May 13, 2015
*rushes over* *boops pietro's butt and runs away*
“Oh you’re dead Merc! Dead!” Pietro hissed running after the merc and tackled him to the floor and started poking his mask by the eye. “Annoying isn’t it? When people poke you with their grubby little fingers?”
Pietro dismounted him and took Wade’s pouches away, putting his foot on Wade’s chest to hold him down. “Since I can’t kill you, im taking these. They are now my snack pouches”
“Freaking mercenaries walking around like they own the damn place. But I got to give it to you Deadool, these look good ” he praised admiring how his pouches looked around his hips.
