Wade &#39;Deadpool&#39; Wilson

"Any particular reason?" Arashi smirked. "Or do I jsut luckily not have to cook tonight?"

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"It's a lazy night," Wade told him firmly. "That means takeout, beer, models and a couch."

A beat.

"Oh, and you. Of course. Can't have a night in without my blond ninja space heater!" He added, giving Arashi a quick kiss before getting the phone.

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There was a roll of his eyes and a smirk as Arashi went and plopped down on the couch. "This doesn't have anything to do with the Merc con going on, does it?"

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"Not in the slightest," Wade told him honestly. "Are you coming to any of that tomorrow?"

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"I don't know is anyone going to want to kidnap, stab, or gawk at me?" because that just seemed to be the general reaction of Wade's friends to his presence.

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Wade actually had to think about that.

"I don't think so? I didn't see anyone I knew there tonight..."

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"Well that's encouraging," Arashi laughed, being completely serious. "I think I might incase. You think they'd let me in even though I'm just a ninja?"

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"Do you get paid to do slightly illegal stuff?"

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"At times?"

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There was a knocking on the door.

A very nervous knocking.

One may almost say a weasely knocking.

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"You sure he lives here?" Hayden asked, looking over the outside of the house. And trying to peer in windows. "It's kinda white picket fences."

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"Well, he's married now..." Weasel trailed off. Mostly because he was terrified of what elaborating might unleash.

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"Wilson got married?" Taskmaster eyed the door critically. "Huh. Never woulda pegged him for heterosexual."

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Weasel opened his mouth to say something. Then eyed the weapons on both his colleagues' bodies. Closed his mouth again. Paused. Thought about reopening it.

Eventually, he settled on "Um..."

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"Is she hot?" Hayden asked, still trying to peer in. It was almost as if the curtains were arranged to keep people or squirrels from looking in.

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Arashi opened the door and smiled seeing Weasel, but the sight of the other two and the smile disappeared. "Hey Weasel... nice to see you. Who are your friends?" He frowned.

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Huh.

"I thought you said he was married."

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Taskmaster crossed his arms in a complete lack of surprise. "I knew it."

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"Oh boy," Weasel muttered, retreating to somewhere behind the two mercs. "This is gonna end well nowhere..."

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Which would be when Wade wandered over to stand behind Arashi.

"Tasky, crappy version of me with dorky glasses. What are you doing here?"

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"I think this falls under the gawking category," Arashi frowned and leaned in the doorway. "So apart from Weasel who the hell are these guys and will I need to incapacitate them in any way shape or form?"

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"Taskmaster," Tasky replied with a nod, and then nodded towards Hayden. "That's Hayden. Who is not gonna kick Wilson's head in."

He eyed Hayden. "If he tries, be my guest."

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"No, but I would like my pancreas back," Hayden said, eying Arashi with interest. "And I guess I should be glad I got the whole sexuality thing from Black Swan then..."

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"Guys? Can we please move past the sexuality thing?" Weasel was quite insistent on the subject, poking his head out from behind Tasky. "I gotta hook up my laptop and this would all go smoothly if we just had a beer..."

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