Captain Deadpool

Hit ❤️ for some vacation shenanigans!

Ice-creams in Rome? Sandcastles? Treasure hunting in the jungle? Flowy dresses?

We have it all!

“It means that there are things that should be best left alone. Best left to the unknown and not discovered. Lest you find yourself alone and speaking in an unknown language for the rest of your days,” he says. “It’s not fear. I don’t fear anything, but some things should be left alone. For the sake of everyone.”

“Agree to disagree, I think we should try everything at least once in a lifetime. And honestly, what’s so bad on speaking in unknown language?” I wasn’t getting it even in slightest. How could I? I’ve never encountered such thing, nothing so powerfull, nothing so... divine. “Don’t you really? Fear anything, I mean. Because, well, there is a plenty of scary shit out there, lemme tell you.”

It would be fine in all honesty she’s able to consume many things and come out fine. With that thought in mind she accepts the mug happy to have something warm in hand. “Thank you, and really this is enough I’m not too high maintenance.” The bedroom idea was never thought of in any strange fashion having simply rested with many friends of all genders. His offer was generous. 

“I know you aren’t, darling.” I said, smiling at her. Since I was from Noir universe, aka 30′s, the idea of me lying in bed with her was strange. Although to be fair, I was never one to do everything according to the book. I grabbed blanket and pillow from the bedroom and brought it to Serinaty so she could lay down. “Would you like anything else?” I asked. 

sidering his regenerative properties let alone his skills. A little strangeness in friends always made things more interesting when it came to things happening in life. Helped more when you’re immortal. 

“Honestly, I’ll take your word on it when we get there.” She laughed thinking that he didn’t have the worst taste in food. Large greasy pizza shouldn’t be too hard in this city of all places, it’d just be up to her friend to pick one of the best. With that she’d follow, “by the way did you have any questions for me?” 

"It's not like you have much of choice, right." I laughed playfully. Serinaty wasn't around here and although she certainly could figure out a place to eat, it wouldn't be as efficient as to ask a natives. Though, to be fair, I was from Canada and she could have just randomly walk into even better place that I had in mind, but like, you get it. "Honestly, I have like a billion questions for you, but I think we should first eat something. Interrogation is always easier with foot in your mouth." I intentionally said fooT as a joke. Should I explain...? No, shut up.

She couldn’t shake it—she’s never seen Wade Wilson lose her cool like that. Though the only remark left on her face was a light smirk. Wasn’t the end of the world…or at least they weren’t going to let be.

“Mm…think the change in gravity and air pressure scrambled your brains there—darlin’.” She’s still keeping the whole facade, now hyper aware of who might be listening. That and it’s kinda fun. The back of her hand reaches to touch his forehead to check for any physical symptoms despite half joking.

“Nope. Not dying. Just dumb. Still cute though.” Her smile spreads wider into a more shit eating grin. Another drink couldn’t hurt, at least a smidge of vacation before they technically head back to work. What did the guy want with the boss?

“Absolutely.” She waits for another once they flag the bartender down for a quick order, something a little harder this time. “Y’know, should’ve expected that we’d end up having to bring work into our honeymoon. Grind never stops, huh?”

“Sure. That must be it.” I said, knowing fully well that was not it. Though I couldn’t exactly put my finger on what caused that outburst, it didn’t really matter all that much. The damage was done and we had to deal with it now. I smiled, since I liked when Eloise called me darling. It felt warm and sweet, even though it was all just pretend.

“The word dude always gives me headaches. You wanna know why?”

“Why, Clint?”