Office Hours, Monday

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Deadpool was in his office, being... Vice Principaly. Or something.

He still wasn't entirely sure what that meant other than plotting to take over the island for some nefarious purpose. So he was reading horrible RPS again.

It was starting to be a habit here, people.


[[Warning: super SP until done with work!]]

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"As far as I know, it's not," Glinda said. "Unless someone is pulling a joke on both of us?"

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Deadpool waved dismissively. "Everything is a joke. All played by either men with typewriters or woman with computers."

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Glinda blinked, and nodded slowly. And wondered what she could possibly say in response to that, if anything.

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Deadpool just leaned over to give her a friendly pat. "Thanks for the cookies, though!"

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This was ground that Glinda knew. "Oh, no problem whatsoever," she chirruped. "And I wonder... perhaps you could tell me more about this television thing?"

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"I can do one better," Deadpool insisted. "I can bring you one and some quality shows with which to introduce you to the wonder of the television."

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"Well, if it's not any trouble, then I'm sure that would be quite enjoyable," Glinda replied.

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"I'll even bring the popcorn," Deadpool promised.

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"Sounds like a plan to me." Glinda tapped her staff on the floor and a calling card magicked itself into her hand. She then passed the card to Deadpool.


"I am home most evenings, but do feel free to leave me a message upon the voicemailbox, should I have decided to go out," she continued.

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"..."

There were enough ellipses in the world to express this feeling he had now.

"If you alter reality, I'mma be SO pissed."

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"I don't believe I'm that good a witch," Glinda replied, "though I am a good witch."

Ba-dum-tish.

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Deadpool squinted. "I'm watching you."

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Glinda smiled, but her eyes had a different emotion entirely to them.

"I can do some interesting tricks, Mr. Deadpool, but nothing to get yourself too worked up about," she answered, honestly.

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"If I wake up in some freaky world where Nate's a baby again and someone puts an arm through my chest, I will be so cross."

Cross involving a gun. And maybe some C-4.

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"That, most definitely, is not one of my tricks. I cannot alter time, such as how old someone is. And as for the other part, I will not assist someone in a fight." She tossed her hair. "So should that happen to you, you will have to be cross with someone else."

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"Well, technically, I think he's supposed to be about five years old or something. If you listen to the reboots on ages," Deadpool replied. "Which makes it kinda creepy when you think about it..."

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"...I'm sorry but what?" Glinda managed to say. "What's a reboot?"

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"...It's a fourth wall thing."

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Glinda looked around the office, very carefully. "And which wall would be that one?"

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"Oh, c'mon! You're from a musical! You should know this!"

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Blink.

Blink blink blink. "Excuse me?"

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"Just nod and call me crazy. Everyone does!"

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Glinda sighed, rolling her eyes. "If you insist."