Shortly, Crazy, Stuffy, and Neaera entered their house. Though the place looked like any other house around town, but inside... her breath was taken away! All around, Neaera saw that the place was as huge as a mansion, though, the place was-

"Huh!? Who's talking!?" Neaera asked, looking around.

"No one's talking." Stuffy said "Not unless you want us to."

"Eh, we're going to anyways." Crazy replied "And why isn't the place cleaned up yet!? I can see your stuff on the stairs!"

"That's not my stuff at all, Crazy! I told you to clean that up!"

"I did! All you did was-"

"Guys!? Who's that!?" Neaera pointed. Both Stuffy and Crazy looked.

"That's a wall." Stuffy replied "I'm not sure what-"

"Wh-why are they staring at me!?"

"They?" Crazy asked.

"There's people staring at us! Why are they looking at us like that!? Guys!!! Make them stop!!!"

Oh no! It's happening!!!

"Who are you!?" Stuffy asked

I'm Neaera's Stuffy, or, as I say, her Superego.

"She's got a boring guy!?" Crazy asked "Wait, does that mean-!?"

Ta-Da!!! I'm her Crazy!!!

"Sweet!!!"

"STOP!!!" Neaera backed off, screaming. "STOP LOOKING AT US!!! LEAVE ME ALONE!!!" She ran away, screaming her head off.

"...Oh no!" Stuffy said. "She's seeing past the 4th wall!"

"She is!?" Crazy replied "Oh man! I wish we could do that again." Stuffy placed his hand on his other part's shoulder.

"I know. Kinda miss the old days, don't you?"

"Yeah... OH S**T!!! Neaera!"

Neaera ran into another room and slammed the door behind her. If she knew her way around, this would be easier for her.

Okay! Deep breaths... breath slowly.

She took in a couple of deep breaths, her heart pumping & filled with adrenaline.

"Who... were they?" she asked

Readers.

"...Who?"

Look, when we first came about a few days ago, you were a bit freaked out, right?

"Y-yes. But then I thought of stuff that you said, both of you, good and bad."

Yes, but you're developing special talents.

"...Special talents?"

Yeah! Like our dad!

Indeed. I've watched our father yell to the sky and to inanimate objects, claiming to be some person, or people. And those people you saw... why, you're able to break the 4th wall!

"...What does that mean?"

It means you can interact with the audience! Ask them questions, pull something out from a different world, heck, use music as a weapon!

"B-but how do I control it?"

I think we'll find out later. Right now, I think you shouldn't freak out by the fact that we're able to see other people currently watching our every move.

"That's not helping at all."

Ooh! Grandma!

Neaera turned to see what was an old, black woman wearing sunglasses, sitting down.

"Who's that?" she asked "That better not be you, Crazy. F**king jackass."

"Oh... uh... hi." Neaera waved, then just realized it. "Oh, I-I'm so sorry, miss. I'm, uh... Neaera."

"...Neaera? What type of name is that?"

"It's... multiple things, really. But who are you?" The woman sighed.

"Al. Blind Al, as everyone here calls me. Now, what are you doing here? And how'd get here?"

"Oh, sorry, my, uh, dad left me here with Crazy & Stuffy. ...So... you're my grandma Al?"

"...Grandma? Look, I'm old, but I'm no one's grandmother. Who's your father?"

"Deadpool." Silence came.

"...Why the hell do you sound like a little girl?"

"...Because I am one?"

"Less than a year old, and you sound like a five year old already?" More silence. "Know what? Forget it. Come here, let me get a good feel of you." Neaera walked over to Al, sitting next to her. Al began to feel her. "...Why are you so freakin' hairy?"

"... It's fur." Al touched her face.

"... Oh lord... you're a horse, aren't you?"

"Pony, miss. Unicorn." She touched her horn.

"...Oh s**t." The door opened and in came-

TJ MILLER!?

Uncle Weasel.

"Hey Al," he said "Know where you placed the cra-..." He paused and stared at Neaera.

"...Hi." she greeted.

"...Oh f**k me. So you're Deadpool's kid?"

"...Yeah? Why do you ask?"

"...You're not bad looking."

"What does that mean?"

"Oh, well, you have the head of a unicorn, your eyes are kinda freaky, I won't lie, but you don't look like the result of an avocado hate f**king another, older avocado."

"...What?" Followed behind Weasel was a man in green & yellow.

"Guys!" He yelled "Have you seen-!? Oh... there you are."

"Who are you?" Neaera asked

"Oh, I'm Bob. I'm Deadpool's best friend... kinda."

"Kinda?"

"He's a douche." Al said bluntly.

"WHAT!?!?!?"

"Look, there's some things you have to know. You dad is a f**king a**hole."

"An annoying one." Weasel added, picking up a brick filled with white powder.

"And an abuser." Bob added.

"...My dad can't be like that!" Neaera defended "He's my dad! He's done nothing wrong with me!"

"To you, you're an exception." Weasel spoke. "If there's one thing about Deadpool that we have to agree on, it's that he'll protect anyone he loves." Al and Bob agreed. "Oh, and I'm quite surprised about how smart he is."

"How so?" Bob asked.

"He gave me a text that say his kid ages seven times faster than most, and that I... have to keep... it...a...secret." The three turned to see Neaera, her eyes widened as her world suddenly crashed. She screamed and ran out, crashing through a window.

"...You f**ked up." Al said, taking out a straw. "Might as well get f**ked up now before getting f**ked over."

Neaera ran across the village, but stopped as she bumped into something made of metal. Her vision was blurred, but she saw that she bumped into a cybrog.

"What the-!?" He yelled "Wait... are you Deadpool's daughter?"

"Yeah. What's it to you?" she replied, sounding dull.

"I'm your father's friend, Cable. Why are you so down?"

"...Turns out, I age seven times faster than everyone else."

"...That doesn't sound too bad."

"Yeah, until you realize that I'm going to die a lot more quickly! In fact, I do everything quickly! Graduate fast, get a job fast, get married, have some kids, divorce if necessary, anything in less than fifteen years!"

"I highly doubt you're going to die that fast, or even die at all."

"...Que?"

"Look, your father is... different. So is your mother. You are both of them combined."

"I get that part."

"Alright. Do you know why I say that?"

"...I really don't."

"Your father, Wade, has the best healing factor I've seen. When he gets cut, he's healed immediately. When he breaks a limb, he cracks them back in place. Hell, when he loses an organ or limb, he regrows it!"

"... So I'm part lizard?" Cable faceplamed himself.

"No... you're not part lizard. He attempts to put them back on immediately. And, if you're going to ask, yes, he's had his head cut off multiple times, but his body still works to put him back on. As for your mother, do you know how old she is?"

"...No, but isn't it rude to ask how old they are?"

"...Yes, but it's recorded that she's over a thousand years old."

"...She's that old!?"

"Yes, and she still looks young, doesn't she?"

"She... she does. What are you getting to?"

"Basically, you're special, and that you shouldn't worry too much about the future-"

HYPOCRITE!!!

"But, if you are worried and think you're not going to live long enough. Change that now. Do something good." He rustled her mane/hair. "Take it to heart, little one. The best thing you can do for yourself is for others." He walked off. Neaera blinked.

Doing something good? How do we do that?

"I have no idea." she said to herself, walking around town, pondering.

The hypocrite said we shouldn't worry too much about the future. But... what do we do that'll work for both the short and long run?

...Perhaps open, or work, for a charity?

Too boring! Let's be a Terrorist!

WHOAH!!! Too soon! And when has being a terrorist worked!?

Star Wars!!!

"...Unless you learned the negativeness thanks to Film Theory."

"Hey, Neaera!" Applebloom's voice spoke. She turned to see the three other fillies from last night. "Where are ya'll going?"

"Oh, sorry, I was thinking about what to do."

"Wait... a cutie mark problem?" Sweetie Belle asked. Neaera blinked.

"...Yeah... you can say that!"

"Oh, trying to find one?" Scootaloo asked

"Sorta. I'm just trying to find out what to do that can help out the town."

"We... don't know a lot of that." Sweetie Belle replied "But we can try!"

"Try, shmy!" Scootaloo mocked "Have you read the new issue of the Power Ponies!?"

"Power Ponies?" Neaera asked. Scootaloo pulled out a comic book.

"Yeah! The Power Ponies! They're going against the dreaded Remodeler! You know the members, right?"

"Uh... No, I don't." The pegasus gasped

"You haven't!? Why, they're the most awesome group ever! They got-"

"Scoots!" Applebloom yipped. "Ah don't think she's interested in some mares in bright costumes fighting crime."

"Wait... fighting crime?" Neaera asked

"Yeah!" Scootaloo replied "And many other things, such as saving innocent ponies, preventing accidents from happening, and saving the world!"

"...Uh... is it alright if I can borrow that?"

"Borrow? Why, come on! Let's head to Twilight's castle! Spike has a bunch of comics you can read through, and it's our Twilight Time! With you being Luna and Deadpool's daughter, Twilight's bound to enjoy you!"

Twilight screamed upon seeing Neaera.

"Excited to see me?" Neaera asked sarcastically.

"Oh no!" Twilight said, taking deep breaths. "You're... you really are their daughter!? Pony head! Horn! Fur! Human body and clothes!" She began to hyperventilate. "Not... normal!!!"

"... I'm gonna find Spike." Neaera left the room, opening to another Room where Spike was at.

"Whoah! Your eyes are weird!" Spike said.

"Thanks. You have comics here?"

Late at night, Deadpool and Luna entered Twilight's castle.

"TWILIGHT!!!" They both yelled. Twilight walked out.

"Deadpool!? Princess Luna!?" She asked

"Where's Neaera!?" Deadpool demanded "Oh, I hope nothing bad's happened to her!"

"I told you we should've kept her in Canterlot!" Luna snapped "It's much safer!!!"

"Oh, sure, with the invasions!?"

"That's different!"

"Please, calm down." Twilight informed. "She's with Spike as we speak."

"Oh thank god!" Deadpool said. Both Deadpool and Luna followed Twilight, who opened a door for them. Both Neaera and Spike were wearing towels around their necks as capes, along with less than stellar suits, and posed as if they were on the city buildings.

"...Neaera?" Luna asked, breaking the silence. Their daughter turned to them and ran.

"MOM!!! DAD!!!" She cheered "I WANNA BE A SUPERHERO!!!" Both of her parents stared blankely, then laughed.

"Aw, that's adorable." Deadpool said

"Agreed." Luna said "It's much too dangerous for you to-"

"But I wanna help people!" Neaera countered "I'm gonna be like Superman before Man of Steel and Batman V Superman!" Her parents laughed again, but ended as they saw her give a serious look.

"She's... not joking, is she?" Luna asked

"I'm gonna start training!" Neaera yelled, running past her parents, much faster than they expected.

"I just hope it's a faze." Deadpool said.