and jumped off. Landed over a garbage can lid thhat was closed. Snapped his leg in 3 but that wasn´t important his healing factor would kick in any minute now. In the wait he pulled out a satilite localizer from his belt and smiled. Good thing he took a syringe with him - followed the bepping light that stoped not far- or else I would be a late knight in bloody armor... Ja! Right! A kight in SHINING armor... What? What do you mean by I couldn´t be a knight in shining armor!?... Well yeah but-... Whatever you suck my balls!... Exactly, I get to suck Spidey´s while YOU get all jealous in my brain! Jajaja! Oh? Done already? He streched his leg. Better hurry before he passes out. He stood and hurried to where the light in his tracking device led him.
Peter started to feel his feet funny as he walked through a park. He looked at the syringe in his hand and acording to the internet it was... A BEAR TRANQUILIZER! What!? He peeked at his phone again. For bears that excede 300 kg! And over 1´70 cm on foot!? Who the heck shot me with this? In humans it would be indued sleep for over 4 days and would need medical supervision. This was just stupid. He started to stumble on hi own feet and he started to feel very hungry. Ugh, I hate this! And he felt strange tickles in his fingers and his toes. This feeling sucks. And worse he felt strange in his lower back and kind of hot on the lips somehow.
Heeey! Spidey! Fancy seeing you here! A deep voice yelled from behind. Somehow he felt the vibration of that voice in his chest and that made him jump ´cause something funny happened... but he just couldn´t articulate to locate where is felt funny. H...Hi... His voice faded as he tried to turn before he tripped over his right foot. A pair of big arms grabbed him before he fell to the ground. Whoa! Hey what´s with you? You high or something? Jajaja Oh wait, you could even get high ´cause you don´t even know how Jajaja! The tall man played and Spidey just let out a weak smile and felt his hands tremble, Deadpool felt burning under his hands. He turned to look at them. Hey... Are ma handss hot? He put his hand over where Deadpool´s mouth should be under the mask. His word came out funny.
Erm... No? He frowned. Well they feels like it ish.. His hands started to slip until they were at the base of Deadpool´s neck and then Deadpool got nervious. Hey, you sure you´re okay?Spiderman giggled. And whats if I´m noooot what da yous care? He started to laugh out how funny his words sounded. Spidey was really in a bad state. NOW Deadpool started to laugh. Maybe you should hang with me. Don´t want you getting into trouble. Peter swayed a bit. I don´t gets in trouble... I´m hungry... Feed me. He started to laugh at nothing. How about tacos? Want tacos? He nodded under Deadpools chin as his arms wrapped themselves around his neck. Yesh.. I wants that. He breathed in Deapool´s scent. Man was Deadpool anjoying this.
Once outside the taco stand they went on a roof and sat to eat. Feed it something yummy.. Check! He handed Spiderman tacos who just giggled. Something yummy? I like thaaaat! He played giving kicks in the air as his feet dangled from the rooftop. So, maybe should say what´s on your mind or someting. He said as he took a mouthfull of his tacos. Spidey giggled and looked at his taco. I don´t like you. Deadpool choked and Peter laughed. It´s aaaall your fault. ´Cause I was ok but now I feels funny. He frowned at his taco. Now wen I´m wif you my hearts feels funny and Gwen says it´s love. But I don´t want to admit it. IT´S YOUR FAULT! He grabbed Deapool´s suit from the chest and pulled him closer. I love you! ANd it´s your fault! You should makes yourself respooooonsible ´cause it´s yoooour faaaaaault! JAJAJA it´s good you can´t hear what I think! Deapool blinked twice. Spiderman let go and laughed as he started to eat his taco.
I...well ya know, feel for you. I love you. He grabbed the side of Spidey´s head and kissed his left temple. And then Peter turned and looked starit at Wade´s eyes. I feel funny. Wade laughed. Oh, you see that syringe that grazed you didn´t hay sedate it had some mix someone gave me sooo... don´t know whats wrong with you but no worries I checked it wasn´t venom. Peter leaned on his shoulder. Take it away. Deadpool felt his cheeks hot and peaked... The things he could do...
Hoped you enjoyed Things might get fun next chapter but just maybe. Jajaja keep reading follow, add to favorite and comment thanks alot!