Who are your 5 favorite YouTubers? 

Who is your least favorite? 

My answer: 

1. PopularMMOS

2. Markiplier\Jacksepticeye <Can't choose> 

3. ParkerGames

4. GamingWithJen

5._OhDeer_ <I know her personally> 

Least favorite = NightmareDrawz <Man she sucks!> ;u;

AND YOU KNOW WHAT! JUST BECAUZ' THIS MADE ME LAUGH - EXTRA QUESTION - 

CUPCAKES ER CAKE? 

Meh answer. i t s l i t e r a l l y t h e e x a c t s a m e t h i n g 

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12:32 A.M. 

Literally they are scattered. 

"What did you find?" Steve asked urgently, Wade and Clint stopped, listening intently. 

"I found webbing, it's new, because it's not even close to the dissolving stage," Pietro said, he sounded out of breath. 

"Location?" Steve asked in his I'm-still-old-and-act-like-Im-in-the-military-voice. 

"22 South Greenwood," Pietro answered. Steve gave a nod to Clint and Wade, whom nodded back. 

"We're on our way." 

"Nothing's here in Hell's Kitchen. I'm on my way, too." 

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Wade was dragging his body to where Pietro and literally everyone else where waiting. 

"So many miles, after we find Spidey and fix 'em, Ima go and sleep and never wake up," he swore. 

Clint rolled his eyes at the mercenary.

"Let's follow the train of webbing," Steve said, walking through the water. <Uhh that's not water> (SHUDDUP)

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The next time that Peter was actually aware of stuff and shiz, they were stopped in the sewer, in a large area, where the water deposited into oblivion. 

"Why did we stop?" Peter asked into the darkness. There was an echoing chuckle as the answer came: 

We are being followed. 

Peter's heart raced. Could it be Steve? Tony? Wade? 

"Then shouldn't we move?" Peter asked, trying to make Venom talk about it's plan. He hissed impatiently. 

Don't you know anything? Aren't you supposed to be smart? If they follow, then we will lead them straight to the base! Now tell me their weaknesses. 

Peter was silent before answering: 

"Who's following us?" 

The Archer, America, Deadpool, the Devil and the Speedy one. Now tell me their weaknesses. 

Thinking quickly, Peter said: 

"Clint always has arrows. Try to stay away from him at all times. He misses frequently. Steve, go for his torso, and do not go for his legs. Deadpool, honestly, just go hand to hand with him. Pietro, make sure that he stays on his feet. Daredevil, he's blind so he won't be able to notice you if you go slowly." 

We shall take this victory. 

Not 'we', only me. 

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Steve stopped suddenly. He held up his hand, and everyone stayed silent. 

"There's a web," Steve said. 

"It's a trap," Wade said. "Did anyone touch this webbing?" He pointed to the web above everyone's head. 

"Hell yeah I touched it." Clint said, "I don't want to fall into the sewage." Wade face palmed.  

"Then don't fookin' talk. He knows we're here," Wade unsheathed his katanas. 

Pietro rushed forward, running in a circle. 

There was a chuckle in the shadows before Peter smacked down onto Pietro's back. Pietro tripped, falling forward. Peter smiled, webbing his arms to the cement. 

"Damn," Pietro snarled, tugging at the webbing. Before Peter could flee, Pietro kicked his calf hard, making him stumble. 

Pietro was just happy he got the Spider limping. 

Steve jetted forward, shield in hand. Peter limped to get in a fighting position. He aimed a kick for Steve's stomach, how just blocked it and swiped forwards, nicking Peter straight in the jaw. Peter let out a "Oof!" before skidding his back on the hard cement. His "costume" shredding was the only sound in the room, besides the falling of water. When Peter got up again, Steve winced at his back. 

There was blood pouring down his figure, small pieces of costume still holding on for dear life. 

Before Steve could blink, Peter rushed forward with new found strength and anger and kicked him square on the chin. Steve let out a yell of pain and thudded on the ground. Peter webbed his foot and swung his body to where Pietro lay. When Steve's body smacked on the ground, Peter webbed him up. 

Right after that, Peter felt an arrow hit him in the back. He yelled out a strangled yell as the arrow electrocuted him. His body shook as he stumbled forward. Peter's eyes darted to the archer. He rushed forward, webbing Clint's bow away from him. They stumbled with hand to hand for a short bit before Peter kicked Clint's knee the wrong way, and the archer's leg had a sickening crack. The archer dropped the sedative arrow in his hand. Peter webbed him up with Steve and Pietro. Peter panted, and he definitely did not see the kick to his abdomen. 

Okay so Spidey-Senses do not work with Venom. Good to know. 

Peter's strangled scream rang throughout the sewers. His body flipped backwards, Peter ending face-planting. He looked up to see Matt panting, marching towards him.

He quickly swiped his leg, smiling when he heard Matt's body hit the ground. He quickly held Matt to the ground as said man struggled against his grip. Peter punched his face, and threw him at his collection. Soon enough, Matt was webbed. 

"Easy, Spidey. This isn't you, I know it's not." Peter snapped his neck towards Wade's voice. 

Only him and Wade. 

Silently, Peter was praying that Wade would knock him out, or at least pin him and beat him. 

Wade held his katanas in his hands, and sprinted towards Peter. Peter hissed at him and ran towards him. He kicked Peter in the gut, and it hurt, it just sat right next to Matt's bruise on his stomach. 

They clashed, Peter trying <and completely failing> to dodge Wade's katanas. 

Man, Peter missed his Spidey-Sense. 

He did dodge a bunch, and he felt very satisfied with himself. 

Until Wade's katana connected with his cheek. 

Peter dodged, but it wasn't enough. The katana slashed clean through his cheek, and Peter was on the ground in seconds. 

Peter curled in on himself, arms protecting his stomach. 

 "W-Wade," Peter whimpered, reaching out, "help me. Help me get this thing off of me!" Peter screamed in agony. He tugged on his mask violently. When the fabric was off of his face, Peter coughed up blood. He wheezed, and when Wade flinched at the sound, Peter knew he was done.   

Peter surged forward, grabbing Wade's hand in his own. As soon as he had a good grip, he tugged until Wade fell onto the ground with him. In doing so, Wade dropped his katanas. Peter's eyes went wide as  the clink and clank of the katana echoed through the sewers. 

Peter held his hands to his head, screaming in agony. Taking the hint, Wade grabbed the katana and smashed it onto the ground. Again, Peter writhed in pain. 

Wade grabbed the sedative arrow off the ground, and stabbed Peter's shoulder with it. 

Soon enough, Peter went limp. Sighing with relief, Wade picked up his katana to go and cut out the other people. 

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A\N 

hmm. 

How old are ya guys? 

You don't have to answer, I jus' wanna kno wut kind of precious children read this crap. 

;-;

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