Evolution

The next day Wade decided that it was time to show Peter the outside world. So after they ate breakfast the merc stopped the former spider as it tried to hide away in it's nest again and pointed at the apartment door. “We'll go out, it'll be fun.” He said. “Out?” Peter repeated confused. Wade nodded. He had noticed that the teen had started to understand more and more he said, it was probably because Wade was talking all the time and so it was easier for the spider to adept, even if Peter himself wouldn't speak in full sentences yet. The merc was pretty sure that the creature in front of him was incredibly intelligent, which only encouraged him to treat it like a normal human. “But when we leave the apartment you are not allowed to crawl on the walls and no 'thwip thwip' either, okay?” Peter nodded cautiously. “Great!” And so they left the apartment, going through the only door Peter hadn't been allowed to open yet and the merc felt the excitement the boy felt as they walked down the stairs to the ground floor.

Wade stopped in front of the front door, looking at Peter with a grin. “You ready?” Peter nodded, but when Wade pushed the door open the boy seemed everything but pleased. The loud noises of a busy street and the smell of the city obviously scared the poor thing and so Wade closed the door again to put his hand on Peter's shoulder, who looked at him with big brown eyes full of fear. “Hey, it's okay, baby boy.” Wade cooed softly. “I'll protect you.” He helped Peter to pull on the hood of his sweater and patted his back, smiling encouragingly. He was actually quite nervous himself, because he wasn't in his Deadpool outfit, which meant no mask, but the spandex suit was just a lot more flashy then a hoodie and a base cap. The thing is, if Deadpool would be seen with some kid around the block, people might start to ask questions. The Avengers and/or S.H.I.E.L.D would knock on his door and ask him who the hell he was corrupting this time and then they might try to take Peter away from him like some kind of youth welfare office only to put him into Xavier's school, or one of their labs or generally somewhere far away from Wade were the boy would be frightened and confused and helpless and that was something Wade would not allow to happen.

They left the apartment complex, but after a few steps Peter started to look around rather nervously and in the end he grabbed Wade's arm for a minimum feeling of security. It actually surprised Wade, because Peter never seemed to be a clingy one, which was quite understandable, because spiders weren't known for loving to cuddle. Now in this new environment however Wade was the only thing Peter knew and Wade caught himself thinking that he should show Peter new places more often.

Together they entered the grocery store and the enclosed space made Peter relax a little again. Wade took a shopping cart and guided his roommate through the various aisles always showing him what he bought, explaining what it was called or used for and Peter listened curiously, nodding from time to time. At some point however Peter saw a woman pushing a cart with a kid sitting inside and was instantly tempted to try this out himself. “Whoa, Peter – what are you doing there?” Wade gasped, but he couldn't stop the boy climbing into the cart and taking a seat. Peter looked at him all innocently and so Wade gave up with a sigh. “Fine, but you're not going to call me “Mama” anytime soon, got it?” “Wade!” The teen interjected. “Yes, yes, you are right; my name is Wade. Good thing you still remember.” Wade rolled his eyes, but he noticed something pretty close to a smile appear on Peter's face. It seemed awkward and looked a little creepy, more like a grimace then a smile actually and his fangs didn't make it better, but Wade took what he got and smiled back. Of course there were a lot of people looking at them, sometimes even starting to whisper, but it didn't seem as oppressive as usual to Wade. Somehow with Peter by his side everyone else didn't seem to matter anymore, which was quite refreshing. It felt good, really. And it made their little shopping tour so much more enjoyable.

In the end Peter had to climb out of the cart again, because there were so many things Wade wanted to show to him once they got home, that there wasn't any room left for the scrawny kid.

They left the store with two big, jam-full bags. Wade was going to carry them both, but Peter, who already started to form something like a sense of justice soon wanted to carry one of the bags himself. The merc was a little worried at first, since the bag was really heavy and the kid's arms not very muscular, but Peter handled it just fine, not even struggling with the weight as if he was carrying around a pillow, which probably was due to another spider-ability or whatever.

It didn't really matter and so they continued by going into the next store, where Wade would buy him some clothes that would actually fit him. Wade even thought about buying Peter a dress – just to mess with his sense of gender identity, which probably would have been incredibly hilarious, but he soon decided that the kid already had enough to worry about regarding human behavior and so he guided him to the men section. Peter seemed almost bored and every few seconds he sniffed warily. He still couldn't really wrap his head around this whole “wearing clothes”-thing, even though he seemed to appreciate the warmth it brought with it.

“Hello, may I assist you?”

The sudden voice of a shop assistant made Peter jump up a little and as he turned to see her he started hissing at her threateningly. The young woman went pale and excused herself quickly, before hurrying away, which made Wade chuckle. “You know, you could have simply said “no”.” He told him smiling, wagging his index finger in front of Peter's face. “Sowwy..” He mumbled with the slightest bit of remorse, which awoke the urge to hug the boy inside of Wade, but he just coughed a little and nodded. “Good boy.”

After about an hour or so they had two more bags full of clothes. It was Wade who had picked the most of them, because most of the time Peter just hadn't cared at all, but at least he hadn't been picky.

On their way home however they came across an electronics shop and the various devices in the display caught Peter's attention almost immediately. The boy soon tugged at Wade's sleeve to get his attention. Wade just nodded, he knew that technology was one of the things Peter was highly interested in, even though or maybe because he didn't understand it one bit.

So they entered the store and soon Peter was the one leading Wade from showcase to showcase always pushing every button there was available, getting fascinated by fans and lava lamps and toasters, which Wade found to be incredibly adorable. He was almost on the verge of buying the whole damn store for Peter, when one object in particular seemed to catch the boys attention. It was a digital single lens reflex camera and Peter turned it in his hands as if it was some ancient object of worship. “Oh, you are going to like this one!” Wade exclaimed, showing Peter the shutter button. The sudden flash made him flinch in fear, but when Wade showed him the photo of them on the digital display he couldn't believe his eyes. He looked at Wade wide eyed, jaw dropped, then at the picture and back at Wade again, making the merc laugh. “Come on, try it out a little.” And that was exactly what the boy did. He began taking photos of nearly anything and while the first one's were a little blurred he soon got better at it. Since Peter wasn't going to let go of the camera anytime soon, Wade bought it for him and led him out the store.

“How 'bout some Hotdogs?” Wade asked, when they got out, but Peter was to busy looking at the world around him through the lens of his camera, taking photos of the most mousy things. Wade ruffled the boys hair and bought something to eat at a nearby hotdog-stand.

Back at home well-fed and satisfied Peter sat down on the couch to look through all the pictures he had already taken, while Wade put away the things they bought, humming to himself. By the time he joined Peter on the couch, the boy was already asleep. It wasn't that late, but Wade had learned that Peter liked to take a few naps throughout the day, especially after eating something. He smiled and covered him with a blanket. It was the first time he wasn't sleeping inside his little web though. Wade took a peek at the last photo that Peter had looked at before dozing off and blushed slightly when he saw that it was a picture showing him.