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‘He told me to call him Wade. His real name is Wade.’ this was all Peter could think of. He couldn’t stop thinking of an other guy named Wade too, who was his classmate. He was always wearing a face mask with sunglasses, and a hoodie.
Peter shook his head. He had to focus on his homework. It was already 1 am, and he was really tired. After the patrol he stayed a bit to take some photos of Queens from the top of the buildings. It was only a week ago, when Tony got him this new camera, and he wanted to try it at night. He got home around midnight, and was greeted by a furious Tony, who told him to go to sleep immediately.
After another hour spent on his biology essay , he decided it was time to sleep.
xxx
He woke up at 6 am, before his alarm. In his dream, he was out patrolling with DP. He helped Peter fight some bad guys, who tried to rob a bank. One of them wanted to stab Peter in the back with their pocket knife, but Deadpool stepped in, and stopped the knife with his chest.
After the fight, Peter said (just like yesterday): ‘ Thanks for saving my ass back there, DP .’
Deadpool looked at him, and after a few seconds he said with a smirk (just like yesterday): ‘ We wouldn't want your pretty ass to go to waste.' Peter rolled his eyes while DP turned away. 'By the way, just call me Wade' At that moment Deadpool transformed into Wade (not like yesterday), his classmate Wade, and Peter woke up.
Now he was sitting on his bed, staring at his Ironman poster. ‘There’s no way, Wade is DP.’ he thought. He got up, and walked to his mirror, which was surrounded with polaroids, that he made. On most of them was Ned, MJ and Wade, but there were others with the Academic Decathlon group, Tony and May, and one with him posing with all of the Avengers. He stared at Wade's photographed profile. ‘He’s too quiet, and… No, he’s just not Him. It’s only a coincidence.’ With this thought Peter walked out of his room, to eat some breakfast with Steve, before he left for school. (AN: Peter lives with May, but sometimes he stays at the Tower.)
‘Hey, Peter!’ Steve was already up, sitting at the table with a mug of coffee in his hand. Usually he was the first to wake up, and probably he was back from his morning run. On the weekends he would wake Peter to go with him, if he stayed at the Tower. The boy loved these runs with Steve. It was so early, that the streets were almost empty. They usually ran about 10 miles.
‘Good morning Captain.’ the boy smiled, and put a slice of bread in the toaster. He heard Steve laughing quietly. A moment later he realized why: he was still wearing his Avengers pyjamas. He quickly went back to his room to change into his usual outfit: a shirt with an oversized hoodie, and jeans. The boy quickly tossed his books into his backpack, grabbed his camera, and went back to Steve.
xxx
Later Happy dropped him off at the school. He was a bit raging, because of the traffic. Peter got out of the car and he immediately ran into Wade.
‘Oh, Peter!’ the taller guy caught Peters elbow, so he wouldn’t fall. He was wearing a long sleeved shirt with a leather jacket with a hood, jeans, combat boots, and his inevitable face mask and sunglasses. Wade was always looking like a bad guy, and he really was an asshole with most people. Peter was one of the few people Wade was nice to. Nice, but sometimes a bit naughty.
‘Hey, Wade. Sorry, I didn’t see you.’ Peter gave him a nervous smile, and silently thanked god, that Wade caught him. If not, his camera probably would have been broken by now.
‘You seemed to zone out a bit.’ laughed Wade. ‘It’s okay, I wasn’t paying attention either.’
‘Um, yeah. I should go.’ Peter waved, and ran into the school building. He was too nervous. All he could think about was what if Wade really was DP. The mutant was his best superhero-kinda buddy (he wasn’t really a hero), and they hung out all the time. And there’s no way, his two crushes would be the same person. That would be just way too lucky for him. He had let himself daydream a few moments, before a new thought came to mind: what if Deadpool wants him to reveal his identity or name too? This thought really scared him. He wasn’t ready for something like this.
He was putting some of his books to his locker, when he heard a ‘Hey, Loser!’ and MJ boxed into his shoulder.
‘MJ!’ Peter smiled.
‘Did you take pictures last night?’ (AN: Ned and MJ know about Peter being Spiderman)
‘Yes! The new camera is amazing! Mr Stark made a good choice. I can show them if you want to see them.’ MJ nodded, and Peter opened the pictures on his phone, and gave it to the girl.
‘This one is my favourite.’ she pointed at the first picture that Peter made yesterday, and swiped to the next. ‘Ooo, Peter! You were taking photos of Wade again?’
‘Yeah.’ Peter said sheepishly, and looked at MJ’s grinning face.
‘By the way, what are you getting for Ned’s birthday? I thought about a LEGO Star Wars poster.’ the boy was relieved, when MJ changed the topic, and they went into a long conversation about the things Ned liked.
He couldn’t really pay attention in his classes, and he only lifted his head up, when Ned elbowed him in the side during their last period.
‘So, I wanted to announce that our field trip is gonna be to the… Stark Industries!’ the whole class cheered except Peter and Wade. Wade was silent most of the time.
‘Wow. This is gonna be absolutely weird. A field trip to my second home.’ he whispered to Ned.
‘We will go to the Tower on my birthday! It’s so cool! Will we meet Mr. Stark and the Avengers?’
‘I hope not.’ Peter knew it would have been a disaster . They always wanted the best for Peter, but they were too reckless.
‘Before you go don’t forget to take a permission slip from my desk. The trip will be on the next friday, and you have to bring the slips back for monday!’ Mr. Harrison said, but nobody really paid attention, they were too busy talking about the trip.
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After the bell Peter walked up to his locker, to put his books away, and he grabbed this training bag, which hid his Spiderman-suit. That was the moment when Flash slammed his locker shut and shoved Peter to the wall.
‘Hey Penis. Are you ready to admit that you don’t have a Stark internship?’ the bully asked him with a laugh. ‘I can’t wait to see you, when Tony Stark says that he doesn’t know you.’
‘I do have an internship, Flash.’ Peter told him with a sigh. He wondered why nobody noticed, what the boy did was ridiculous. Now they had this short conversation about his internship every other day. And there was no way Flash would believe him, even if Tony told him the truth. Though he may tell Flash to fuck off when they visit the Tower. Peter now really wanted to kick the boy in the ass, but...
‘Hey Flash.’ came from behind the bully’s back. ‘Would you please let Peter go?’ Flash slowly turned around to look at Wade. ‘Don’t hurt Peter or I’ll have to do something about this.’
‘You wouldn’t tell a teacher.’ Flash clearly was scared, but he was too stubborn not to talk back.
‘No, I would beat the shit out of you.’ the guy grinned, as Flash turned to leave. Then he turned to Peter. ‘What’s up? You still look a bit d istraught . Did something happen?’
Peter noticed that there was worry in his voice, but he noticed it too, that Wade was trying to hide it. Peter smiled, and said: ‘No, just there’s a lot of things on my mind. I’m working on an important project with Mr. Stark.’
‘Oh, okay. I gotta go now. Call me if Flash does anything.’ he waved and walked off. He never participated on the PE lessons, but Peter and Flash knew that he would be able to win a fight against Flash.
xxx
They had a decathlon practice after school. It was kinda boring. Peter answered right all of the questions that he got.
‘You were so cool, dude.’ Ned told him after they got out of the school. They headed to grab some tacos, before Ned needed to go to help out at his grandmother’s house. She just moved to Queens.
After they finished their tacos, Ned waved goodbye, and got on the bus, Peter walked around a bit more before the patrol. He bought Ned’s present.
He changed into his Spiderman-suit in an alley, and soon was out patrolling. He wasn’t going to his usual spots, because he didn’t want to meet Deadpool. He helped an old lady to find her way to her sister's new apartment, and stopped a thief. He almost fell twice while swinging, because he wasn’t paying attention. He remembered the last night. Deadpool was fighting very good, and they were a good team. Peter would always ask the merc not to kill the bad guys. In the beginning, it was hard for him, but lately he really started to change. Or at least he was trying.
Now he was sitting at the edge of a rooftop, when he saw a flash of red and black from the corner of his eye. He quickly jumped off the building, and began searching for an other place to rest and think.
He didn’t know why he couldn’t focus. He wanted to talk to DP… Wade. But on the other side he was afraid of meeting the guy. He probably didn’t notice that telling him his name would be such a great deal. Probably it wasn’t. Maybe it was just him overthinking everything.
He was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard a shot, and then sighed: ‘Time to go back to work.’
xxx
After a few hours he picked up his backpack from the alley and went back to the Tower. May was working, so he was allowed to sleep at Tony’s.
He noticed that the window of Tony’s lab was open, and decided not to waste his time using the normal entrance. When he made his way in, and sat on the windowsill, he saw Tony and no other than Deadpool walking into the lab. The mercenary seemed happy. He was holding a brand new badge, what everybody needed to enter the Tower. Peter had one that matched his suit
‘Thanks, Iron Ass.’ (AN: I read an other Spideypool fanfiction (Save The Day by Lady_Corrin), and in that DP calls Tony Iron Ass, and I loved it, so I decided to shamelessly steal it) Deadpool said, staring at his badge, not noticing Spiderman.
‘I had enough of you always asking for it. Now would you finally leave me alone?’ Tony sighed.
‘Oh, Webs!’ as he turned to leave, Deadpool spotted the boy still sitting on the windowsill. ‘Look, I finally got Iron Ass to make me one!’ he showed Peter his badge.
‘He-Hey DP. Hey Mr. Stark.’ stuttered the boy. ‘Uh, sorry, but I should go do my homework.’
‘No-no, Spidey. I want to talk to you.’ Deadpool pointed at Peter, and then he looked at Tony. ‘Alone. You know. Just the two of us.’
‘What if we go to my room?’ Peter asked, when he realized that Tony wouldn’t move. He was nervous, but he wanted to know why Deadpool wanted to talk to him.
‘Peter you realize that you’re inviting a killer to your room?’ Tony snapped. ‘I already told you, that I don’t want you to hang out with him.’
‘Oh, shut up Iron Dick. Webs and I are best buddies. I will not hurt him!’ pouted the merc.
Peter looked at Tony, silently pleading, to let them talk. Finally Tony nodded with a grimace.