Wade &#39;Deadpool&#39; Wilson

"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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Wade narrowed his eyes at Hayden. "Give me my brain back and I might return the pancreas."

That might have been a possessive arm snaking around Arashi's waist there.

"And I will gut you again. Don't tempt me."

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Arashi rolled his eyes and pulled away from Wade. "Come on Weasel, I'll show you where you can hook up your laptop," he said and motioned for Weasel to move inside, but stopped looking at the other three. "If there's going to be any gutting it gets done outside, I'm still patching up the house from Nate," he frowned and then followed Weasel.

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"Thanks!" Weaz slipped happily away from Taskmaster and into the house. "Sorry about the whole gutting thing," he said, sincerely, clinging to his laptop under his coat. "Tasky just got sprung from jail, they're a little..." he paused, looking for a good word, "...Moody."

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Arashi nodded as he lead Weasel into the kitchen and motioned for him to set up there at the table. "Yeah, well I got to deal with War!Nate a little while ago, s'why there's plaster missing from alot of the living room, and I just got the front door back a few days ago," he grumbled.

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Hayden wandered right in after the pair, grinning at Wilson as he passed.

"All domesticated, huh? What's next? Are you going to adopt some cute little Cambodian kids and pull and Brad and Angelina?"

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Taskmaster shot Wade a look that communicated some level of sympathy before walking after Hayden in an exceptionally surly fashion. "You are not gonna punch him," he muttered to himself, again, "You are not gonna punch him..."

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So that just meant that a certain other merc had to punch him.

And hard.

"Tasky! We have beer and... I dunno if Dom drank all the sake, but we should have some hidden in the freezer."

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"Thanks," Taskmaster replied, with a suddenly upbeat hint to his tone.

Not that he sounded particularly upbeat, but there was a hint. He barged past Weasel into the kitchen, where there was a definite note of fridge-door-opening that wasn't a hint in the slightest.

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Arashi paused as he watched more of his sake disappear. "Uhh... help yourself." He said flatly and looked over at the one in the sunglasses who apparently had Wade's brain...?

Not gonna ask. Nope, don't wanna know.

"So... you're a relative of Wade's?"

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Hayden rubbed his jaw, glaring at both TM and Wilson. "And I'm still not allowed to hit back?!"

He was going to put TM's hand in warm water while he slept.

"Relative? Of Wilson? God no!"

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Midway through plugging in his laptop, Weasel paused and glanced towards the kitchen. "I think that grumble was a no," he informed Hayden. "Tasky! Can I have a beer?" A pause. "That one was a yes," he informed the room in general.

And then he shot Arashi a sheepish look. "Uhm... could I have a beer?"

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Arashi smirked. "Oh yeah, the beers are Wade's," he shrugged and plopped down in a chair.

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Wade frowned at Hayden once more before going to get beers before Tasky drank everything.

"You leave my booze alone!" He shot a look back toward Arashi, looking over at Hayden again before exiting. "And can you control your boyfriend, Tasky? Honestly!"

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"He is not my boyfriend."

Well, there went Tasky's good mood. He moved back into the living room grumbling (not new) and bearing both sake and beers. "You." he pointed at Hayden, "Sit down and don't say anything."

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"I thought we cleared up the fact that I didn't get any gay from you," Hayden said, hand out for a beer.

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"Me thinks he doth protest too much," Arashi said from his chair, without looking over. "He sounds a lot like you Wade when you deny that you're gay."

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"I'm not gay!" They both said in unison.

And the eyed each other. "Stop that!" Again in unison.

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Wade glared at his not!clone. "I'm just very comfortable with my sexuality."

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Tasky rolled his eyes behind the mask, and flung a beer at Hayden.

Maybe in a way that was a little hard to catch. "Justin. Timberlake," he pointed out, then found a spot far, far away from the guy and sat down.

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"I can appreciate the musical talents of another man!" Hayden insisted, glaring right back at Wilson.

Stupid Wilson.

And his stupid husband.

Stupid beer.

Stupid TM.

Stupid... okay, so he kinda liked Weasel and Wilson's husband hadn't done anything to annoy him too much yet...

Shut up.

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"Sandi tells you two to stop messing around," Weasel replied from his corner, glancing over his shoulder. He paused, a little wary about delivering the rest of the message, "...and that she thinks you two should make out already."

He briefly considered hiding underneath the table.

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Arashi nearly choked in his drink, but being a ninja he managed not to spit anything out.

He had the inexplicable urge to show off his skills, it might have been that his house was full of crazy mercenaries from Wade's world of crazy and weird and he didn't want them to think he was powerless.

Just might have been that reason that he used his flash moves to go into the living room, for some of his knives.

Maybe.

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