To Bakugo, nothing was better than spending his days and nights running around in his sexy (his words) costume and screwing up some bad guys.

He would do it every waking moment if he could.

But unfortunately, he was still human. Kind of. And he had to eat, sleep, do that human stuff so he wouldn’t slowly starve. Because while he wouldn’t die persay, it wouldn’t be comfortable.

So here he was at a street taco stand, pushing past the entire line. Because he didn’t need to wait, he was Deadpool. These civilians could wait another minute for their damn taco.

After shoving the people away he then proceeded to slam an entire human body onto their little window.

“Make me whatever this guy’s wallet will cover. It’s in one of his pockets, probably.”