Achoo!
Walking down the street, Deadpool sneezed as if he had caught a whiff of fish, but he knew that was impossible. He had nasal cancer and could barely smell anything anymore; he relied entirely on instinct.
"Don't sneeze near me." Tony quickly moved several steps away and wiped off his armored shoulder, looking disgusted. "I know cancer isn't contagious, but yours just feels different."
"That's not it." Wade sharply sniffed, and the two damp patches on his mask immediately lightened in color. He rubbed the spot where his nose was. "It's my Cousin. He's nagging me again. Even though I'm working this hard and have already maxed out my efficiency, he's still rushing me. Capitalists really aren't human."
Growing emotional, he even looked a little sad and let out a fart accompanied by a mist of blood.
Carol wordlessly moved around to Tony's other side, using Iron Man as a barrier against the pollution. "We've arrived in New Orleans. Next, we need to find her. Is Monica working today?"
"She got suspended again, so she's at home today. I already had Jarvis locate her exact address. We'll head over now." While enduring the nausea, Tony still waved at the onlookers by the roadside.
He was a Superhero and a billionaire. He believed everyone loved him, so naturally, he could not ignore people's expectations.
Yes, Tony was extremely high-profile. The three of them were openly walking through New Orleans, their uniforms making their identities obvious. Plenty of people had come to watch, take pictures, and post them online.
"But if we go straight to her door, won't that expose her identity too?" Carol thought more carefully. Though she and Tony were both Superheroes who operated under their real names, most people still followed the rules of Masked Vigilantes.
Do good