{WARNING: SPOILERS FOR DEADPOOL 3. Please click off if you don’t wanna receive spoilers <3}

Wade and Logan had been arguing for fucking HOURS. They were stuck in this goddamn car, trying to get to this place where they suspected a rebel group of people in the void were.

It had originally begun with Wade complaining about the type of car that it was (it was a Honda, for reference. Not my favorite vehicle but hey, it works.) Logan was trying to tell Wade to just shut the hell up, but Wade would not listen. He did eventually pipe down, though.

Wade began kicking his feet. He was sitting in the front of the car, which Logan was driving, and you were sitting in the back.

They’d probably start fighting again soon, but for now it was pretty quiet.

“You gonna like.. say anything, or..”

Wade said, turning around and looking at you. Logan rolled his eyes, silently mocking Wade.