


Fantasy Fight

by Half of a Butterfly



Category: Ultimate Spider-Man
Genre: Humor, Hurt-Comfort
Language: English
Status: In-Progress
Published: 2014-10-12
Updated: 2014-10-12
Packaged: 2015-01-09 18:18:12
Rating: T
Chapters: 1
Words: 665
Publisher: www.fanfiction.net
Story URL: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/10752178/1/
Author URL: https://www.fanfiction.net/u/5323489/Half-of-a-Butterfly
Summary: Kinda half AU. What if Deadpool and Spider-man were the only ones who could do the entire 'fantasy fight' thing? Perhaps the two of them were more alike then they thought. Set after 'Ultimate Deadpool', starts when Peter gives SHIELD the usb drive. One-shot for now, but will continue if you want me to.





	Fantasy Fight

**Okay so the idea behind this entire 'Fantasy Fight' thing is that Deapool and Spiderman somehow have the power to attack people in their head, but it happens to the person in real life. There are a few rules for this, though: **

**They have to be puns or comebacks, no random blurbs. **

**The person attacking with their mind has to go in their own head for a moment to imagine it (similar to when on the Tv show we see the characters as taller and skinnier and it's in Peter's head).**

**There is no way to dodge a fantasy attack. **

**Only Deadpool and Spiderman can do it.**

Spiderman walked towards the room where his other teammates sat, the flashdrive in his hands. He had just gotten back from his 'battle' with Deadpool. He had to admit the battle was pretty strange, as it mostly happened in both his and Deadpool's fantasies.

He'd never fought that way before. In fact, he never met someone who was willing to fight that way before. Peter was 99% sure that everyone could do it, but no one did because it wasn't very affective.

As soon as he was inside the room, he was attacked with questions (And a hug, but he didn't catch who it was from) Most of the questions were the same, such as 'how are you here' and 'how badly did he hurt you'.

He stared at them for a few minutes, waiting for there voices to die down. It took quite some time, but eventually it did.

"Um," he began, "I got the flash drive back. Apparently Deadpool wanted to sell it."

He placed it on the table, trying to ignore the fact that there eyes widened. After a moment or to of staring at it, Coulson spoke up.

"How?"

"What are you talking about?"

"We were listening in on your conversation," Coulson continued. "It just cut off. We thought you were, well you know."

"Um, I don't get it. I've fought plenty of people before. Don't tell me that your starting to doubt the awesomeness that is me!" Peter tried to lighten the mood.

White Tiger rolled her eyes. "Whatever guys, Deadpool must not have fantasy fought him. We were all over-reacting."

Everyone else relaxed and nodded. "Yeah," Sam said, "You're probably right."

Coulson nodded as well, and leaned back in his chair. Fury, who apparently had been in the corner the entire time, walked forward.

"Um, actually, he did. It was kinda fun, really."

"What?" That was Fury. Kinda unusual, for him. But whatever.

Peter turned to face him. "What?"

Fury's face morphed into disbelief. "Kid, come with me."

Fury began walking out the door.

"Urm, okay." Peter began following him out the door. They walked to the next room to the left.

Fury swiped his card, and the door opened. The two walked in.

"So. Fantasy fights. You can do them?"

"Um, yeah? Can't everybody?"

"No. As far as we know, only Deadpool can."

Peter remained silent.

"Kid, I need you to be honest with me. Can you do it?"

Peter paused. "I think so."

"Attack me with it."

"What?" Peter questioned. You could attack people? That was something he didn't know. Well, he half knew.

"You heard me. Attack."

Peter shrugged. "Alright." It was going to be pretty fun to do this, actually. "It's gonna be pretty funny. I hope you get a kick out of it."

Not his best work, but whatever. He quickly imagined Fury getting kicked by a giant boot, and when he came out of his imagination, he saw Fury on the ground.

"Um, Director Fury?"

Nick stood up quickly. "Aright. I guess that proves it."

"Proves what?"

"That you're just like Deadpool." Nick brought his communicator to his mouth. "Bring in backup. We're locking up Spiderman until we can fully understand this."

"Wait, what?!"

**Sooo... should I continue or leave it as a one-shot? If I did continue, the next chappy would be longer. **


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