25 Unicorn Street, Thursday Afternoon

[mouthy_merc]

He had power now, but his TV was still broken. And there was blood all over the damn living room. Next time Zaraki was home he was just going to throw down tarps.

He picked at a couch cushion.

(Hey, that kinda looks like Tom Cruise.)

He quickly turned the pillow over so as not to have to look at the crazy blood stain actor.

Dragging a new television in from one of the empty rooms in the house, Deadpool set it up and started to fiddle with the TiVo. YES! SUCCESS! MODELS!

If that skeleton won he was going to be so very upset. "Go Natasha!"


[[ooc: For a pie loving FBI agent, but roommate or *snickers* husband if'n they'd like too]]

Comments

[pieandcoffee.livejournal.com]

After meeting with the Sheriff, Dale had made a quick stop at J'GOB to read over Deadpool's arrest file as well as some coffee and a slice of pie.

Okay. Two slices.

So it was afternoon when Dale showed up and knocked on the door.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

He should get up and answer the door because if they were knocking, that meant they clearly didn't know him very well. But... models!

"It's open!" Pause. "Unless you're a Jehovah's Witness, in which case I have a gun and am not afraid to use it."

[pieandcoffee.livejournal.com]

Dale raised an eyebrow at the statement before cautiously opening the door and entering. Even though he met the description he still asked "I'm looking for a 'Deadpool' aka Wade Wilson?"

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Deadpool looked away from the TV long enough to size the man up. (Ooo! Federal agent!)

"Speaking!" Now what could he have done to get a feeb in his house? "Is this about the Mountie, because I'm a Canadian citizen so it wasn't an attack on a foreign power or anything. Canook on Canook crime."

[pieandcoffee.livejournal.com]

Dale blinked a second. "Mountie? Um. No. I'm actually here to contact you regarding a letter that was sent to the Sheriff's department which involved the bribing of a law enforcement officer with sexual favors."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

That got Wade to stop frowning at the judges for calling bitchy Renee too old. She was not old looking! She was like a youthful Bea Arthur!

"I didn't send any notes like that to Tex. Offered while I was in jail, but no notes."

[pieandcoffee.livejournal.com]

Dale pulled out a copy of the letter that he had *handwavily* obtained from the sheriff's office. "So this is not your handwriting?"

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Yup, that would be my..." He looked closer at it. "What the hell? How many guys did I write notes of a dirty nature to and not remember?"

This was like Tijuana all over again.

[pieandcoffee.livejournal.com]

"So you do not recall writing any of this?" Dale asked looking around the room.

That is blood. Right?

"Do you frequently have periods of time which disappeared of which you do not remember and you cannot explain?"

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Not since I got brainwashed to kill Nate."

(...wait. Feeb.)

"He's not dead though. Fixed the problem."

[pieandcoffee.livejournal.com]

"Can you tell me anything regarding some of the blood stains in the room?" Dale asked.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

He'd forgotten about those. The models were distracting.

"Oh, most of that's mine."

[pieandcoffee.livejournal.com]

"Self-immolation?" Dale asked. "Or is this a domestic situation? There are shelters for people who are being abused."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Well it was really more of a fight than a type of domestic abuse because I did end up stabbing him int the throat," Wade said thoughtfully.

"New roommate."

[pieandcoffee.livejournal.com]

"And where is your roommate at the moment?" Dale asked seriously.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"I think he has a class to teach today," Wade replied.

[pieandcoffee.livejournal.com]

"You stabbed him in the throat and he recovered that quickly?" Dale asked in amazement.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Ah, the joy of rooming with a anime character shinigami.

"Well, I'm pretty sure he's not exactly human."

[pieandcoffee.livejournal.com]

Dale sat there for a moment wondering if he should arrest Deadpool, take him in for questioning or go out and eat more pie.

"Does everyone on this island have this ability for rapid healing?"

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"I don't think so, but then again, I haven't stabbed many people here."

Yet.

"So, that note... Can you burn it for me before I get knives thrown at me over it?"