By Popular Demand, More PinPool
(Of course this isn't cannon since I don’t own DeadPool. But whatever, have fun)
“Ok, first of all Wade, your body disgusts me” Pinstripe’s voice echoed in Deadpool’s head.
“wow, who’s this new guys?” Yellow box asked.
“He is Pinstripe, the assassin we just killed” White box replied.
“Neat, three voices in my head now! Hey, are you gonna tel me to kill more people?” Wade asked, jumping with glee in his new, red and black pinstripe suit, the mask an amalgamation of his original mask and Pinstripe’s. The eyes white with black diamonds around it, from gold to bronze and the grin becoming a half frown. From the normal fedora hat, to a large whimsical top hat, covered in spiral black and gold stripes. No longer stealthy in anyway.
“Oh yes, most definitely.” Pinstripe annoyingly replied. “Why did you put me on you idiot?”
“curiosity mostly” Wade replied.
“Great, oh look, here comes Don.”
Walking towards them was Don Lomas, the infamous mob kingpin and member of the Shattered Six. He smirked, cigar in mouth, scarf blowing in the wind.
“He looks like a dick.”
“He is a dick”
“Both of you shut up”
“What’s up dick!” Wade shouted out.
Pinstripe let out a tired groan.
Don chuckled “You must be Deadpool. Hello, I’m the one who hired you to kill Pinstripe.”
“Wait, what? ” Pinstripe asked, “He hired me to kill you!”
“Huh” Wade shrugged. “Okay, money? Where?”
“It’s here with me” Don reached into his suit pocket and handed PinPool a golden credit card. “On this card is currently $5 million. The code is 7826. After each job I refill the card. You can use it anywhere without international transaction fees.”
“Huh” He takes the card and puts it in his own suit pocket “Cool, so, what’s the new job?”
“Well, I have one for you, it’s a challenge of course. You see, some pesky heroes have been infiltrating some of my strongholds and stealing some powerful artifacts from me, saying ‘I don’t understand them’ or 'they are unsafe in the wrong hands’ and one in particular is very annoying. His name is Aaron Nitishino, they call him the God Killer”
“God Killer? Did he give himself that boring as hell edgelord name?”
“No, he got it from killing actual gods.”
“Well, so have I, so yah. Give me a picture and I’ll kill him for you.”
“You’ll find a cellphone in your pockets, I’ll text you.”
“Ok, fair enough. So, that’s it?”
“Kill him, and who ever he’s with, and let me know”
“Cool, I’m gonna go do that”
Don smirks, “go on then”
