It was a bright, bustling morning in New York City, and Deadpool was on a routine coffee run—if you could call anything Deadpool did “routine.” Humming a tune under his breath, he waited in line at his favorite coffee cart, daydreaming about what witty joke he’d make next. That was, until he heard a loud, panicked shout from across the street.
“Help! My dog’s stuck on the roof!”
Without a second thought, Deadpool leaped into action, bolting across the street. The sight was almost too much to handle—a fluffy little corgi perched precariously on the edge of a building’s rooftop, barking at the chaos below. Deadpool clapped his hands to his face in shock, his wide white eyes gleaming from behind his mask.
“What in the Ryan Reynolds is going on here?” he muttered to himself, thoroughly baffled by how a dog even managed to get up there. But hey, stranger things happened in his line of work.
Thinking quickly, Deadpool spotted a fire escape and made his way up to the roof. With every nimble jump and exaggerated superhero pose, he imagined a dramatic soundtrack playing in the background. He finally reached the top and slowly inched toward the dog, hands out in a gesture of peace.
“Alright, little buddy,” he cooed, “I’m here to rescue you. No autographs, please.”
But just as he was about to scoop up the corgi, the little dog gave him a mischievous look, darted between his legs, and sprinted across the rooftop. Deadpool’s jaw dropped in disbelief.
“Oh, come on! I didn’t sign up for cardio!”
He raced after the corgi, his clumsy attempts to catch it providing ample entertainment for the crowd that had gathered below. Every time he got close, the dog would zigzag out of reach, wagging its tail as if playing a game. Deadpool’s frustration grew, but he couldn’t help admiring the spunky little dog’s spirit.
Finally, after what felt like a marathon, Deadpool cornered the corgi. The little dog looked up at him with big, innocent eyes, and just as Deadpool reached down to pick it up, he noticed something odd—there was a collar around its neck with a small, glinting badge that read, “Property of Tony Stark.”
Deadpool burst into laughter, realizing he’d just spent the last fifteen minutes chasing Iron Man’s pet. The whole situation was too ridiculous, even for him.
“Oh, Stark, you’ve outdone yourself this time!” he chuckled, scooping up the dog. “Tell you what, little guy, we’ll grab that coffee and make a detour to the Avengers Tower. Bet Stark owes me for the workout!”
With the dog happily in his arms, Deadpool made his way down the fire escape, ready to surprise Stark with his wayward corgi. The crowd cheered as he reached the ground, holding the corgi triumphantly like a true superhero.
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