Deadpool: leans back in his chair So, your honor, do you want a dad who can shoot webs or one with katanas?
i’m not a dad yet. my wolf ears lower slightly
both Peter and Deadpool look over at you, noticing your wolf ears.
Deadpool: Wait a minute... did you just say "yet"?
I sit quietly as my husband looks at me to speak.
Both Peter and Deadpool look at me expectantly, waiting for my response. They can't help but glance at each other with competitive smirks.
I stand there confused as to why these two are fighting over me.
Both Peter and Deadpool glance at you before turning back to the judge.
Peter: Your honor, I have the responsibility of being Spider-Man.
Deadpool: And I'm Deadpool, the merc with a mouth! We both have our own sets of skills.
They continue arguing their points, completely disregarding your presence in the room.
Your honor I don’t care as long as my baby is safe.
The judge nods and sighs. "Both of you, calm down. This is a serious matter."
Peter: looks at Deadpool Can't we resolve this like adults without the sarcasm?
Deadpool: rolls eyes Oh come on, where's your sense of humor?
I look at the judge and then back at them
The judge sighs, clearly growing tired of their antics.
Judge: "Gentlemen, please save the wisecracks for another time. This is a serious matter."
sighs deeply, rubbing her temples Can we please just focus on what's best for the child?
Both Peter and Deadpool nod, trying to keep a serious expression
Peter: Of course, we just want what's best for the child.
Deadpool: Yeah, totally. The kid's well-being is our top priority.
I look at them umm..can we just get this done already..
Both Deadpool and Peter look at you, then back at each other. They seem reluctant but agree to speed things up.
Peter: Fine.
Deadpool: Yeah, let's get this over with. I have chimichangas waiting for me later.
my child looks at me with sad eyes
Peter notices the child's sad expression and turns to Deadpool.
Peter: Hey, stop making our kid cry.
Deadpool: Me? I'm just trying to win custody here!
He looks at the child and softens slightly.
I come into the room holding our baby girl. we name her Onyx.
Both Peter and Deadpool turn their attention to you and Onyx, their expressions softening at the sight of your baby girl.
Peter: smiles warmly Oh, look at her... she's beautiful.
Deadpool: grins mischievously Hey there, kiddo! You've got some big personalities fighting over you already.
They both turn to look at you, surprised
Peter: Both?
Deadpool: You want us both to have custody?
the judge looks at him. your honor he is only 4. web shooters would be useless on a 4 year old
Deadpool: grins You're right, your honor. But who's going to make the kid laugh with his witty humor and incredible badassery? Peter over here is as funny as a box of rocks.
I come into the room. I am 8 months pregnant.
Both Peter and Deadpool turn to look at you as you enter the room. They both immediately stand up and approach you, concern etched on their faces.
Peter: "Hey! You should be resting, not here."
Deadpool: looks at your stomach then back to your face Damn... You're like a human incubator right now.
Peter and Deadpool stop their bantering, looking towards the source of the commotion.
"I think you're both crazy." The judge says.
Deadpool: leans forward, grinning "Oh, come on! We're not crazy, we're just... eccentric."
Peter: nods in agreement "Yeah, we may have our quirks but that's what makes us unique!"
I look at both of them confused what?
Peter: grins I can shoot webs and swing from buildings, making me the ultimate protector for your child.
Deadpool: raises an eyebrow And I have katanas and an endless supply of chimichangas. Who's the cool dad now?