Part 2 of Deadpool! Thanks to IronFistRocks for the story suggestion!

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Chapter 9: Spidey Wuvs Deadpool

"Happy Valentines day!" A poor passerby was suddenly tackled by a teen boy in a red and black costume. Deadpool wrapped the stranger in a bear hug.

"Get off me you creep!" The man grunted.

"I know you mean best friend!" Deadpool yelled. And he hopped off the man and walked away.

"Kevin!" Deadpool ran towards an old man sitting on a bus stop bench.

"Eh? My name is Steve," The old guy, or Steve, said.

"That's what I said! Steve! I've missed you!" Deadpool squealed.

"What? Are you that pajama-wearing hooligan that Jameson is always shouting about?"

"You don't remember your long, long, long, long, long, LONG, lost cousin? How could you do this to me Steve?" Deadpool burst into tears for about eight seconds and then paused to watch Steve's reaction.

"No, of course I remember ya...um...Donny?"

"Oh I knew somewhere deep in your wrinkled soul you remembered!" Deadpool threw his arms around Steve's bony frame.

"Yeah...gee, um, it's been a while hasn't it? Are you sure we're related?" Deadpool nodded enthusiastically. "Hmm, I guess my old memory is not what it used to be. Either way, now that ya found me, this could be the start of a beautiful friendship. Hows about you come over. You like oatmeal?"

"Whoa...slow down, this is a bit fast. I don't like you like that Old Dude, I don't even know you!" Deadpool gasped.

"But-but you said," Steve's eyes widened.

"Wait, you actually think I'm your-that we're-ahahahah! Oh this is rich! Sayonara Kevin! Ow! My butt's burning!" Deadpool took off on his jetpack. A tear rolled down Steve's old face.

"Nooo! I'll find ya Donny! One day! I'll bring you back! For the OATMEAL!" Steve yelled up at the sky.

Peter Parker was patrolling when he heard a high-pitched scream. His spidey sense went off and he looked up just as Deadpool came freefalling down onto him.

"Woops! Forgot to open up my parachute! Good thing you broke my fall Spiderman!" Deadpool laughed.

"Deadpool," Peter snarled.

"Yeah so if you see an old guy named Kevin screaming about oatmeal, it totally wasn't my fault," Deadpool said casually.

"What do you want Deadpool?"

"What? I can't SWING by my favorite fan? Get it, SWING? 'Cause you swing? Ahahaha, I unalive myself," Deadpool chuckled, wiping an imaginary tear from his eye.

"Yeah, really funny..." Peter deadpanned. "And I'm not your fan."

"Then why'd you copy my suit?" He wriggled his eyebrows under his mask.

"Deadpool what do you want?" Peter tried again.

"Well...I did want all of S.H.I.E.L.D's secrets...but I can always get those! What I really want is more precious!" Deeadpool brought a hand behind his back and Peter tensed...as the insane mercenary pulled out a t-shirt with his masked face on it. The shirt said, #SpideyWuvsDeadpool.

"What the-" Peter cut off as Deadpool pulled the shirt onto him and slung an arm around him while pulling a phone out of nowhere.

"Selfie!" Deadpool sang as he took a picture of him and of Peter wearing his t-shirt.

And that's the ending of Deadpool! I already have the suggestion for the next chapter, so that should be out some time tomorrow. (That's tomorrow as in the day AFTER the day this chapter is posted). Anyway...

Wolf out...