[Deadpool appears on the plane. What's this he's wearing? Is he in a baseball mascot outfit? Yes. He is. Minus the head of course. How else could you know it was him? And a good chunk of the chest. That was blown apart by some weapon. However, he appears to be in a good mood.]
[Wait, what's going on? What is this place? Weren't we just in a stadium?]
[Oh, this would be the Astral Plane. We pop in here from time to time. It's nice here. A change of scenery is good.]
[Alright, fine, but why now? Wasn't that kind of important?]
[Everything's going as planned so far. Doesn't happen often. We wanna savor it. Probably won't last. Time doesn't pass out there while we're here.]
[Right. Got it. So how long is this going to take?]
[Patience is a virtue my friend]
[*Grumble*]
I fucking rule
[Oh, what, so we're doing Comic Sans now? God, the yellow boxes were lame enough.]