Peter:
"Alright let's continue shall we? Anyway may we ask you any questions?" Fury asked. Spider-Man sighed nodding at him."First of all. Who are you under that mask of yours?" He asked. Everyone was shocked themselves, but surprisingly Spider-Man answered.
'Classified'. I signed to him.
Fury gets slightly irritated then he shakes his head.
"How did you become what you are today?" Coulson asks trying not to push his luck in the questioning.
'Life plus purpose plus justice equals hero. Next?' I sign to him becoming more comfortable, & deciding on messing with him.
I noticed Fury rolling his eyes, & crosses his arms across his chest staring at me-into my soul."Do you have a family? Friends as your 'normal' self." He asks. I shake my head. What. It's technically true anyway...that may, or may not be a small lie..
Coulson sighs. We're getting nowhere is written all over everyone's faces as I look around the room. I smirk to myself.
I chuckle softly ganging everyone's attention back to me again. 'Kidding I do have a friend..*rethinks he choice of words* Ok..I think we're friends..he just found me at random earlier, & just keeps talking..so I'm going to say it's one sided until I know he's mentally ok..' Signing my confusion, & second thinking whether I should explain myself.
"Who would this be?" Steve asks. I face towards him.
Thinking on the spot I face towards him more to answer. 'Um well I'm not really sure if I'm supposed to give out his name since he wears a mask? But I think he'll understand once I explain it to them, but um his name is Deadpool, other people know him as Wade. Wade Wilson. Or uh how he says Fury calls him, Merc with a Mouth'. I finish, looking around the room again for everyone's reactions.
"Wait you know that lunatic?"Fury yells along with Clint, & Tony.I give them a confused glance. Ok sure he did talk to himself, but lunatic didn't fit him right at all..
Holding my 'tongue' I wait for someone to continue.
"Well we already know Wilson. Know his story too. There isn't much to talk about a lunatic of a man who acts more of a child than Clint. Plus he's a merchant. Kills for money, & has never backed down on an offer."Natasha says.
"Mind if I ask how you became a well uh mute?" Dr. Banner asks trying to change the subject. I look over at him, & then towards the ceiling trying to say what I need to explain..Oh fuck it.
'I don't talk.' I sign now looking back at him.
"Alright. Are you ever going to plan on telling us ANYTHING about you soon?" Coulson asks. Avoiding his gaze I look at my hands.'No.I don't want part in this Avengers ordeal. Now trust me working alongside you guys is a dream for your average superhero newbie, but I'm..uh different.'I take a paused to think over my choice of words.
I quickly look up just remembering something. Now turning myself around on the wall I start to make my way to the vent on the ceiling.
Everyone watching my movements in shock Tony yells, "What the hell are you doing climbing my ceil-wait no where the hell are you even going?!"
Taking the vent cover off I drop it on the ground below me, making sure no one would get hit before standing upside down to sign at him. "Don't think I don't know about the Council sir." I say climbing my way through the vent out to the roof.
I need some sleep...
Tony:
"That man is hiding something from us, & I don't like it." Fury said walking around the room to exit out the door. What?
"How does he know about the Council?" I ask lifting my feet on the table. Clint doing the same."Who knows, but I wouldn't be surprised at this point if he came across someone from the council..." Agent Coulson says. I roll my eyes.
"Well apparently it seems like that's our answer. Anyway should we keep tabs on him, or do we have to lay low until he comes around?" I asked moving my legs off the table to stand up, & pace around."Those questions only depend whether, or not Fury agrees." Phil replied. I sigh."Well then until further notice I'm heading back to the lab. Work doesn't do itself." I say beginning to walk out the door.
"What do you mean? We need to plan something out for next time when we come across Spider-Man." Steve said with confusion. I turn back towards him then I shrug.
Steve:
"As much as I hate to admit it. I'm with Stark on this. Until we can find out more about Spider-Man I don't really see the point in wasting our time in this." Natasha says beginning to walk away from everyone heading to her room.
"He never gave us anything about him." Bruce says following her lead silently.
Me, & Clint stay behind for a bit as I look over at him. "Aren't you gonna head on to bed as well? I'm sure we'll be busy tomorrow?" I question. He shrugs, but looks my way.
"The guy hasn't shared anything about what he can do, or anything important about his past. For all we know he could really be a villain, & is just toying with us until the perfect moment pops up, & he could then take us down. Really it's like he didn't want us to know..yet anyway." He claims. I sigh, but I've figured he'd get somewhat like this. I breathe in as we face Fury, & Coulson who we've ignored for sometime.
"My bad." Clint says not really meaning anything. I roll my eyes.
"Your concerns are understandable, but can we blame him? We come in to start some questioning after Starks call, & we suspect him to opening tell us everything?" Coulson questions as he follows Nick towards the elevator. I shrug myself.
"Exactly. If I'm correct he'll just show up on the news again. Anyway Coulson, Director just call if you have anything for us to do. Tony's gonna be up until 3 this afternoon, so let's hope he answers." I suggest as I hear a scoff coming from the director before the doors to the elevator close. (Yes, I've added another unknown time skip. You can figure out how long the time is from this story without mean. No this isn't a hint, or something).
Later
Tony:
Once in the labs I went straight to work.
Half an hour later
"I thought you said you were going to work?" Asked a voice from the glass doors."JARVIS. What did I say about locking the door behind me when I decide on wanting privacy?" I asked grabbing anything, but tools. (Surprising I know)
"My apologies sir I wasn't aware of your unstated request." He sasses. I sigh, but I smirk mentally.
" Don't worry about it J. I didn't even tell you this time. I apologies for my actions, as you show your sarcasm through sass. Do whatever you want for the time being J." I say hearing a buzz from the ceiling before going on with my work.
"So anyway what brings you here?" I asked not turning around, but grabbing another pencil after breaking the one I had previously."Can we talk?..About Spider-Man? I ave somethings I want your help to try to clear up before I myself head to bed." Steve asks as I finally look up. The man himself clad in a white shirt, & bright ass yellow sweat pants...
"Yea, sure we can talk, but please do change, & burn those sweat pants for I'm slowly starting to become blind from looking at them. Like really I'm now starting to see black just from staring at them.." I say closing my eyes in enthusiasm.
"Hey what are you talking about? You have a pair of pink bun-"
"CHANGE, OR I DYE YOUR SHIELD LIKE GOD HIMSELF PUKED A FUCKING RAINBOW ON IT!-"
"Alright leaving! Be right back!"
"That's what I thought!"
Later
"That's not any better."
"What do you mean? It looks perfectly fine."
"Stop playing...come with me."
"Wait what? Why? Where?"
"Hello Kitty sweat pants isn't better. My bedroom closet."
"Bu-"
"NOW."
"Fine.."
5 minutes later
"Alright now that we've gotten that covered..What are your thoughts on Spidey? I myself have listed alot of them, but maybe we have similar questions." I say starting up the conversation as Steve got dressed in the bathroom. He opens the door.
"Is the age of Spider-Man on your list?" He questions moving over to sit on my bed as I sat down in a chair by my desk. "Yes his age is actually number one. Name second, & the rest so, & so. Anyway, I'd say his age is at least around his early 20's or late 20's. No older, no younger. Plus the fact he somewhat knows that Merc is concerning." I state folding my arms over my chest. Having changed earlier I could feel the soft cloth of my shirt. Steve sighs.
"Yes, him knowing Wilson is of concern, but his age worries me. What if he's younger than we think? What do you think Fury would do once he found out about his age then? Then there's the fact that this guys a vigilante. Not a Anit-hero, but a vigilante." Steve stresses. I lift a brow.
"The problem?" I question as he notices my stare.
He sighs again." Everything." He states. This is gonna be a long night..welp might as well get some coffee ready..
Peter:
I finally was at home, & Wade was there. That caused me to panic.
How id he find out where I lived?! I'm sure I was careful the first time we met! Gasp does he know what I look like then!?
I close the door, & make my way towards him prepared for the wors- & he's asleep... Well I have dinner to cook, so I guess I could just leave him here, & leave my costume on until he leaves...
Steak, Max n' Cheese, & salad later
Wade:
"Goooood morning America! Oh wait I'm Canadian!" I yell towards the ceiling, as I heard a pot fall onto the floor.
(I thought you Canadians only ate bacon, pancakes, & maple syrup.)
{RUDE. You forgot the snow.}
Wait what- No! Idiots! Also rude to the both of you! I'm sure our fellow canadians ate other foods, & not snow...
(Whatever you say dipshit.)
{Whatever you say dipshit.}
Fuck off.
"MMMM! Is that heaven I smell? Hey who ever's in the kitchen can I have some?!" I yell standing up, & heading towards the area. Walking around the corner I come across a familiar face.
"SPIDEY! *crushes him in a hug* I though you'd never come back! Gasp-don't ask how I found out where you lived-anyway! When's the food gonna be done?..What you mean it's not ready? It looks done to me!..Ok sure it's hot, but I can handle it..Fine I'll wait a bit longer...Baby boy you hurt me sometimes." I say crossing my arms, & sitting at the table.
After dinner
"CUDDLE WITH MEEEEEEEEEE!"
"What do you mean no!"
"Come on! I'm not a grabber!"
(That's a fucking lie, & you know it.)
Shut. Up. White!
{HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH!}
SHUT UP YELLOW!
"Hey wait no! I mean it I'm not a grabber!"
"No you can't kick me out please! We can be secret lovers even! I the strong husband! & you the firey house wife whose got a sweet ass-"
SMACK
"Owwwweeee! Ok fine I deserved that.."
(Pervert.)
{Idiot.}
Bitches shut up for the last time..
I wonder what's under that costume?...
(Please don't..)
{It's already in motion you know we can't stop it.}
(I know, & that upsets me.)
{...Does it really though?}
(Sigh no...Fine let's do it.)
{YES!}
YES!