Pixie and Deadpool We will find him, and we will shoot him in the foot. “Yeah, yell at him really fucking loud. I plan on it,” Wade nodded his head, and let Pixie lead the way. Her butterfly, fairy wings were very mesmerizing. He even dared to reach out and touch one of them, not to like rip them off or anything, but Wade was very curious as to how they wings felt. He was sure she had to have been used to it by now.
The lights were dimming by the time Pixie and Wade reentered the packed theater. He took an empty seat that was next to Pixie. Well, it wasn’t empty at first, but the kid wasn’t going to start a fight with Wade and easily gave his seat up.
“Damn straight,” Wade muttered to himself, settling in the plush seat.