It's a bird, it's a plane...
Characters: Deadpool, Happy Hogan, and maybe Pepper Potts, too. Setting: The windows outside Pepper's apartment. And other things around New York. Content: Stalking, peeping, and explosions. Or at least that's the plan. Summary: Deadpool hasn't gotten over being dumped by Pepper. He stalks. Happy notices. Ooooops.
Ever since being dumped and heartbroken by Pepper, Deadpool had been moping around over her. They were meant to be, this 'Happy' guy wasn't good enough for her, she was making a huge mistake, and obviously it was up to Deadpool to keep an eye on her. Just in case. Making sure she didn't get hurt.
And if he sometimes sent her flowers to let her know he still cared, or 'accidentally' bumped into her around SHIELD, well, he was just that awesome of a guy. In no time at all, she would figure out her mistake and come swooning back to him.
So early this morning, before dawn, he was looking out for her best interests by keeping an eye on her. From outside her window on a very high floor of Stark Tower, suspended by a complicated system of ropes. "Man, I am like Spider-Man up here. With my webbing, and my wall-crawling skills." He hummed to himself, (relatively) quiet. "Spida man, Spida man, doin' whateva a spida can. Doot doot doo, dee dee dee..." He found Pepper's floor (this had taken some trial and error, and more than a few misunderstandings), and hovered outside the window, peering through to see if she was home.