CHIMICHANGA!

She arched a brow, a soft smirk pulling at the corner of her lips.  “Ich wusstenicht, dass du Deutsch sprichst.” Natasha was impressed with his German and she rolled her eyes at his words. “I used calligraphy too. I’m incredibly hurt.” Natasha took a sip of her coffee. “As proud as I am of you doing this all by yourself and actually wearing pants, I’m suspicious.”

          Wade just nodded his head, because he had no idea what Nat was saying. He’d picked up the phrase he used from a television show. “Sí.”Maybe she’d think he was a bilingual, very single, and sexy guy now. He crouched down a little, so that he was eye level with the woman’s chest. “I’m SORRY, Nat’s heart. I never wanted to hurt ya!” he said in his most sincere voice. “I’ll be having a STERN word in Mr. Postie’s ear!” Chuckling to himself, he stood up straight again. “Would it calm your suspicions if I took my pants off?” he asked, grinning beneath his mask.

“Ah, of course.” Daisy nodded, chuckling. “Oh? You’re planning on that? Which one of Quake’s outfits are you gonna wear? The goth vigilante vibe or the tight black S.H.I.E.L.D. suit and gauntlets one? I’ve got a wig you can use for the first one if you want it.” She laughed. “You know, you probably should contact her, Spidey.” She agreed, going along with his ruse now. “I’m sure she’d know it a lot better than I ever would.” She smiled. “Saving people, huh? You sure you’re not doing merc work? After all, times might be hard for Spidey, and a boy’s gotta eat.”

          "Hm, that’s a TOUGH choice, lady. I think I’d look seductive in the tight suit, but I do enjoy goth phases...” Wade let out a hearty laugh. She probably thought he was joking, but he had no problem with actually dressing as Quake and running around the city. “I think I’ll go for the second one, but I’ll still take the wig.” He leaned forward over the balcony, making sure that his hit hadn’t shown their face yet. “You’re right, a boy does gotta eat, but I’d rather dumpster dive than kill people for money. Spidey is a HERO.” 

Daisy put her hands into her pockets as she watched Deadpool strutting down the street and jumping onto the balcony. She cocked her head to the side, trying to figure out exactly what he was doing. “Right, because you totally look like Spider-Man.” She rolled her eyes and folded her arms. “You totally sound like him too and carry the same weapons as him and everything. You really nailed that cosplay today.” She chuckled and pulled herself up onto the balcony. “What are you doing anyways?”

          "That’s because I AM SPIDER-MAN!” Wade knew who Daisy was, and he knew that she knew that he wasn’t really his beloved Spidey. But he liked to have fun. “You know, now that you’ve mentioned cosplay, I might have to go as QUAKE this year,” he said, then clapped his hands in mock excitement. “I should like, so totally contact her right NOW! We could go for pedicures, and she can tell me how to nail her.” He laughed at how that sounded. “I’m saving people, DUH. That’s what Spider-Man does.”

“Hello malen'kiy pauk.” She addressed Wade by the nickname she used for Peter. She obviously knew that he wasn’t Spider-Man but continuing the banter would get them through the night. She handed him a cup of coffee and shook her head. “I’m only allowing you to stand me up once. This better be a good stake out you forgot me for.” Nat then leaned against the wall. “What are you up to?” 

        “AIN’T NEVER GAVE NOTHIN’ TO ME, BUT EVERY TIME I TURN AROUND, CATS GOT THEY HANDS OUT, WANTIN’ SOMETHING FROM ME. I AIN’T GOT IT, SO YOU CAN’T GET IT...“

         Deadpool practically strutted down the street as he sang along to the song on his Walkman, with a slight spring in his step as he pointed his gun at a trashcan illuminated by a streetlamp. “PEW PEW PEW!” He grinned, then pulled himself up onto a balcony. He was looking for his latest hit, and he’d been told that they’d be appearing from the doorway of the building opposite him any time now. Noticing someone out of the corner of his eye, he spoke up. “Uhh, it’s just me, your FRIENDLY neighbourhood SPIDER-MAN!” he lied, giving them a flirtatious finger-wiggle wave.