29 Chimera Court, Saturday Morning

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There were cartoons of a vaguely frightening quality on and a massive bowl of Trix that Arashi refused to eat.

Oh yeah, it was safe to say that Deadpool was unaware of the imminent doom in humanoid form heading his way this morning.

"Oh, Bugs Bunny, when did you get so edgy?"

[[OOC: For the husband, sproglets and/or anyone who might visit!]]

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There was a drumming thunkeradunk noise on the door, like a wee fist hitting it repeatedly with more force than it should've strictly been capable of.

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"We should really start locking that at this point." A beat. "Or get a human sized doggy door."

With a sigh, Deadpool straightened up and glanced toward the door. "It's open!"

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Jean pushed against the door. And then the-- It is!

When it creaked open, she peeked inside. "Daddy?"

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Is he the same?

Terry pushed her sister forward to get a look at him. "Are you--?"

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...

"Not again!"

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"He is," Jean said, and her expression came damn close to grinning. "We knew we'd find you here."

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"No! No more future children with people I may or may not have ended up with via some wacky Las Vegas hijinks!" Deadpool told them both firmly, wagging a finger at them both. "Nuh-uh!"

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"Father won't let me go to Vegas." Jean strolled into the room, managing an awfully decent awkward despite how easily she'd entered. "Says it needs clean-up."

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Terry did no such thing, deciding to launch herself at him instead.

They had very conflicting genetics.

"We get to go to New York, though!"

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And now he was covered in small child.

Ugh.

"Father? NUH-UH! NO MORE MANBABIES."

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Jean... crept up a little closer, then sat down on the couch. And watched daddy get mauled.

It happened. "An' Westchester. But we've never been here before so Phoenix had to point the way and are you going to be mean like father, too?"

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It certainly seemed to.

"Phoenix?" Deadpool resisted the urge to scream in a manly shriek. Manly. Not high pitched at all. "Nate? Is Nate your Father?"

Oh, he was a dead man.

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Arashi came down stairs as he heard the pouding. "Wade? What's going on?"

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Jean squinted up. She'd made it to the side of the couch eventually. "Who're you?"

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Terry joined her quickly, holding on to her hand.

"Why are you calling him Wade?"

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"There are spawn again," Deadpool told him. If that wasn't obvious. "Though these two seem less likely to punch me in the groin..."

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"Our kids?" Arashi looked over at Wade quickly and then back at the girls. "I'm Arashi... I'm married to Wade."

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"No, you're not."

Jean sounded very definitive on the subject. "Daddy's not married to anybody."

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"Daddy's a 'gentleman of lee-sure'," Terry added, giving him a suspicious look.

She was pretty sure that had to do with marriage.

Pretty sure.

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...well. How to handle this.

"I'mma go get some sandwiches!"

Ah yes, the coward's way out.

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....Obviously not their children then.

He sighed and hung his head before giving the girls a sheepish grin. "Well your Daddy is at that, excuse me while I go help him with those sandwiches."

He took off after Wade.

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Karyuu knew how to find his way home. He would have to with all the times he'd gotten lost before. He just walked in the from door, knowing full well that it was open. "Daaaaaaaaaaads!!!"

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"We don' know him either," Jean said, suspiciously. "Leave daddy alone."

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There was a surprisingly large amount of sandwich fixings already out from Terry's trip into the kitchen.

"Not my fault!" Wade said quickly as soon as Arashi entered the room.

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"I know," Arashi smiled and helped Wade with the sandwiches. "Nate's kids?" He took a guess.