The wedding was kept simple. After skipping many of the formalities, they went straight to the vows.
Deadpool wore a suit, tie, and dress shoes, looking fairly proper. The only problem was that mischievous air about him, which still made it hard to take him seriously.
Summer did not wear a white wedding dress. White was hardly an auspicious color in Hell, so she chose a long gown as bright red as fire.
Holding a Bible, Azazel spoke in an impassioned tone. "Dear friends, we have gathered here today to witness this newlywed couple..."
"Don't you have a sacrifice ritual here? Back where I'm from, we need to kill thirteen women on the spot..." Summer whispered to Deadpool, nearly driving Azazel, the wedding officiant, into a rage.
The wedding proceeded in an orderly fashion. No clueless gangsters jumped out to court death, and no one objected to the marriage. Everyone ate, drank, and celebrated before returning home.
A month later, Deadpool's daughter was born. She perfectly inherited Summer's Succubus Queen bloodline and Deadpool's Mutant genes. The child was named Valda Wilson.
"Do you know where Thanos went? I wanted him to be my daughter's godfather!" Deadpool carried the baby around while asking everywhere about Thanos's whereabouts. He even ran to Daisy's estate to ask, but before he could finish, Daisy threw him out. "Get lost! Go play with your Thanos!"
Thanos had no idea that his good friend Deadpool was thinking about him. Four years had passed since he returned to this point in time.
Perhaps Death had sensed the change in his feelings and never appeared again. Thanos was terribly lonely.
Conquer the world? He had done that.
Be a good person? He had done that too.
Restart the universe? He wanted to do that, and had even