Christmas Special

How Deadpool Stole Christmas

Every Who down in Who-Ville liked Christmas a lot! But Deadpool who lived just North of Who-Ville did not. Deadpool hated Christmas! The whole season! Now please don't ask why, only he knows the reason. It could be that his head wasn't screwed on just right. It could be perhaps, that his suit was too tight. But I think the most likely reason of all, may have been that his heart was two sizes too small. 

Just like the other Who's, Peter loved Christmas! Each year he and his Aunt May would decorate the house and make fudge for the entire town. The task was quite gruesome indeed but he absolutely loved it. This year he realized they made too much so on his delivery he pondered what to do with the left overs. After a long moment of thought he knew what to do. Everyone in town knew about Deadpool. He was a scarred faced Who who hated Christmas and never left his cave.

Peter wasn't sure as to why he hated Christmas but everyone in town avoided him. Perhaps the man just needed some company to help him feel the warmth of the holidays. Happy with himself the short brunette started on his journey. Deadpool lived at the top of the mountain so the hike would be tiresome. Despite this fact, hope filled the teens heart.

Upon reaching the icy peak he was greeted with a giant wooden door. Eagerly he knocked but was met with no response. Was Pool not home? Unwilling to give up Peter glanced into the peek hole but was met with a cold look. White eyes stared at him as he stepped back in dismay. Before he could speak the floor opened up and he slid down a narrow tunnel into Deadpool's home. 

The boy landed with a thud unsure of what to do. Everything around him smelt of rotten food and mildew. In fact if he looked close enough he could spot a pair of living socks crawling up the wall. Shaking in disgust the blue eyed male dusted himself off and noticed a figure in the corner. 

"Hello?" he said without fear.

The shadowy creature slumped forward and came into the light. Getting a good luck of the taller male he was able to make out his appearance. There stood 6'2 man with scars etched into his skin. Not a single part of his body went unmarked as he stared at Peter. Thoughts of joy flooded through Wades mind as he came to a conclusion. His entire life Santa never visited but this must have been the year! He was just so good that this boy was his present. With glee the muscular figure hoisted the brunette over his shoulder skipping towards his room.

"Uhm, I'm sorry but what are you doing?" Peter asked.

"Well isn't it obvious! Santa finally brought me a present so I need to make sure it doesn't get away!"

Shocked at his response the teen let out a slight chuckle and told him he was wrong.

"I'm not from Santa, I simply came to bring you fudge," he explained.

Deadpool looked at him confused but soon became even happier then before. Not only did Santa bring him a boy, but he came with chocolate! Wade absolutely loved chocolate but since he hated Christmas he never got much of it. Perhaps he wouldn't hate Christmas now that he received a gift.

"Where are you taking me?" the brunette questioned. 

"To my room, there is only when entrance so you won't be able to leave," the taller male cooed. 

Realizing the situation Peter began to think it was a bad idea coming here. The town always said that Deadpool's head wasn't screwed on just right. He now knew what they meant, he was crazy. How on Earth could someone think a person was a gift from Santa? He began to ponder as tears streamed down his face. He never got a present? He never had anyone to celebrate with? This was just too sad for him to handle. Setting the boy on the bed Wade noticed his tears. 

"Why are you sad? Did I do something wrong?" his voice laced with worry.

"N-no, it's not th-that," he hiccupped," I just feel bad that y-you never got to enjoy Chr-christmas."

Shocked at the his words, Deadpool embraced him in a hug. He knew right then and there that this boy was his and that he would do anything to make him happy. The scarred male felt an ache in his chest as his heart began to grow. Since that day Peter lived with him and they celebrated together every year!