BAD IDEA ― deadpool & wolverine

TWENTY-TWO

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO:
THE STUFF OF FUCKING NIGHTMARES (AND WHY WINTER SOLDIER ISN'T THAT BAD)

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KETTI DIDN'T FUCKING EXPECT TO WAKE UP TO WITH HER ARM ON FIRE.

But shit happened.

Snow was busy fighting someone off to the right, all blonde hair and fists.

Winter was dragging Ketti by the left leg down a suspiciously long and dark hallway.

She felt like she was in a fucking fever dream. Just a second ago, she was in Valhalla and now she was back here?

"Fuck," she exclaimed, looking over her arm. "My arm's on fire."

Winter glanced at her. "It's not."

"It is too," she argued, trying to move it. "Hurts. Fuck, fuck, fuck—"

"—It doesn't." He dropped her leg and crouched down next to her face. "Look at me," he grabbed her face.

His hand wasn't gentle, it was hard and forceful and he made her meet his eyes. Blue and angry and filled with a bitterness she'd only ever seen in Logan's gaze.

"It's not real. You have got to fight it if you don't want to be a hopeless cause."

A frown tugged at her lips and she opened her mouth to respond when Winter was shoved back, Wolverine tossing him backwards.

(That's so hot. My two favorite hot men fighting each other. Ooh, just gives me the tickles.)

"I'm not your enemy," Winter said firmly and socked Logan in the face.

"Doesn't look like that to me," a voice quipped and Deadpool's mask appeared behind Wolverine.

"Woah," Ketti mumbled as three more Deadpool's appeared. (I wish, could you imagine that sex? God, I could fit inside every hole, no batteries required. Is that how Loki fucks? Probably. Lucky bastard.) "There's three of you."

"Ketti," Logan's voice was next to her then and he was cupping her face, looking down at her. His mask was askew, cut on his lip, fading bruise on his chin. "You're okay?"

Ketti nodded. "Yeah, I went to Valhalla."

"She's drugged," Winter stated, holding Deadpool up against the wall with his metal arm. (Choke me harder daddy, fuck, if you kill me, it's only hotter when I come back.) "You all are."

A scream and then a thud as Winter stumbled back, Spider-Man swinging on his web.

"Listen, man, I don't wanna fight you," Peter told him warily. "But I will. You let Ketti go or I'll let these two kill you."

"Fuck's sake!" Snow's voice shouted as she kicked Punisher back. (Ha, suck it, Castle!) "We're not the enemy. We're helping Ketti."

A burst of light flashed and Ketti squinted, trying to see her surroundings.

"Pretty, pretty kitty..."