Deadpool Chicken Novels & Stories

She even swiped his remaining tech team just for kicks. By the time Julian sobered up enough to care, all he had left was a mountain of debt and a hollow shell of a business. He went berserk and tried to hunt Lily down for payback, but her new boyfriend's goons beat him to a pulp and tossed him onto the curb.

I collapse to my knees, gripping my head. Visions explode behind my eyelids. A cliff. A lone figure standing at its edge. Hair flying in the wind. A familiar silhouette. No… My heart stops as I see her face. Her grey eyes. Her soft smile. Her lips part. “Goodbye, Zander.” Then, the knife in her hands rises. No… No… A scream tears from my throat as she plunges it toward her heart. “Noooooooo, Butterflyyyyyyyyy!!!”

Might want to call the cops. "Honey, who are you texting?" Chester snarled, his face twisted into something dark and chilling by the phone's glow. This whole new life spiel was nothing but a con. I was trapped in a real-life Truman Show. I lashed out with a fierce kick at Chester. He screamed in agony, doubling over, his face a mask of pain. "Chester!"

On the third bus stop, something so every day and mundane that she had stepped right over it the first time, her eyes full of useless tears of self-loathing and the stardust of seeing Aleta and Mother again. There, in the gutter. The concrete gutter full of cigarette butts and shredded newspaper and stagnant water and old coffees tipped and tossed aside. Joining the mess was a splash of something familiar. Homemade chicken noodle soup with made-from-scratch noodles. Carrots diced almost-but-not-too finely. Celery and bay leaves and pieces of chicken, spilled from a thermos that had somehow fallen from a little girl’s hand. Grim Marie, who was now Terrified Marie, looked left and right. At th

Chicky drowned in a pond in the neighborhood. After being taken for a walk by Julie, it left the world forever. When Ash arrived, Julie was crying. Once the sadness passed, she asked him to bury Chicky. He agreed at the time. But in the community, there were cats and dogs around. Even if you buried it, it might be dug up. Ash thought for a moment and handed the chicken over to his subordinates to make roasted chicken. Strangely, that night, after Julie finished eating, she solemnly said, "Big Brother, did we eat Chicky?"

Omar stated while giggling, with his fingers dancing along his mother’s arm. “I think your daddy’s costume was scary. Wasn’t he dressed like Deadpool?” Amy glanced down at her little boy, who shook his head. “No, daddy wore the Deadshot costume from Suicide Squad. His fake machine gun kept poking him in his butt.” Omar reminded his mom of more tragically funny things that happened that Halloween night.