[Comprehensive] Little Spider's troubles about flat chest

I immediately ran outside, trying to find traces of Deadpool.

But I was wearing Deadpool's clothes, not only did I not see him anywhere, but I also felt a completely different perspective than usual.

There are very few people who still call me Spider-Man in my Deadpool costume—apparently they are mistaken.And more people showed disgusted expressions at me, and then ran away quickly.

"..." Is Deadpool so despised?

So he wants to change a day/clothes with me and feel loved by New Yorkers?

……That's not OK!Damn it, you big bastard!

Without a web shooter, I had to stalk around angrily asking people.

"Have you seen Spider-Man?" "Where is Spider-Man?" Asking where "I" is, I feel like a big fool.

After getting shakes of the heads and a few complaints from the citizens of New York, I help my forehead feebly.

What I'm most worried about now is that something will happen to Deadpool. If he gets excited and hurts someone, it will be bad.

Sighing, I suddenly heard the sound of objects moving rapidly, "Yo Hou~"

I raised my head, and sure enough, I saw Deadpool wearing my clothes flashing by.

He was moving from building to building in such an awkward manner that he looked terrific.

I scrunched my face and ran in the direction he was moving.

After running a few steps, I realized that the direction he was heading was probably the basement where I woke up.

Because there was no spider web launcher, my movement speed was obviously a lot slower. When I ran quickly to the basement on the ground floor of the building, the door was open, and there was obviously no one there.

I frowned, and took the elevator to run upstairs again.

When I opened the door, I didn't see anything... Did I guess wrong?Looks like he's not here?

I continued to look around, and soon found that Deadpool was wearing my tights and sitting cross-legged on the ground on the roof of another building not far away. The tights that didn’t fit were pulled tight, and I was playing A web launcher.

I just breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, probably because he played it badly, so I can't wander around anymore.

It's just that the web launcher is broken, that's fine, I can fix it after all, as long as it doesn't fall into the wrong hands like Chameleon.

Just thinking about this, Deadpool suddenly put the spider web launcher in his hand on the ground quietly and stared at it, and writhed while covering his cheek.

...? ? ?I have a black question mark on my face, what on earth are you thinking of!Please don't do such weird behavior in my tights please?Are you sorry for being seen by others?

Suffering from being unable to fly over, I was about to go downstairs and run over again, but suddenly I saw a man in Deadpool's clothes walk up to him, then bent down, picked him up and put him at my feet web launcher.

! ! ! ... I paused in my footsteps, showing a very bewildered expression.

He's wearing Deadpool's suit, so what am I wearing?

I lowered my head and raised it again, thinking that the clothes I was wearing belonged to Deadpool...it must be the chameleon!

Chameleon pretending to be Deadpool again and picking up my web shooter?

What are you doing, Wade Wilson? !

Deadpool's reaction was also quick, he jumped up from the ground, and then...

I thought he'd quickly figure out it wasn't me and beat up the chameleon.

But this is not the case.

Deadpool lowered his head and seemed to say something. I didn't hear it, but kicked the floor shyly.

My Aunt May, what's the matter?The web launcher in one of my hands is still in the chameleon's hand!

I couldn't bear it anymore, so I ran to the edge of the building and shouted at him, "Deadpool! He's a chameleon!"

Deadpool's body paused, and he turned his head to look at me. He obviously saw me, and then looked at the chameleon wearing Deadpool's clothes.

Realizing that my words still worked, I immediately turned my head and ran down.

I believe that Deadpool can definitely beat Chameleon, but his equipment is only one of my spider web launchers, not the wooden warehouse and samurai/knife he is used to.

Speeding up my pace, I came to the elevator on the floor where Deadpool was. I pressed the button several times in a row, but the elevator didn't go down one floor. I was so anxious that I turned around and ran up the stairs.

Running to the top floor, I immediately opened the door.

The fighting movements of the two people in front of me have paused, but it is clear that Deadpool's gaze is longer on me, and there is no sign of returning to his senses.

"Watch out!" I yelled at Deadpool.

"...W-what?" He scratched his head at me and asked blankly.

The result—naturally, he was knocked to the ground by the opponent's punch.

Well!I couldn't help wrinkling my face.

What's going on with him today?This is not his standard.

"Stop! Chameleon!" I looked at the chameleon who had almost strangled Deadpool, "I'm Spider-Man! What's coming at me!"

"Little, little spider...QAQ Oh my God! I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I are going to be out of love? Although your breasts are really a bit small... no, no, no, I don't dislike it... probably don't! Anyway, OMFG! When we get married, I will definitely invite the entire Marvel universe! Thanos is fine, it’s fine if Cable comes, anyway, it’s played by the same actor... Ah yes! What’s the name of our child? Well, is it called Spideypool or Deadman? Oh no, Spidypool is the name of our CP, and Deadman is the hero of the DC family next door. Sure enough, my surname should be Wilson..."

The movement of the chameleon stopped, he took off his hood, and looked at me with a flat and bloodless face, "I see, have you changed your uniform?"

"Ugh! Is this the Marvel version of Voldemort? Hey! Watch out for copyright issues..." Deadpool's neck bent at a weird angle, he stopped thinking, and started a new round of nonsense.

I rolled my eyes, and ran forward quickly.

Chameleon also stood up from Deadpool, he looked at me and took out the knife.

I used my inertia to turn around and raise my leg to kick up, but he saw the trajectory of my action and raised his hands to support it.

Although I have a lot of strength, I still don't know how to fight. After the chameleon unloaded, one hand grabbed my leg, and the other hand threw away the knife and stretched out to me, making a movement .

It's my signature move, it's my way of tucking my middle and ring fingers into my palm to press the button on the web shooter.

The next second, a white spider web sprayed onto my body, and I was made to take a few steps back by the sudden impact. Immediately afterwards, my whole body was stuck by the spider web and I couldn't move. I lost my center of gravity and fell to the ground.

——Is it such a bad feeling to be stuck by spider silk?

"Damn it! You [beep--] to my brother, I haven't [beep--] to a little spider before--" Deadpool moved his body excitedly, and all the words he said were beeped out, I was at a loss Looking at him anxiously, and looking at his current state, he sighed helplessly.

Today, thanks to the pig teammate Deadpool, I am probably doomed.

The chameleon threw Deadpool with a broken neck onto me with a deadpan expressionless face, and glued us together with spider silk. It's heavy.

Not long after, we were hoisted up by a spider's thread, and we were lifted into the air with our heads down.

The chameleon walked around and didn't know what it was doing, and then the cold and pungent gas was splashed on us.

I was so angry that I couldn't help twisting a bit, filtering the noise made by Deadpool in my ears, and thinking about how to escape from the opponent's hands.

After all, I have dealt with chameleons before, and with the abilities of me and Deadpool, I could torture anyone to death if I pulled them out alone. What kind of evil did I fall into today?

When I was thinking of a solution, I didn't know when, I suddenly felt something hard against me.

I didn't pay attention to it, thinking it was the weapon on Deadpool's body, and moved it a few more times, and the red and black leather uniform of Deadpool on my body made a strange creaking sound, but after all, it was to prevent myself from being stung arrive.

"Hmm~" Deadpool snorted twice, "Hey, my dear little spider! I know you've fallen in love with me deeply, but are you sure it's the situation right now?" He whispered in my ear The deep voice whispered.

I gave him an anxious look, "Shut up! I'm trying to get rid of him! Do you smell that gasoline? I think he's trying to burn us, and the silk takes two hours to dissipate" , no matter how we think about it, we will all die!"

"Don't worry! We're still getting married! Brother won't let my bride die here!" He moved his neck, and the broken cervical vertebra seemed to be almost healed by itself.

"Huh? What the hell are you talking about?" I was at a loss.

But this time Deadpool, who has always talked much more than me, didn't speak.Lubricated with gasoline, I felt his hand start to move.

Even through two layers of tights, he could feel the warmth of his palm.

I don't know why, I couldn't help trembling, and I felt that breathing became a little difficult-I am... what's wrong?Is the silk tied too tight?

"I'm sorry, my dear." He glanced at me, and his low-pitched voice brought me back to my senses, "He will come to coax you when it's resolved."

Finally his hand reached my back, which is where the samurai/sword/knife sticks out of Deadpool's uniform.

Deadpool whips out his adamantium knife and cuts through my extremely strong, specially made web.