Chapter 4
That night, Peter, Diana, Karen, and Carol were invited to a dinner his adopted brother, T'Challa, was throwing. As a way to thank him for taking out the Human Traffickers ring. Some of the slaves were from Wakanda. There were other heroes there as well. One of them was Natasha, when she saw Peter, she went right to him. She was in an amazing black gown with red highlights.
Her hair was done up and she wore light makeup. "You look amazing Nat." He said Diana was in a white gown that looked like a Greek toga for women, golden sandals, bracelets, a tiara, and earrings. Karen was in a white qipao, with ankle boots. Carol was in a red and blue gown with gold trim and calf-high motorcycle boots. Hers and Diana's hair were pinned back.
Peter was in a suit with a blue tie and a red shirt. He was embarrassed by what T'Challa was doing for him. "Peter has been very close to the family since he rescued me and my father from Hydra agents." He said, "So from now on. There shall never be a Panther without the Spider and vice versa."
"I didn't do it for the praise," Peter mumbled.
"And with this mission, he was on, saving all those children. I name my brother a member of our Royal Family." Peter paled.
"Oh no," he said as he facepalmed. Peter never wanted the praise or the accolades or anything. He just wanted to help people. But, he knew T'Challa was too much like T'Chaka, his father, and wouldn't take 'no' for an answer.
"Peter? Is something wrong?" Asked Diana.
"Nope, just my adopted brother just made my life difficult, again." He looked at T'Challa with a hurt look. 'You hate me don't you?' T'Challa just returned the look with a smile.
'You are not getting out of this one brother.' T'Challa thought Peter facepalmed.
Later, Peter and the girls went back to the manor. All Peter wanted to do was go to bed and rest for the rest of the month. But, he knew there were stupid people out there, 'maybe I should call Wade. Have him do a job for me.' He thought, just then his phone rang.
(X is gonna giv it ta ya)
"Glad you called Wade."
[I heard you need something done.] The Merc with a Mouth said.
"Yeah, I have a very bad feeling about something. You remember that one time you had that 4-week old chimichanga?"
[Okay, first off. There is no such thing as a bad chimichanga.]
"It was growing hair and breathing Wade."
[ANYway, I get the picture. What do you need to be done?]
"I need you to take care of some idiots for me."
[Say no more Petey.]
"YOU'RE NOT ONE OF THEM! I do value our friendship, I'm not an asshole!" Just then he heard Wade choke up. "Are you crying?"
[NO!] Silence, [okay yeah.]
"We'll talk more over breakfast and yes, I'll make you some chimichangas. I'm working on a new recipe."
[I'll be there bright and early!]
"Okay, bye." Peter hung up and sighed.
(Next morning, Parker Manor)
Peter was up drinking some coffee, while Deadpool was eating some chimichangas he made. "Well?" He said.
"Could use a little bit more spice." Said Wade.
"Like?"
"A little bit more paprika." Peter wrote it down.
"Okay, Laura and I are worried someone's going to be stupid."
"And you need me to stop it from happening?"
"If you can, I don't want you in trouble because you're doing me a favor."
"Aw, you do…."
"Wade, I'm not an asshole."
"Petey, no one's saying that you are, I'll take care of it."
"How much?"
"I don't charge 'family'." He hugged the Wall Crawler.
Later, Carol and Helen had come down for breakfast. "Good Morning Daddy," she said.
"Good morning my little Princess." He said, then kissed Carol. "Good morning Sweetie."
"Good morning Peter," she said. Then Diana and the girls came down.
"Good morning ladies," he said.
"Good morning Peter/ Dad/ Daddy." They said.