Wade &#39;Deadpool&#39; Wilson

Arashi looked up from the postcard he was filling out for Jiraiya and blinked in surprise. "... WHAT?"

He still couldn't beleive he was married to this.

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Aly stared. "Who did you piss off?"

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"Nobody!" He scratched the side of his head. "Well, there was that guy in the suit with the gun. And his also suited and gun carrying buddies whose asses I kicked."

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"......." This was not a happy Arashi. He set aside the postcard, he was finished with it anyways.

"How are we getting home then, Wade?"

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Aly came up to the side of Arashi, hand slipping out to quickly get the postcard off the table.

"Flying? They have an airport, right?"

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"Of course they do! What kind of a major tourist location doesn't have an airport?" He sat up. "Of course they do have those metal detectors that make traveling armed to the teeth hard. See, this is why I hate traveling by air. And the bad in flight movies. Who the hell wants to watch Beauty Shop?!"

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"....and I don't have any sort of identification," Arashi pointed out. "So I ask again, WADE." He frowned. "How are we getting home?"

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"Relax, Arashi," Aly said lightly. "We could find another car too."

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"I just got blown up in a car!" Wade protested. "I'm not driving for... at least a week after that!"

But there was another way to travel. And it was much faster. Not to mention fun and all Scifi.

But then he'd have to talk to Nate again.

Get away from the mob or talk to his fourth favorite Christ figure. Choices, choices.

"Body Slide by Four."

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Nathan Dayspring Askani'son was spending a quiet night in his abode, sitting with his feet propped up and flipping through the Infonet in his head.

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And then three visitors appeared next to him.

"Luuucy! I'm ho~oooome!" He waved at Nate. "Hey Nate! I was wondering if we could borrow one of the neato aircrafts you got lying around the island."

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"...you have got to be kidding me," Nate said.

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"Hey! You owe me for the whole killing Captain America thing!"

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Aly raised an eyebrow but was looking around. Finally her gaze lighted on Nate. "So you're the ex?"

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Arashi blinked, not sure what just happened. He looked over at the man there. "This is Nate?" He blinked, he didn't even want to think the word 'rival' cause he and Wade weren't really married.

At least Arashi wasn't acknowledging it until Wade did.

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"THERE IS NO UST!"

...He needed to stop shouting that.

"No, this is-" Wade cleared his throat. "Nathan Christopher Charles Summers Dayspring Askani’Son Soldier X Cable." He waved to the blond pair with him. "And these two are Aly I'm not sure she's ever told me her last name so I'm going to say Smith and Uzamaki Arashi. I work with them at the school."

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"You bodyslide two strange people in and you want planes?" Nate said.

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"It's a pleasure to meet you too, Nathan Christopher Charles Summers Dayspring Askani’Son Soldier X Cable," Aly rattled off sweetly. "How do you do?"

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Arashi just nodded in greeting. He didn't seem happy to see them there.

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"Just call me Nate," he said. "I was doing pretty good. And he is not my ex."

He turned to Wade. "Sorry, Wade."

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"Well there was that one time in that alternate reality where you had the T.O. virus take over and got all tentacle-y and I felt very Japanese schoolgirl, but that doesn't count," Wade replied quickly.

"And it's just one plane, singular. Not plural! There was an incident in Vegas that ended with my caring exploding and then the trouble of getting these two fake IDs in time to fly back to the school to start the summer session, I'm teaching about mercenary work isn't that just wonderful that a school lets kids learn useful skills like that?"

What was he talking about again? Oh yeah. Planes.

"Anywho! I could have just bodyslided us to the island and yanked you out of whatever important meeting or coup de tat you were doing at the moment and I know that would just make you all cranky and heaven knows we don't need a cranky Christ figure. So, wanna loan us a plane? For the children. Won't somebody please think of the children?"

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"Dear god don't tell me you have children," Nate said.

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"Not in this universe...." Arashi mumbled with a frown.

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Aly smiled. "They are newlyweds though. They ought to be wished joy."

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Nate smiled. A lot.

"Oh really?"

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That was a bad smile.

"NO!" Wade quickly put his hand over Aly's mouth to keep her from being even more tricksy. "She's on a lot of drugs right now. Medication. Like Typhoid Mary really without the whole pretending to be someone to sleep with me thing, or course. Or being a hooker. I'm pretty sure she isn't a hooker either."

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Arashi's hand covered his face as he groaned and looked away frowning.

Nope, he wasn't incriminating himself. Especially in front of the 'famous' Nate.

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Aly flipped a knife out of her sleeve and just barely jabbed it into Wade. Then she bit his hand. "LET. ME. GO."

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Nate got the cone of silence online.

"You can have the plane," Nate said. "But I expect it back. And you will not cause trouble here."

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"Ow." He let go of Aly. "That was just over-reacting to your issues with reality."

Wade held up a hand in something that looked vaguely like a Scout sign. "I promise to not blow up anything or even try to shoot you in the head."

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