Aw, Sugar, You Make My Teeth Rot

The TV is playing some boring news channel neither of them care for. Mostly, the reporter is rambling on about the aftermaths of Ultron, and the Avengers. Spindler is mentioned as well, albeit briefly on this particular channel. Others were ranting about the Avengers consorting with dangerous and disturbed individuals. There was some coverage on the new Avengers, Wanda and Pietro Maximoff AKA Scarlet Witch and Quick Silver. Also, Vision.

Peter's interest is held by the coverage of the twins, as he remembered saving Pietro. He wonders if the trio of newbies are doing alright. However, no one seems to be covering that, so he goes back to glaring violently at the TV.

"What's up, baby boy?" Deadpool- No, Wade speaks up from his spot in the corner. He's cleaning his guns. Everytime he glances up, without fail, he has been met with the sight of Spindler glaring violently at the TV.

Peter rubs at his skin, irritated by the loose clothing. "No one's talking about the newbies. I want to know how they're doing," he grumbles.

"Why don't you go see for yourself?" Dea- Wade asks curiously. Peter contemplates this.

"Yeah, okay." He shrugs, pulling himself up to stand. He's mostly healed, which is nice. "I should wash my clothes first," He states, pulling the cloak and suit up. "Bathtub?"

"Washer?"

"That works."

~

Three hours later, Peter's cloak and the remains of his suit are washed though not undamaged. The sewing job would be a bitch, but he figures he doesn't need to do it right now. He just wants to go visit the twins and Vision and see how they're doing. He didn't get shot at just so the person he was protecting would die. Besides, he remembered Pietro and Wanda. They'd only met for a few seconds, but he liked the way they felt on the mental web. 

Tugging on the familiar clothing and feeling it's skin tight press makes him feel immediately a hundred times more at ease, and he gets lost in the familiar feel of it. Once he's done with that, he tugs on his mask again (He'd taken it off at some point, to make Wade more comfortable.) and heads out. Their in Wade's safe house near Sokovia at the moment, so he sets about finding if he has any private planes to fly him about or something.

"Helicopters are easier to get," Wade grumbles. Peter giggles.

"Really? Then I don't need a plane!" Peter giggles, "Just a helicopter."

An hour later he's gotten a helicopter from somewhere. Whether the process of procuring the helicopter in such short time was through a necessarily legal or even altogether ethical trade was unknown to even Peter, as he had forgotten pretty much everything including why he got the damn thing in the first place, by the time it got there. Staring up at the loud, flying vehicle in confusion, he turns to Wade.

"Why did I get the helicopter?" He asks curiously, a slightly manic giggle at the end of his words. Wade, used to Peter's completely damaged memory, responds easily.

"Wanted to check on the newbie Avengers," He responds, "C'mon baby boy, let's get you and that ass up there."

Peter, taking this in stride and having a vague memory of saving a certain Quick Silver, grins and grabs Wade's arm. Wade has a moment of confusion before Peter bunches up his spider legs and leaps into the helicopter. Wade screams. Peter laughs. The helicopter driver (The procedural process of grabbing said driver was also through the same method as the helicopter, and whether that was legal or ethical was still unknown to both Peter and possibly even the dri- pilot himself.) Peter giggles and doesn't bother closing the door or buckling himself in before he turns to the pilot.

"God bless America!" He shouts, before a loose stream of giggles escapes him. Then, hey, he's actually kind of sane.

Plopping down in a seat by Wade once the helicopter starts moving, he turns to face the other merc. "Hello, how are you today?"

"You sound different," Wade notes, "Sane?"

"Very."

Wade rambles and Peter waits in silence until the sanity goes away.

~

When the helicopter lands on a field nearby a nondescript SHIELD base in the middle of nowhere, without setting off it's radar or various otehr scans, SHIELD is immediately on edge. When Peter and Wade jump out and Peter proceeds to grab a gun from Wade's belt and shoot the helicopter without even looking behind him, prompting an explosion, the edge gets a little more.... edgier? SHIELD personal armed with guns and kevlar begin to run up. Peter and Wade seem very unimpressed nor even caring of this, and it shows on their faces despite the masks covering them. Really quite alarming how well Deadpool's mask can emote and how Spindler's mouth can display so much.

Peter taps at the screen on his web shooter, hacking is definitely harder, as this was developed by d- Stark, and he hadn't used a virus prior. However, he doesn't really need to hack much, and he can get most of the information by skimming through. D- Stark had shown him tricks and shortcuts, after all. Peter finds what he looks for quickly, and then gets off the hacking before SHIELD can hack into him. That would cause awful problems he didn't need.

"Found them!" Peter cheers, and Wade whoops. Peter leads the way, Wade's rambling fills the silence that really isn't there. Peter's ears ring dully, and his entire body shakes with sense overload. He can hear every click of machinery, every whir of electricity. He can hear, no, feel every vibration as people chase after them.

So when he finds out that the SHIELD base is incredibly low tech for something Stark based, he is immensely happy. Pushing his way through the door and wandering into the hallway, he lets his little screen blueprint guide him to the designated room for the newbies. The SHIELD officers seemed to have stopped following him a little bit before hand (lies, he just lost them), so his ears ring a little less. Yawning and stretching as he raises a foot, and then kicks the door open, he grins.

"Heeeeellloooooo!" He drawls, throwing his hands in the air and leaning back on one leg briefly. "How are you doing? I came to check up on you!"

"Spindler?" Comes a distinctly accented voice. It sounds like Wanda.

"Hi Wanda!" Peter responds, grinning like an honest maniac (which, to be fair, was what he was.). He filters in the sight of the three sitting on various beds in the large room. "What are you guys even doing in this dump, anyway?"

"We found out Ultron still has a body left, we're hiding out," Wanda responds.

Peter, Wanda, and Pietro all have a shared, but brief history. They'd been together during some training, back when Peter was being brainwashed and manipulated. He'd been mindlessly following, then, afraid of Hydra. The trio had shared some friendly chemistry, but ultimately their differing views of Hydra back then drove a wedge that hadn't really let any chance of a genuine friendship grow.

"That's nice!" Peter responds, "But why do you three share a room? The other ones don't have to-"

"Wanda, who is this?" The voice is accented, but not in the way Wanda's is. Vision.

"Oooooh, you're the other newbie!" Peter gasps excitedly, forgetting what he was saying entirely. Peter steps into the room further, as a quick flash of silver brings Pietro to stand by Wanda.

"Spin-Doll, how long do we have before the other Avengers come over to our little sleep over party?" Wade asks, and Peter turns to him, forgetting about the newbie trio.

"No idea, but they look fine and we really only came to check up, sooooooo," Peter begins walking out the door, like he hadn't just kicked it down. Then, he spins around with a sudden, dawning realization. "Before you guys went and joined over here, did anyone at the Big H mention something 'bout me or Wade?"

"No, as far as we know, they haven't been looking for you, why?"

"No reason!"

Peter skips out the door, and and realizes he doesn't have a way to get back home. Frowning, he sighs and pulls Wade in a random direction.

After about twenty minutes of mindless wandering and being chased by SHIELD, losing them, and then being found again, he happens accross a garage. Looking around, he quickly finds an armored van at random. SHIELD's safehouse really was low tech. Wade seems to catch on to Peter's thought process (that or Peter said it outloud at some point.), so they quickly hotwire the vehicle and floor it.

~

Seventeen vehicles later, they're somewhere in Ohio. Peter's safehouse there is actually one he's used recently, so it's up-to-date in everything. Wade was prepared to stay in America, so he has a duffel bag full of files and extra weapons and suits and such. The entire second floor is missing, which is how most of Peter's safe houses are, however, so there is no guest room for Wade. Which is fine, since Wade was willing to sleep on the couch.

The relationship between Wade and Peter was a very strained one. It was awkward, since they were both still wary of each other, despite this, they had said they were friends. Since they didn't trust each other, but were friends, it lead to an odd predicament.

Wade was wary of Peter, who he knew still held fifteen favors over him and had admitted multiple times to wanting to experiment on him. Despite trying to make peace and be friends (The phone calls were strange, since they flirted all the time on those). Plus, there was the fact that they flirted constantly, and Peter kept flaunting his body whenever he caught Wade staring or one of the boxes mentioned it.

Peter was wary because Wade was a new variable in his life, and it was hard to decide how to react towards the man. Further, he was totally attracted to the other merc, who's muscles looked delicious. And, despite the other merc constantly mentioning how great Peter's ass was, he thought that Wade's ass was far superior. To be honest, he was down to fuck.

Concerning since Wade wasn't just yet, though he was getting there.

Also concerning: They barely knew each other.