[She's clearly missed the question because she appears behind him and drapes her arms over her shoulders, nuzzling into the crook of his neck affectionately]
We should go to the beach. It's like being almost-naked and there's sun and water.
Whoa! [feels overcome with a wave of dizziness and weakness...something that Deadpool feels but constantly ignores, or doesn't even notice, because of how much he just enjoys the contact with her. In fact, he generally just attaches it to the heady good feeling of swooning around someone he likes a lot.]
[glances over his shoulder and his eyes widen] No way! Deadpool has someone this hot? No way! Hey, beautiful, sorry, like really, really sorry, to ruin the moment, but Deadpool isn't home right now. Johnny Storm, nice to meet you. And hey, I'll hit up that beach with you any time.
Oh come on. Human Torch? Fantastic Four? Baxter Building? Famous super hero? Nothing? You're hurting my feelings now.
[shakes his head] Your boytoy stole some wishes from some Dr Strange-like lady, and the first one he made put him in my body and me in here. Something about her setting him on fire and him not liking it. I don't know. All I know is giving Deadpool wishes is like giving the US nuclear launch codes to North Korea.
You got me. Angry magic lady has half a dozen people out hunting him for a bounty, so that's what most of us are trying to figure out. Wherever he is, he's probably setting everything on fire.
[Blinks] Break up?? Why would you think that? Hell no!!! Not at all!!! Actually, this body was an accident, but I'm more of a looker now for you!! And I have wishes!!! I can finally get you that body and that life I've been promising you! I've got five more wishes to get it right!
[He flies up to her and hugs her fiercely, in a celebratory mood. But. He instead flies into her, and the death energy saps him. He passes out and starts tumbling from the sky.]
[She can't help him. She can't touch him or he really will die. Or he'll hit the ground and die anyway and she doesn't know what to do with that knowledge]
[He plummets like a stone, but Deadpool has ever had the luck of the Devil himself, and better, and his eyes flicker open at about 2000 meters and, like an engine flickering and flaring to life again, so does his fire, and he zips around and comes in for a landing.]
I...I can't touch you? [sinks to his knees, horrified] I have a hot body, and...I can't touch the woman I love most in the whole world...[his face sinks into his hands, because although he should have seen that coming, he wasn't thinking of that and the emotion hits him hard because he's still not really used to feeling so much for one person.] I've fucked up...
Whoa whoa whoa..hey...[goes to hug her, then thinks better of it] It wouldn't be like me just hanging out like a house-husband waiting for you to come home after work?
Well, I can't take this. I need to be able to touch you. Can you come find me in a few? I was kinda hoping to do a beach day with you.
[holds up the paw] I wish to undo my last wish. [Oh, monkey paws love those kinds of wasted wishes. So much that they rarely fuck them up. It's two wishes, and absolutely nothing gained. Finger down, and suddenly Johnny is sitting there blinking at her]
Hey, it's you again. And...I'm me again! I'm pretty! Oh thank god!!! [jumps up and does a little dance in his own body] Seriously, how does Deadpool even look himself in the mirror each day? The mask only does so much!!!
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