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“Are you fuckin with me right now Spidey?” Wade balked from his position on the couch, spoonful of ice cream half-way to his mouth.
“Yeah!” The teen was all bright eyes and smiles and it was breaking Wade down quick . “I just think it would be super fun!”
“What would be fun?” Matt’s voice carried from the kitchen, along with the smell of what no doubt was supposed to be dinner.
Wade scoffed, “You have super hearing, don’t tell me you didn’t just hear him ask for a dog .”
Matt just laughed while Peter tried to keep a straight face pointed at Wade. “Please Wade? We can even dress it up for holidays and take stupid pictures with it!” He tried for his best puppy dog eyes and Wade sighed, putting down his spoon.
“You’re in charge of it, fucker,” he finally said.
Peter charged Wade with a hug, knocking the ice cream carton to the floor. “Thank you thank you thank you!” When Peter pulled away, he was smiling the most Wade had seen in a while.
The teen moved his hand to his mouth and whistled a sharp low note. Wade stared incredulously as a shaggy dog came bounding out of the hallways to the bedrooms. It stopped right next to Peter, panting and looking between him and Wade, almost like he was smiling. “Wade, I’d like you to meet Tony!”
“PETER!”