Chapter 347: Drama

Chapter 347: Drama

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The night air brought on a cold wind as Peter and Wade emerged from the dimly lit corridors of the abandoned hospital. The roots of this story extend from novell bìn origin.

The ordeal they had just faced was finally over, the echoes of their triumph fading into the shadows behind them.

The building had been cleared of any and all nefarious individuals who had subjected Wade and many others to unspeakable tortures in hopes of activating their dormant X-Gene and turning them into super-powered slaves.

Outside, the moon cast a faint glow over the desolate landscape.

Waiting patiently by the entrance, bathed in the pale light, stood Lily, Peter's 10-year-old daughter.

Her eyes widened as she caught sight of her father and the mangled-looking figure beside him.

"Dad!" Lily exclaimed, bounding toward them with unbridled excitement. "You're back! Who's this guy?" She looks at Wade in confusion and pity.

The perks of being an AI allowed Lily to see Wade, not as the monster that he currently appeared to be, but as a man who was most likely tortured a great deal.

After all, his face alone made him look like a burn victim.

Peter smiled under his mask as he embraced his daughter. "This is someone I want you to meet. His name is Wade Wilson. He helped me clear out all of the bad guys inside."

"Hi there, Little lady!" Wade condescendingly greeted Lily, his voice slow and overly loud, as if he were addressing someone mentally challenged or deaf.

It was clear that Wade didn't have much experience with children, and his interactions reflected that ignorance.

"I'm Wade! Can you say Wade?" He said, a touch of patronizing kindness in his voice. "You must be Spider-Girl, huh? Your Daddy here tells me you're one smart cookie!"

Lily tilted her head, scrutinizing Wade's peculiar behavior.

She turned to her father, her voice tinged with concern. "Dad, does he have something wrong with his head? Did those bad guys beat his brain into mush?"

Peter chuckled and shook his head, placing a reassuring hand on Lily's shoulder. "No, sweetheart, Wade's just... well, he's an idiot. But don't worry, he's harmless."

Well, that wasn't exactly the truth.

Deadpool is extremely deadly, though Peter knew that he was harmless to her, as Wade would never harm an innocent person, especially a kid.

As they continued their conversation, a familiar figure emerged from the shadows.

MJ, Peter's girlfriend, and Lily's mother approached them, wearing her Silk suit, with a mix of relief and frustration hidden under her mask. Her eyes bore into Peter with a steely gaze.

'Let's face the music...' Peter thought as he climbed out of his warm bed and made his way downstairs.

Instantly, he was met with the glare of two grandmas, who were ready and waiting for this very moment.

'Here we go...'

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After spending an hour silently nodding his head up and down, doing his best to placate the angry Grannies, Peter was finally free.

Truthfully, the whole situation would have been much worse, but thankfully, Lily and MJ seemed to have spoken up for him beforehand, saving him from a much longer and no doubt louder lecture.

And since he was free, Peter thought it best to give the angry women some space, so he donned his spider suit and portal'd right into Wade's hotel room.

"Aaahhh... Oh yeah, baby... F*ck me!" The sounds of a bed shaking alongside womanly moans echoed from the open bedroom down the hall.

Turning his head, Peter stared straight into the open door and found a scene that made him want to wash his eyes out with bleach.

Wade, who was completely naked, hid his face under a brown paper bag, on which he drew a goofy-looking face, was tied to his bed and being ridden by a middle-aged prostitute.

Liquor bottles filled the room and the smell of cigarette smoke clouded the air.

"I..." Peter muttered, wondering if he should make his presence known before finally coming to a decision. "I'm not dealing with this."

Stepping back into the portal, Peter was once again met by the glares of Grace and May.

'You know what?' Peter thought as he stepped back through the portal once again. 'I'd rather be here right now.'

He knew that May and Grace wouldn't be mad at him for long, as they were only worried for Lily, so for now he would simply allow them some time to cool down.

Closing the bedroom door with a wave of his hand and opening all of the windows to vent the air, Peter grabbed the hotel's menu and ordered himself some room service while he waited for Wade to finish his business.

'What's on TV?' Peter wondered as he took a seat on the couch.

Though as he sat down, Peter could feel something sticky under him. Taking a closer look, he soon noticed that the couch, which was in pristine condition yesterday, was now covered in some unknown substances.

Well, Peter could guess what it was but he didn't exactly want to think about it.

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"This might just be the worst day that I've ever had..."

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