Office Hours, All day Thursday

[mouthy_merc]

After spending the rest of the night wandering around town after his date because he didn't want to go home and walk in on Yuki and Cotton Candy having sex on the kitchen table or something, Deadpool was tired.

So tired, in fact, he was sleeping on his desk as he waited for his new minions to show up.

Good thing he's such a light sleeper that someone coming in his office would wake him up.

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[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"How do you know what the wrong idea is?" Tyler asked.

Then scratched his head. It probably wasn't a good idea to freak out his mentor. Even if he was wearing a mask. "Look, Alec was just randomly a goat this week. We aren't a couple. I'm not even gay. Or into goats."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Deadpool nodded in a way that implied that he might believe him, but then again he might not.

"So, minion. What do you want guidance on?"

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

Tyler could tell he wasn't entirely being believed, but he didn't care. "How do you feel about chaos?" he asked. "Because I'd like to do something to liven things up around here."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"As a teacher I have to say that chaos is bad and blah blah blah..."

Deadpool grinned and leaned back in his chair. "But I'm sure some of what I can teach you would work wonderfully in pranks and whatnot. What do you want to know about?"

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"Right, of course. I'm asking only so you can show me how to avoid it,' Tyler said with a wink. "What do you know about homemade explosives?"

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Deadpool thought about it. "Messy. They have a tendency to go boom when you don't want them to. I prefer C-4."

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"Or not go boom when you do want them to," Tyler agreed. "Still useful, though. Orange juice and kitty litter are a lot easier to buy than C-4."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"True. Been a while since I had to use stuff like that," He said. "Perks of knowing a good arms dealer."

He paused to think about it. "It would be useful for you all to know how to defuse bombs. And we can't know that without knowing how they're put together, right?"

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

Tyler looked wistful. "I didn't know any arms dealers," he said. "Defusing them, building them, using them, anything you can teach me, I'm up for."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"I can handle that. Any other weapons you want to know how to use?"

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"I'm not exactly a great shot," Tyler offered. "I can use a gun, but they always freak me out a little." If he looked, Deadpool would probably notice the gunshot scar on Tyler's cheek and jaw as testimony to why he felt that way.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Deadpool did notice, but still... Guns!

"No guns, gotcha. Knives?"

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"I said that weird," Tyler said. "I want to get to be better with guns. And I prefer fists, but I'll try knives."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Ah. Good. Guns are our friends, especially when your getting chased by angry soldiers or rent-a-cops."

(These are the best minions ever!)

"I'll call you to set up a time for sparring and target practice."

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"The trick is getting rent-a-cops on your side," Tyler said.

(Best mentor ever!)

"Thanks, Mr. Deadpool. I'll see you later."