"What, Constantine? Are you saying that—"
Deadpool, standing off to the side, immediately started shouting. If that conclusion was proven true, didn't that mean Peggy Carter had been created from Steve's memories—or rather, his obsession?
Why was this so damn mystical?
"If that guess is right, then it perfectly explains why she believed us so easily and was willing to help us!"
"You have to understand, the person we're taking away is the president of this country!"
Tony raised a hand and rubbed his chin. He had to admit, this theory made a lot of sense. It might even be the truth.
Peter Parker leaned against the window and looked down. He watched Peggy get into the car and drive away, and pity rose in his heart.
"But isn't that a little too cruel to Ms. Peggy? Because this world is fake."
The moment he said that, everyone fell silent. They looked at Steve. No emotion could be read from Steve's face. He quickly made a circuit of the living room and found some A4 paper and ballpoint pens.
He placed the things on the table and called to the others.
"The next leg of the trip is bound to be extremely dangerous. We should make some plans as soon as possible."
At that point, seeing that the four of them were still looking at him, he teased, "You guys... really aren't planning to change clothes?"
"..." x4
Their eyes widened, and the others were extremely awkward.
They had come in with their real bodies. It was different from Steve entering with a consciousness body. Changing clothes was not that simple.
Right away, Deadpool activated teleportation and retrieved everyone's clothes and equipment from some unknown bank vault.
Once the four of them had changed, they sat on the sofa around