" I know they won't mistake me for the real Spidey despite the mask. " Wade says quietly to Peter as they stand in line at a Five Guys burger place.

" What makes you so sure of that?" Peter asks.

" I'm too tall." Wade answers.

The mercenary watches Peter as the teen stays deadly still for a moment before turning to him with narrowed eyes. And exact replica of how the lenses of his mask would contract if he would have had it on.

( Except his eyes aren't that huge.)

[ Why are the eyes so big anyway?]

' Probably so he can see because he's got a mask on. And compared to ours his is much better because we don't have much for peripheral Vision.' Wade mentally answers.

" Your just freakishly tall." Peter says after a long moment before looking ahead of them again.

( He's just the perfect hight for us to just set our jaw on his head without discomfort.) White notes.

[ Don't do it.]

Wade settles for a little huff as he listens to the boxes.

" What?" Peter questions noting the behavior.

" Nothing," Wade saws looking down at Peter who in response gives him a gentle look.

[ I don't like how he can see right through our words.]

( Oh, and then once our chin is resting on his head we can hug him from behind and he'll be all cute and probably blush then we could lean down and tell him he's blushing and say how cute he is.) White says still completely lost in his fantasies.

Wade couldn't deny the thought was something he'd love to actually live but he also knew neither he nor Spidey were really quite that far. He doesn't Trust Peter enough yet. He doesn't trust the teen not to turn on him, to tell Wade what he is before leaving the man to let his own darkness continue devour him further.

Something nudges his arm causing him to look down. Peter nods towards the front where the cashier waits patiently. Her dark eyes seemingly taking in ever detail of the scene in front of here. Very calculating, a look Wade was well aware of being he used it often with his line of profession.

[ Well now that's a rarity. Patient cashiers. ] Yellow mumbles over White who is still fantasizing sweet and fluffy moments.

" Will it be your usual?" The cashier asks moving russet hair out of her way as she speaks. Her question instantly   confusing the Merc.

Wade never comes here, so how would he have a 'usual'. And then he's wearing a mask so they wouldn't know who he was anyway.

' Oh right. Spidey mask. Course he comes here all suited up.'

" Sure." Wade answers.

The cashier nods tapping the register a few times as and extra order appears in the small screen. Telling them the totally before Wade pays much to Peter's annoyance.

" I know your not Spidey. Too tall. " She says, her northern accent sticking out against those of the New Yorkers. Wade resists the urge to say ' told you so' but she continues. " Voice isn't right and doesn't squeak or catch on the right right words. Too built."

Peter makes an odd squeaking sound that he covers with a cough.

[ Well then.] Yellow says mightily disturbed along with Wade. White to lost in la la land to care.

" Don't worry I won't tell." She says looking at Peter with a hint of a smile. " Borrowing the costume I see?" She says in a tone loud enough only for the two to make out as she moves about to hand the order off.

" Uh." Peter says clearly befuddled.

" Cos play." Wade says instead.

" I can smell lies." She says shaking her head in amazement. I know you guys, you'll know me when you see me again too I'm sure. She says to Peter before turning to Wade. " If we ever meet its with high chances it's not going to be for a good cause." She says.

" Okay nice meeting you." Peter squeaks before pulling Wade away to stand where you pick up your order.

( Hey his voice does squeak.) White coos. 

" Who is she?" Wade asks Peter as they both look over at her just as she greets another costumer who walks in.

" I don't know. She's just always here when I come. What's her name tag say?"

" She's here every time and you've failed to look at her name tag each time?"

" No I just never payed that close attention. She talks to me but I mean I never really thought about it." Peter says.

" Maxine I think Wade says only catching a glimpse of the tag as she turns.

" Max," She calls over in his direction to correct him.

' Okay. Obviously advanced in some way. ' he mentally starts to take notes about the character memorizing them for future investigation.

Wade looks over at Peter quickly who has paled. Almost a second later their order is called out. Wade is the one to grab it before they both make a quick exit.

They walk in silence for a ways, Peter staying right on Wade's heels until they come upon a park. It isn't until then that The two relax enough to disperse the food in the bag.

" Christ Peter. How much can you eat in one sitting?" Wade asks instantly after seeing the contents of the bag.

" A lot," Peter says snatching the bag away before grabbing a couple burgers from inside the stash and unwrapping one And taking a bite.

" No wonder the total was so high."

" Hey I told you not to pay for it. And why do you think I make an average collage kid look financially stable? I eat like an animal. Because Basically now am part animal." Peter says before taking another bite.

" We like an animal in bed."

Peter's face turns pink as he glances at Wade who's smirking. " Yeah?" Peter asks.

" Yeah." Wade answers. He hesitates before rolling up his borrowed mask before grabbing a burger for himself. He stops to pick off the pickles before taking a bite.

He stops to look at Peter after he swallows to see the the teen staring at him.

" What?" He asks nervously wondering if  he was staring at his scars.

" Did you just take the pickles off?" Peter asks eyes narrowed at him.

" Yeah?"

" Why?" Peter asks.

" I don't like them?" Wade responds slightly confused but relieved Peter wasn't looking at his scars.

" Pickles are the best part!" Peter exclaims. " How do you not like pickles?"

Wade shrugs. " I just don't know, I just don't."

Peter gives him a baffled look before he collects himself. " fine. But no wasting them. Give all your pickles to me."

" All my pickles?" Wade asks.

" I'm not going to question why you asked that but I'll answer yes. "

( Today I hope we are taking a step towards being partners.) White says softly seeming to come back from fantasy creation.

' Me to.'

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