Office Hours, Saturday Morning

[mouthy_merc]

Yup. Back in the office again.

He was kinda out of things to talk about here so there was a small sign next to him that read

Yes, am the vice principal, no you're not in the wrong place. Yes, we don't let the kiddies get killed. No, I'm not the god of the underworld. And yes, I would enjoy free cookies.

Okay, so the free cookies were just him being hopeful.

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[thepenetraitor.livejournal.com]

He was making the rounds! He had an old friend to visit! No, not Wade.

Still, Weaz kinda was on a quest to help Wade with some lesbians. That would make his life a little easier all around. "You know what day it is today, right?" he asked, wandering in.

He might never leave, except he had a job on Monday. Oh well.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"...bad television marathon day?" Wade suggested. "I have all the seasons of America's Next Top Model to drink to!"

[thepenetraitor.livejournal.com]

"Well, I was gonna say lesbian porn day, but..." Weasel shrugged and took a seat.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"We did lesbian porn yesterday," Wade pointed out. "Not that I'm complaining, mind you. I love lesbians as much as the next man."

[thepenetraitor.livejournal.com]

"Lesbian porn never loses its glam," Weaz pointed out, "You've lost the touch, Wade... I still can't believe they made you vice principal..."

[iheartfauxhawks.livejournal.com]

Katie had escaped from Robin once again, because offices were incredibly boring, and poked her head into this one.

"I like your...head thing," she said, tilting her head. "Is it a balaclava? My friend knitted me one."

What, they were warm.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"It's a mask, actually, and wow you're like a wee Robin, It's adorable."

[iheartfauxhawks.livejournal.com]

She made a face. "It's that obvious? Everyone keeps saying we look alike."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"You're like her, only tiny!" Deadpool was just so enthralled by that. "I think you should milk that for all it's worth."

[iheartfauxhawks.livejournal.com]

"I already tried and it doesn't work that well," she commented. "You know my sister, then?"

[bprd-demon.livejournal.com]

Red decided to check up on Liz's teachers and the staff. For security purposes. Really.

"Free cookies?" he murmured to himself, reading the sign. And staring at the man in spandex. "Does it work?"

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Not yet, but I hold out hope!" Deadpool replied.

[bprd-demon.livejournal.com]

"So you're the second in command here?" Thought it was a blue guy, not Captain Mercenary here. "You familiar with Liz Sherman?"

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Oh yeeeeah. She set me on fire once."

[bprd-demon.livejournal.com]

"I take it you got better?" he asked dryly. THis was not Good News. "What happened?"

[dave-not-doug.livejournal.com]

Dave hesitantly stepped into the office. "Hello, I'm Dave Sheppard. I understand my brother is in your," he consulted a sheet of paper with John's schedule on it, "cooking class?"

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"...fatty?"

[dave-not-doug.livejournal.com]

"Excuse me?" Dave wasn't sure he'd heard the strangely dressed man right the first time.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Is he fat?" Deadpool tried again.

[dave-not-doug.livejournal.com]

"No, he's not." Maybe there were a lot of Sheppard's at this weird school. "His name's John Sheppard. I saw he was in your current cooking class and I was hoping you could give me an idea of how he's doing here."

[vydran.livejournal.com]

"Cookies?" a man asked, poking his head in and squinting at the sign. He turned to talk to the girl in the hallway behind him. "Y'sure this is the right place? There's a guy in his pajamas who's asking for cookies."

There was a very exasperated sigh, from the hallway. "Yes, I'm sure." And a Rikku, popping into view from behind. "Hiya!"

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Lil' Minion!" Deadpool greeted her, perking right up.

[the_merriest]

"Pops, this is Deadpool," she grinned, bouncing around his desk for a quick squeeze. "He's the best mentor ever, and they aren't pajamas, they're his dangerous crimefighting ... outfit-thing. And Deadpool, this is my Pops."

Cid folded his arms and nodded. "You ain't getting any cookies," he announced.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Why not?"

[vydran.livejournal.com]

"Cause we didn't bring any," Cid huffed.

"And because Pops is grumpy and doesn't share his cookies," Rikku added.

"So what th'hell's a mentor, anyway?" Cid asked. "You didn't hug that chemistry guy yesterday."

Rikku folded her arms. "I'm a minion. Minions get hugs."