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Sparky's face went somewhat red, as she was blushing at Raynor's words. She knew that some people tended to do that sort of thing, and she had figured that she'd be able to get a few people with that one. Though she hadn't expected Raynor to make a comment like that one, and she wasn't entirely too sure what to say in response to that one. He certainly could be a bit weird in her mind, and not exactly subtle. However she was not too thrilled when he reminded her of them getting caught before. That was not one of her favorite moments of all time.

"Well, not like I could come up with anything better! Honestly, I'll admit I've done more then a few stupid things, which makes my ability to come up with some weird and crazy stuff that other people might have done that I haven't!" Flynn responded to Novikova with a bit of an eye roll. At least he was perfectly fine with admitting that he was somewhat an idiot at times when it came to this sort of thing. He has done a whole bunch of crazy stuff before.

"I don't care too much to be reminded of that incident Ray," Sparky muttered a bit, shaking her head slightly at him as she listened to everyone else around her. "Food would be a nice thing," she commented, hearing Tempest's comment about getting food or something. She was a little bit hungry now that someone had mentioned food, so she figured now would be a good time to potentially see about getting some. Even if Raynor didn't or something.

Flynn flinched slightly, before he shot a glare at Cass. He was pissed off that she had decided to just casually mention that. It wasn't something that he wanted to mention, actually he hadn't talked about it to anyone and now here she was, mentioning it to some random people who weren't exactly around during the entire House of M fiasco. He didn't want to tell anyone about it, he actually hadn't told anyone about it. [color=39A5E]"Shut the hell up Reed,"[/color] he snapped at her. Then Deadpool decided to show up in a freaking Santa costume, and when he essentially pointed it out too, and he shot a glare over at him too.

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Tinley was more or less not paying attention to the conversation around her, which was probably for the best considering Raynor was openly admitting to escapades around SHIELD and they were referring to their time with Ultron and Wanda and Tinley didn't need recounting her emotional and mental scars. No her mind was focused on the sound.

Tempest, meanwhile, figured the game was now out of control. "Ok, perhaps we can put the game on hold now and do something else?" She also wanted to steer the conversation away from Ultron and the events with Scarlet Witch. The team had been through a lot and this was a time to relax and be merry.

And then Deadpool showed up.

Tinley instinctively reached for her weapons, cursing herself for not having any in her dress, before she strode up to Deadpool. "No, he was not invited and whenever he shows up, chaos is not far behind. So I suggest you get your ass out of this room and go fuck up someone else's holiday. I do not have the patience for this today."

Tempest was low-key freaking out (only because she appreciated Deadpool's antics more than the others), but Tinley was right. If Deadpool was here, then surely things were about to spiral out of control. "Maybe take a cookie or two for the road though? We have plenty!" She scanned the others to see if they were on board with Deadpool being here, but it seemed the others were also either tired of it or were drunk to the point of not caring.

Normally, Oliver might latch onto the things Bonnie had told him, the idea of alternate histories and evil robots sounding unendingly interesting. However, the crashing of a man from the roof to the floor distracted him. Taking an immediate step back, he went briefly went into panic mode. After all, he wasn't especially suited for any kind of field work, and there was an armed intruder in front of them. However, his teammate's reactions seemed to be more of exasperation or frustration than anything serious.

Focused now on Deadpool more than anybody else here, he found himself cracking a smile at his comments. looking for exactly what to say to the masked man, he opened his mouth, only to laugh, and say ,"Sorry, it's Deadpool right?" He started to say, "Why are you here again? Do you need some kind of help?" He figured that somebody wouldn't illegally enter a S.H.I.E.L.D base unless they had a death wish or needed something, and assuming it wasn't the former, he always loved to help with problems whenever he could. In all honesty, he was a bit disappointed to see that Tinley wanted him game, but he wasn't about to openly contradict his superior.

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"Well someone is clearly being the Grinch! You are on my naughty list!" Deadpool said towards Tinley. "So Ms. Grinch, you aren't the only one on my naughty list!" With those words, he pulled out two sheets of paper, one clearly labelled Nice and the other was labelled as Naughty. "So, let's see whose on my naughty list! Ms. Grinch is clearly on their, you clearly don't have enough holiday spirit and are just flat out rude! Then we've got Raynor, the Russian, Reed, new guy whose name begins with an M since I forget what it was and Magneto Jr. over there. Now, for the nice list, we've got the other new guy, Katniss Everdeen wannabe, the one armed know it all, the hacker woman, Bonnie and Sparky!"

"You know, the sad thing is that the naughty and nice list are even, so do you know what that means? It means that I'm just going to act like you are all on my naughty list, since when there is a tie the naughty list wins out! I also am trying to get my one true love to notice me! So I'm gonna act like Ms. Grinch over there and steal Christmas!" he said gleefully as he pulled out a bag and all of the presents that were under the tree disappeared inside of it, except for the present that was barking, that one he was actually carrying. "Don't worry, the bag is bigger on the inside! Anyway, see ya later!" he said gleefully, before he made his escape through the opening in the ceiling that he had come in from.

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Cassandra turned to look over at Flynn when he snapped at her, and looked away for a moment it was probably a little to personal but it was in a different reality so it probably wasn't true though. She turned her attention over towards Deadpool and thought about attacking him now, so far he hadn't made a move yet to attack anyone in the room. She however watched as he pulled out a list and started to list off who was on the good and naughty list.

He then proceeded to steal pretty much everyone's presents that were under the tree stuffing them all into a sack and then somehow climbed back up into the ceiling with all of their gifts. Cassandra looked at everyone else in the room she wanted to go after him now as well, looking over at everyone else. "I don't know about you all, but i'm going to get our stuff back." She said as she started to make her way through he had came through to try and catch up to Deadpool.

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Maria stared at Deadpool she looked for her bow, but she realized that she didn't have it on her, and she wasn't even really suited properly, groaning to herself a little bit. And the Deadpool started to pull out two lists and started to list who were in the good and naughty list. Maria glared at Deadpool when he mentioned Novikova's name, and then continued to list everyone else until he came to her name. "Wow Katniss Everdeen wannabe really?" Maria said shaking her head slightly.

Cassandra decided to try and chase after the man, as she looked at everyone else he came into their private party for no reason and tried to ruin their evening. "Well I thought this was going to be a nice and relaxing evening." Maria said looking over to her fiancé for a moment and then looked over at Tinley. "Should we go grab our gear and chase after him?" Maria asked Tinley.

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Harry watched as Tinley and Deadpool got closer towards Deadpool and started to warn him, before he pulled out a list and started to name those who were naughty and nice. "At least i'm on his good list." Harry said as he looked at everyone else in the room, before Deadpool proceeded to start to steal all of the presents into a large sack. Pretty much ruin everyone's nice holiday as he also watched Cass trying to catch up to him.

Harry was a little more than annoyed at Deadpool ruining their private Christmas party as he crossed his arms over his chest and took a quick sip of his drink before putting it down on the counter. "We should go after him, I could try and track him down or something." Harry said looking over at Tempest as well if she was willing to help out with that to.

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Bonnie's eyes widened slightly at the information Cass offered up so casually - Flynn was related to Magneto in that other world? It must have been some sort of cosmic joke, especially since Flynn had spent some time working for O.M.E.N., a UV government operation that prided itself on killing mutants. Sure, there was already some real irony there since Flynn developed his powers working for S.H.I.E.L.D., but now Bonnie couldn't help but wonder... Magneto had a lot of children. There was even one with vibrant green hair and the ability to control metal. Could Flynn be one of them?

"Maybe Hill fired whoever was in charge of the security here too," Novikova muttered bitterly as an answer to Maria's question about how Deadpool had gotten in. She was slightly drunk and more than slightly amused to see a comical superhero in red spandex going on about Christmas. It wasn't the weirdest thing she had seen in her life, but at least it was funny instead of majorly depressing.

Raynor nodded slightly at Sparky. "I met him in Jacksonville when he was with special forces," he explained. "Wade was one of the best - aside from me, of course, but it wasn't fair anyways. I'm a god, after all, and he was just.... well, not this. This was before his face looked like Odin's asshole." He instantly regretted it as soon as he said it, waiting for the Odin of this reality to smite him where he stood. Nothing happened. Raynor couldn't help but thank his lucky stars for that. He didn't argue when Deadpool - or "Santa" - pronounced him to be on the naughty list. At least Wade wasn't making fun of his stupid santa costume.

"I thought you were supposed to give us coal - and you're stealing a puppy?" Novikova couldn't help but giggle. Yes, she was definitely tipsy. But then again, this wasn't really her problem anymore. They had fired her. If people wanted to care about Deadpool dressing like Santa and robbing a S.H.I.E.L.D. base of their presents, then that was their job. It wasn't like Deadpool had done something to Pym Tech - the only place that currently valued her contributions and recognized what she had done to save the people she loved.

"It's not a S.H.I.E.L.D. Christmas without having to stop someone from ruining everything..." Bonnie sighed slightly. "Uh, Cass, are you trying to get through the hole in the ceiling? Since I think we might have better luck seeing if we can track him - maybe Harry and I can find something in the lab that'll lock onto his X-gene. Deadpool's one is unique, right?"

"Screw that. I'm getting our stuff back now. Sparks, fly me up there!" Raynor said, unusually motivated. He had gotten Sparky for Secret Santa and he had gotten her an engagement ring for her present. He wasn't about to let Wade Wilson ruin that. No way.

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Niah listened as Deadpool spoke. She could sort of agree with his naughty/nice list. How she ended up on the nice side was curious to her. The conversation with Wanda had put a few things into perspective for her. She had changed reality. Though she had saved a lot of lives in the process some had been lost forever.

"Rude." She was intrigued though. Why? Why take the stuff and put them on naughty and nice lists. And she was a bit tipsy. She looked at her plate of food. Her brain trying to wrap around the information. "How can I help Bonnie?"

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Naughty list? Deadpool didn't even know his name. That stung a little. He started to move when Deadpool put their presents in his bag but he was too late. The guy was going back up the hole. Matt frowned, Niah was right that was rude. He turned to face the others irritation on his face. "What's your plan? Track his x-gene?"

This is something he was good at. He looked at Oliver who looked a little green and freaked out. Lab kids right. Okay, maybe Matt did belong on a naughty list. "I'll get my gear." Not that any guns would work against Deadpool. Which led to an interesting question. Could Matt's paralysis work on Deadpool?

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Tinley wasn't about to justify Deadpool's antics with a response, but he was getting out of control and she needed him out of here as soon as possible. What little she cared for the holidays was being tested by unseen forces. "Screw your "lists". Get your ass out of here now!" What she hadn't accounted for was him grabbing all the wrapped presents under the tree and making a break for it.

Tempest, meanwhile, could only watch as things spiraled out of control (though she did a mini cheer finding out she was on the nice list!). But then he grabbed the gifts they worked on getting. "Hey, those are for the orphans!" But it was too late as Deadpool made a break for it. "Ah well, worth a shot." Tinley rubbed her temples, a headache forming that was already in the midst of appearing.

She didn't have time for this. "No, I worked too damn hard for this stupid holiday, I am not letting some spandex-clad asshole ruin it. Avengers Assemble! Shit, wrong team...Fuck it. We're going after him." And people began forming ideas. "We're better off tackling this with our strengths. Raynor and Sparky, if you wanna follow him through the ceiling, be my guest. Everyone else, let's see if we can head him off.'

Tempest had already whipped her phone out, getting on top of it by tracking whatever gifts were under the tree that had some connection to the internet or bluetooth. She managed to find three and see that they were all outside the building and moving quickly. "I have a lock on some of the gifts. He's outside and moving quickly so we'll need to leave pronto. Any way to speedily chase the guy around the city?"

Oliver blinked. He was on... the nice list? He supposed he was polite enough to Mr. Pool, but it still surprised him that the bar was that low. His face quickly turned to a scowl, however, as Deadpool ran off with the presents. "Hey!" He called out after him, "You can't take those, they're not yours!" When his pleas to Deadpool's better self didn't pan out, he immediately went to figure out who this guy was. Flipping open his phone, he started figuring out exactly who this guy was. Pulling up whatever he could, he quickly found out that this was a well known person to SHIELD. Reading what was in front of him, he started to formulate a plan.

In a few moments, Oliver found himself into Wade's Twitter account. "Yeah, I think I might be able to get him to come to us. Gimmie a second." Gearing up to write a status for his new friend, he thought for a moment, and then started to type, before realizing he had no idea how to troll Deadpool well. "I'm in his Twitter account, anybody have any ideas what I could tweet out to piss him off?" He asked the group, "I figure if we get him angry enough, we can get him to come back here." He held his phone out, ready to offer it up if anyone had any bright ideas.

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"...Ah, okay, guess that makes some sense then," Sparky said, nodding her head slightly as Raynor explained how he knew Deadpool. A lot of what Raynor did wasn't exactly all too surprising, as he had been around for a while. Though the fact that he had crossed paths with Deadpool once before was a bit weird, even taking that into account. Like what were the odds that he just so happened to know the guy who was causing all of the problems for them and being more then a little bit annoying.

"...Don't dwell on it all too much Bonnie," Flynn muttered under his breath to her, not really wanting to talk about it all too much, and having seen her expression when Cass had said something about it. He personally didn't want to dwell on the thought all too much, and right now they definitely had bigger issues to deal with besides that and Novikova clearly being more then a little bit tipsy. Some people were such light weights clearly, as Deadpool stole all the presents and took off.

"Well this is something that was partially expected, and I mean that by pointing out that it is Deadpool of all people. Also, do you really think posting something on Twitter is going to get him to come out of hiding? Well whatever, he referenced his "one true love" who apparently he really cares about noticing him, anything on social media relating to that? If you insult the person or whatever it might get his attention, just saying though, no promises on that though."

She was more then a little bit surprised that Raynor seemed to feel so strongly at getting the presents back from Deadpool. He had seemed like he wasn't too thrilled to be doing anything regarding the holiday, but now he clearly wanted to go after him. "Alright, if you say so Ray," she said, nodding her head to also acknowledge what Tinley had said before she grabbed onto Raynor and took off into the air, going through the hole in the ceiling. At first, she didn't really see Deadpool, but she noticed that he seemed to have left the building entirely and was gone outside. "Any ideas Ray?" she asked him.

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Bonnie thought for a moment as Niah asked her how she could help. "How about the two of us get a bunch of inhibitor darts ready to go?" she suggested. They could temporarily deactivate mutant abilities, making it easier to handle Deadpool as he wouldn't be healing nearly as rapidly. Tempest had a more practical lock on the man in the red suit anyways, since she was tracking some of the devices in the gifts he had stolen, so they didn't need to try to track his X-gene.

"I'll stay here and guard the booze, then," Novikova said nonchalantly. "After all, не моя обезьяна, не мой цирк." One of the new guys announcement that he had hacked Deadpool's Twitter did cause Novikova to chuckle and she made a suggestion for something he could write in spite of herself. "Post an unpopular and politically incorrect opinion - Deadpool's an ass, but he's not that kind of ass," Novikova shrugged. She had no idea who Deadpool's true love was - she figured it was some girl with questionable life choices though, knowing Wade.

For a speedy chase, they had a variety of different vehicles in the garage - but with the heavy traffic that tended to form on Christmas Eve, they were best off using either the motorcycles, scooters, or trikes. Those options would allow them to travel quickly and weave in and out of cars as required, though hopefully they wouldn't be fighting Deadpool anywhere near where civilians were.

"Niah and I are going to get some Deadpool grade weapons - we'll then zip on over to the garage and hopefully catch you all," Bonnie told her companions, giving Flynn a quick peck on the cheek before she hurried off to the lab.

Roman was still just standing off in the corner, not saying a word or even looking remotely interested in the situation that was unfolding.

The Lab...

Bonnie got to the lab as quickly as she could, assuming that Niah was with her as she ran. Using her badge, she unlocked the door and held it open for her companion. "I used to be on the Mutant Control Squad before the Secret Warriors, I think I saved some of our supplies..." she murmured, going to a back cabinet and unlocking it again with her badge and a sixteen digit passcode. She pulled out two sleek titanium briefcases, setting them down on a desk and opening them up to reveal inhibitor darts compatible with a standard I.C.E.R., as well as lone inhibitor shots. The second briefcase had only one component - a series of metallic balls. Niah would recognize the weapon - essentially, these balls each contained a dose of inhibitor and when placed around a target, they would generate an inhibitor field of sorts that imprisoned the mutant inside, like a genie trapped in a lamp. "Alright, we have enough cartridges for everyone to take one shot at Deadpool - could be worse, but we'll have to make do."

Second Floor...

Raynor noticed that the window was smashed and there wasn't any glass on the floor in front of them, clearly indicating that Deadpool had just jumped on through to get down there. Pulling Lyting, he rushed forward and threw the dagger at Deadpool, hitting the mutant dead-on in the balls. Deadpool screamed in pain. "WHAT THE SHIT, RAY!" he screamed. "RIGHT IN THE FAMILY JEWELS?!"

"Alright, now we just need to go down and grab him - there's no way he'll withstand the pain to pull..."

But right as Raynor was about to explain the enchantment that made it painful for anyone else to wield his dagger, as it would cause them to bleed and writhe in agony like Crucio in Harry Potter, Deadpool pulled the dagger out with a triumphant and horrifying scream.

"Do I get to rule Asgard now?" Deadpool mused. "Oh wait, your Asgard blew up, didn't it Ray?" he taunted, before mounting a motorcycle and he took off.

"FUCK!" Raynor screamed. "Okay, okay fine, I taught you stunt driving so... it'll just be a high speed chase, that's all. We can't let him take your - I mean, everyone's gifts."

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Cassandra climbed down just as Sparky and Raynor went through the hole in the ceiling, she probably wouldn't be able to catch up to them at the moment. She turned to look at Bonnie and shrugged slightly while still looking at Roman who wasn't doing much other than staying there looking creepy as fuck. It seemed that Tempest was able to hack into something in their presents and track down Deadpool which was good. "I'll get suited up then and meet you guys in the garage then." Cassandra said as she turned and started to leave the room following Tinley's orders.

She went to get changed out of her dress once she was in her room and quickly went to grab her other gear that she usually used and made it over to the garage looking at the bikes, scooters and trikes that were in the garage. She thought about maybe a quinjet would be able to catch up to him no problem. Knowing that the traffic would be horrible she didn't mind using either of the bikes that were in the garage either.

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Maria turned to look at Novikova seeing that her fiancé was a little bit tipsy at the moment, her comment about hiring the security guard was a little bit harsh. Though Maria did understand why Novi was pissed off being fired for doing what she thought was right, sighing slightly. Tempest was actually able to hack into something and track Deadpool with no problem, she wasn't sure how to lure Deadpool back here. "We could try finding out who he likes and bring him back here through twitter or something." Maria usually did stay away from any kind of social media platforms she did always find them a little bit weird. "We will catch up go ahead and catch up to Deadpool." Maria said to he others.

She eyed Roman and then Novikova for a moment, she didn't like the idea of leaving her alone with Roman, right now she felt like he was a little to creepy right now. "We should go with he others though." Maria whispered to Novi gently holding on her hand and gestured towards Roman. "He's kind of freaking me out and just standing there. We could go to a bar or something if you want to as well." She said, not that she could take him down easily right now he just rubbed her the wrong way.

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Harry watched Raynor and Sparky going through the hole that Deadpool had created while looking at the others and nodded towards Tinley, though he wasn't officially on the team anymore and worked as the head of engineering for SHIELD now at this point. He didn't mind going out and helping, and he had presents that he spent a lot of money on as well. "I'll meet you all at the garage then." Harry said as he turned and started to make his way down the hallway.

He got changed in his room putting on something more appropriate for what they were going to be doing, and made his way over to the garage seeing that Cassandra was there already changed and ready to go. He looked at the vechiles that were there, he didn't really think that driving a bike was a good idea since he had never ridden or driven one before either.

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When Oliver asked what to post on Deadpools twitter the only thing Niah could think to say was "Post on there 'I'm a rude twat who steals Christmas presents like the Grinch." She gave a small shrug and hiked up her skirt to follow Bonnie. In the lab she helped grab the inhibitors and secured an ICER on her hip. Being out of the field she hadn't been carrying, and really who expected someone to break in and steal their presents.

When they got to the garage after collecting everything she stared frozen as Matthew and the others got on motorcycles. Nope. Her brain stuttered. Even with everything, she had been through considering jumping on a motorcycle still caused her issues. She remembered the smear of a person she saw when she was seven years old. "I'll uh... take one of the trikes. Someone else can steer though." This was stupid she thought. Why couldn't she bring herself to just get on behind Matthew he seemed to have a good grasp of what he was doing on the bike. Who would she even trust to drive a motorcycle with herself hanging off and trying to shoot Deadpool? Yeah, this was proof she really didn't belong in the field.

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Matthew didn't even hear the bit about hacking Deadpool's twitter. He had already run to his room and pulled off his suit coat and exchanged it for his riding jacket. He put his handgun in its holster on his shoulder, under the leather jacket. His helmet was with his bike in the garage. He, however, didn't have a spare helmet so if anyone was going to ride with him, they would need their own.

When he got there he saw Harry staring at the bikes uncertain. "You can ride with me. How good of a shot are you?" Matt wasn't certain about Harry since he was a lab geek, but if he could shoot from the back of the moving bike Matt could focus on driving at least. He saw Niah enter with Bonnie, she was still in her skirt and a nice shirt, but she was holding some weapons at least. When Niah looked at the motorcycles her face went white. Matt wondered what her hangup was, but now wasn't the time to ask personal questions.

Scrolling through Deadpool's Twitter, Oliver decided that one of the idea's he heard wasn't a bad one. "Let's see who your true love is..." Scanning through the text on his screen, he quickly put it together: Deadpool had become obsessed with a Spider-Man, some hero from Queens. "Well... Let's see if I can't figure out who you are, Spidey." He said, mostly to himself, as he twiddled away at his phone. "Let's see if the Avenger's have anything on them." He mumbled. Hacking the biggest superhero team on the planet might not have been the best idea, but he'd never actually get caught.

Quickly pulling up information on the hero, he soon knew exactly who he was. "Gotcha!" He grinned to himself, before his eyes started to go wide. "Come on, no no no, I can't actually be that stupid." He realized he'd tripped something in the Avenger's Servers, something that would quickly be tracing back to him. "God damn it, I'm gonna need to burn this phone now..." He frowned, exiting out, ready to snap it in half.

At that moment, Oliver's phone would start to ring, and before he even got the chance to say anything when he answered it, the voice of the one and only Tony Stark started speaking through the phone. "Okay, whoever the hell you are why the hell are you hacking into my server. Seriously, what type of idiot thinks they can get away with that and think that nothing is wrong or that oh maybe no one will notice. You son of a bitch need to learn not to mess with some people, namely me!" his voice snapped through the phone. "Not in the mood for this sort of thing right now!"

Oliver blinked for a moment as a verbal assault suddenly filled his ear drums, from a voice he'd only ever heard on television before. He knew he's messed up, but he hadn't expected a call from him. Coughing for a moment, he started, "S-sorry Mr. Iron Man, sir? I'm Oliver Sullivan, a SHIELD agent, and I had to get information that happened to be sitting on your servers for a case my team is working right now." He said. That wasn't technically a lie, of course, but it sure as hell was a misrepresentation. Hopefully, he'd take that at face value, and nothing more.

"Oh really? What the hell is the information that SHIELD would want that's on my servers? Because let me be blunt SHIELD knows better then to hack me, so how about you cut the bullshit and tell me more or less what info you just stole from me before I go look and see, and maybe I'll be a little nicer about things!"

"Spider-Man, from Youtube? We needed to know who he was, as he's become a person of interest. We're currently dealing with ah... somebody who calls themselves Deadpool? He seems to be obsessed with him, and, to be blunt, I hoped to obtain some form of contact information for him, to see if we could get him to reach out to get Deadpool to- erm- calm down, and return the assets he stole." Pausing for a moment, he then decided he was already in some deep shit, and couldn't make things worse for himself, "You wouldn't happen to have his phone number, would you?"

"You idiot why the hell would I give you that info! You people really are crazy. Never trust a SHIELD agent why do you think way back during the whole New York thing I didn't trust Fury and hacked SHIELD?" There was a slight pause in his voice, as if he was looking at something. "The stolen assets were freaking presents! Yeah, hell no to this bullshit, you basically have lied to me, hacked my servers, and thinking you can get that info from me, when that info is on a server that you shouldn't be trying to get into for a reason. So no, no phone number for you!"

Oliver winced for a moment, before saying, "Y-you make some fair points.... But... I'll send over a fix for the vulnerability that let me in in the first place if you send me that number. I'm sorry, for what it's worth, but we really need to get those back. It's Christmas." He pleaded.

Tony paused for a moment, before clearly letting out a bit of a sigh. "Don't bother sending a fix, I can do that in seconds, not to mention if you sent a fix it could easily have a trojan horse hidden where you can get back in, so not a chance. However, I'll send the number to you, and I'm going to warn him that you are calling him, but if I catch you hacking into my servers again, or anyone else from SHIELD, I assure you you are going to wish you were never born," he said, before there was the sound of a click and a moment later Oliver would get a message that included Spider-Man's phone number.

Visibly sweating after what just happened, he hung up his phone, and said with a nervous laugh. "Well... At least I get to keep my phone now." Shortly after that, his phone dinged, and he read it over quickly. "Alright... I have Spiderman's number, that seems to be Deadpool's "true love". Am I in the clear to call him and try to get him to calm Deadpool down?" He asked weakly. "By the way, please nobody hack the Avenger's anytime soon, I think Iron Man will personally kick my ass if that happens."

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Tempest watched with a small amount of wonder as Oliver tried his hand at hacking to get Spider-Man's phone number. She was impressed that anyone would give it a shot apart from her. Far from jealous really, she was curious to see what his hacking skills were like. It had been a long time since she met anyone on league with her own skills. And judging from the phone call that soon followed afterward from an angry Iron Man, she still hadn't. But still, she found herself eyeing the guy in a new light. Was he always this cute?

She walked over to him and took his phone, seeing the number. "Let me show you how a real hacker gets it done, handsome." She handed the phone back and got on her own, clicking through it and forming a dummy message to send to Deadpool through Spider-Man's number. She typed it up quickly.

-"Deadpool. Look, I know I haven't made it easy and it has taken me a while to come to terms with it, but I think I am finally ready to accept what was clearly in front of me. I am in San Fransisco for the holidays and I want to see you. Meet me at Golden Bay park in 10 minutes. I'll be waiting. Your Friendly Neighborhood Spiderman"

Tempest finished with a flourish. "I sent him a spoof message from Spider-Man. Told him to meet up with him at Golden Bay park in 10 minutes so if we hurry we can beat him there and ambush him."

Tinley was impressed with the skill displayed thus far from her team. She made her way to the garage along with the others. As they picked their vehicles, Tinley got on one of the motorcycles and revved it alive. "Ok, we get there and ambush him and get those gifts back. I don't want civilian casualties so powers kept to a minimum if they involve shooting out something. Same with guns. Make the shot count. Tempest, you're with me. The rest? Get paired up and let's get going."

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Sparky more or less watched what ended up happening, racing over to the window to see what it was that Raynor was doing to Deadpool. She couldn't help but let out a small laugh at where he had ended up hitting Deadpool, but she got a little quiet rather quickly when Deadpool pulled the dagger back out. "Um... He shouldn't be able to do that should he? Or at least somewhat... Right?" Sparky asked Raynor, as she watched Deadpool take off on a motorcycle.

There was still the fact that Raynor was suddenly interested in the Christmas stuff and actually wanted to go after the presents and everything. It was more then a little bit strange in her mind, but she nodded her head slightly when he mentioned going on a high speed chase after Deadpool. "Alright, then let's get going, betting a few of the others have already head for the garage, so let's go see about catching up with them, unless you want me to just fly us after him. Actually, you know what, going to go with the latter option there makes it so we won't easily lose him," with those words, Sparky picked up Raynor and took off flying out of the window.

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Flynn more or less was watching the chaos sort of unfold around him as everyone started zipping off to do various things. However, he did laugh slightly, when Oliver decided to be an idiot and hack Tony Stark of all people. "You know, most people would not be that crazy, so I'm fairly certain your insane and probably deserved Tony Stark ratting you out and deciding to threaten your life, so that was your own fault, and if someone else hacks him, fairly certain you're probably going to end up locked up somewhere. If not beaten to a pulp."

He noticed that several other people seemed to be heading for the garage to get into cars or onto bikes or something. Despite the fact that he probably would benefit from it, he'd never actually learned to drive a motorcycle. A car, yes, that was easy, but not so much when it comes to bikes. "Alright, this sounds like it'll be a fun adventure, chasing down freaking Deadpool, yay," he said as he headed down to the garage as well, walking into the area just in time to hear Tinley give her orders and floor it out of the garage.

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The Common Room...

Novikova grimaced, nodding in agreement. Just about everyone had already left to go down to the garage. She hadn't had the displeasure of working with Roman, but from what she heard from Maria he tended to always be like this. It made the wound of her firing sting, knowing that someone like him could work at S.H.I.E.L.D. but she couldn't. "Fiiiine, we'll go chase down Deadpool," Novikova huffed. Of course, part of her wanted to catch Deadpool single handedly and then shout I guess you needed me after all, then to Tinley and the other superiors at S.H.I.E.L.D. Vodka tended to make her a bit giggly, but also prideful and stubborn. "Hey, NPC, hold down the fort here will ya?" Novikova shouted, rolling her eyes.

Roman nodded his head once, otherwise not moving at all.

"What's wrong with you anyways - wait, let me guess, you're a really bad HYDRA spy? Secret robot? An escaped mental patient bent on revenge against a pretty blonde?" Novikova prodded.

Roman tilted his head at the couple, before his skin rippled and he morphed into a green, alien creature. Before Novikova could so much as blink, the creature went into a berserker rage, pulling a knife and tackling the ex-S.H.I.E.L.D. agent to the ground. He repeatedly tried to stab her, with Novikova barely able to hold back the metal blade using her powers of metal bending.

"Shit, shit, shit!" Novikova screamed as the alien bit her, leaving a nasty gash on her shoulder.

The Garage...

Bonnie had hurried to the garage with Niah, just in time to get the location on where they were going to trap Deadpool. Tinley and Tempest had already left before she even had a chance to arm them with the supplies she had found, causing her to sigh slightly. She'd just have to pass out the goods once they got there. Matt and Harry seemed to have paired up, and Oliver hadn't made his way down to the garage yet. And while she had never driven a trike before, she figured it couldn't be that hard, right?

"...Shit, Cass, can you drive?" Bonnie asked. She didn't actually have a driver's license. The cars in the garage were too bulky for this sort of chase and Coulson's flying car sadly wasn't there. "One of the quads or trikes should do it - if you could take Niah, then I can go with Flynn." she figured. Oliver wasn't down there yet - she figured he either had already left with someone else or that something had held him up upstairs.

Tinley and Tempest would make it to the park with no issues. Since it was Christmas Eve, it was practically deserted, though the trees were decorated with lights. The park was mostly open spaces, with a little playground area for little kids near the parking lot. There was no sign of Deadpool yet.

The Roads...

Raynor was dangling from Sparky's arms, feeling at least mildly afraid that she would drop him - though that was counterbalanced by his overwhelming desire to get the presents back from Deadpool and then beat the mutant senseless. It was hard to really tell what Deadpool was doing from Raynor's vantage point -

So I'll tell you! You see, when you can break the fourth wall like it's nobodies business, texting and driving is eaaaasy as pie! And I just got a hot, hot, hot message from my true love, Peter! <3 Sure, the movies have so far portrayed me as just an average straight dude (bleh) but I have so much love to give for everyone, not just skinny girls named Vanessa! And let me tell you, I've spent many a night with my unicorn thinking about Peter... I'd love to make his webs shoot, if you know what I mean!

- "Sparks, I think he's... he's headed to the park!" Raynor shouted. He was really glad that this ridiculous Santa costume came with a belt, since otherwise the oversized pants likely would have fallen off already. No doubt some little kid was seeing Santa flying outside their window right now with amazement, rediscovering the true spirit of Christmas. "Once we get there, we save the gifts and then beat the shit out of him, sound good?" he asked her, shouting slightly to be heard over the wind that had kicked up rapidly.

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Cassandra looked towards Bonnie and nodded towards her friend. "Sure thing." She said, she was surprised that her friend didn't even have a driver's license. She though smirked a little bit when she said she would be riding with Flynn, and looked at the two of them for a moment. "Oh I am sure you two will be riding each other later tonight." Cassandra teased, while looking over at Niah and looked around at the vehicles seeing a trike. "We can take a trike." Cass said, as she found one and climbed onto it.

She started it up, while looking over at Niah waving her fellow agent over she could understand riding a motorcycle was a little bit hard, and she didn't really trust herself driving one either. Once Niah was on the trike Cassandra started to pull out of the garage and onto the streets following shortly behind Tinley and Tempest as well.

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Maria let out a slight sigh, relived that Novi decided to join her and leave Roman to watch the room while they were away trying to catch Deadpool. She laughed slightly when her fiancé poked a little fun at Roman, and was just about to leave when she watched Roman's skin starting to shift and change into some kind of alien she had never seen before. Her eyes going wide as she watched alien Roman tackling Novikova and trying to stab her.

"Get the hell off of her!" Maria yelled as she ran forward and tried to get ahold of him, only to be elbowed in the eye, causing her to stumble back. Her eye watering slightly, before running at him again pulling him off of her seeing the nasty bite mark he had left on her shoulder. Maria knelt down and helped Novikova back up to her feet again, while glaring at the alien and stepping in front of her though she knew her girlfriend was more than capable of handling herself.

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Harry looked over at Mathew for a moment when he asked if he was alright with a gun and nodded. "Of course i'm good with guns been with SHIELD for a while now, twelve years to be exact." Harry said, shaking his head slightly he wasn't just an egghead who spent all of his time in a lab, and having twelve years in the field as well. Harry of course also had his own personal weapon he made to replace the hand that he had lost.

Harry followed Matt over towards whatever bike he was going to be using to catch up to Deadpool, waiting for Matt to get on and then wrapped his arms around Matt's waist. He watched Tinley and Tempest going off, as well as Cass and Niah to once she had gotten onto the trike Cass grabbed. Harry didn't really think to much on a helmet, the ambush point shouldn't be to far from base.

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Niah was incapable of getting on a motorcycle she knew that. And as she thought about it the idea of getting on a trike was less and less pleasant, but she trusted Cass and climbed on behind her. She could feel her stomach in her throat as she did, and prayed she didn't vomit. The whole concept of being terrified of bikes was ridiculous to her. She had done far more dangerous things in her life. Including untested time travel.

When the trike started up she tightened her grip. "Sorry, I uh. I'm a bit afraid of this mode of transportation." That was apparently an understatement. Niah wasn't certain if she would even be able to bring herself to shoot while the trike was moving, but she would give it a try. Getting those gifts back was important, or at least it was the principle of the matter.

It was unfortunate that Niah hadn't heard Oliver inform them who Deadpool loved. She knew Peter Parker, well she had met him in the aborted timeline and therefore did know a few things about him. Poor Deadpool though, Niah knew that Peter liked a girl named MJ.

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"Nice. Though where are the others? Maria, her girlfriend, and the other new guy." Matt asked. He started up the bike and waited for a moment before following Cass out of the garage. Tempest had given them a location, but he honestly didn't know San Francisco well enough. If he got separated he hoped Henry would know the way. He wasn't certain what had held up the other three, but he hoped someone gave them the location for where they were heading. Matt didn't even think of the weird quiet guy in the corner.

Despite the situation, Matt was happy to be on his bike. There was a lot of holiday traffic. The streets of San Francisco on a normal day were frustrating to navigate, which made him glad he had his bike with him when he was off the clock. The city was mostly straight forward for its layout. Most streets were in a grid, but there were a few that did some weird things, like Mission. And what were the freeways thinking just turning into normal streets before turning into freeways suddenly again? Matt didn't want to think about how he had ended up on the other side of the Golden Gate bridge on accident his first day there.

Oliver watched, with a smile spreading across his face as he saw he wasn't the only hacker on the team. There was a slight hint of spite in his eyes at the notion that she might be better than him, and he just laughed it off. Him getting caught was a once in a blue moon kind of thing, and was unlikely to happen again anytime soon. "Kudos for spoofing his numbers, that was smart." He said as she walked off, making a mental note to be sure to talk to her more later.

This was cut short, however, by the sudden violence that seemed to transpire. Once the men who'd been quiet for the whole night, suddenly turned green, and almost elf like in appearance, and started trying to stab Novikova. Thinking quickly, he grabbed a bottle of vodka from the table, and gritted his teeth as he uncorked it. Running up to Roman, and splashed the alcohol right in his face. As he was distracted and trying to get it out of his eyes, Oliver went for the knife, and managed to get it out of Roman's hands, albeit getting a nasty scrape across his palm. In almost a moment of rage, Oliver clocked him over the head with the bottle, scattering glass of the floor, and making a nice new bump on the alien's head.