Office Hours, Monday

[mouthy_merc]

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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[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Students this time," Wade replied, digging around in his desk for something shiny to give to Jan.

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

"Hm," Nate said, while Jan's eyes got progressively bigger. "I take it Gambit's still a buttmunch."

Such progress, his vocabulary had made.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Well, duh." Wade offered some keys that he wasn't actually sure where they went to.

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

And look at Jan's little hands streeeetching out towards the target!

"I don't remember seeing his name on any of the paperwork," Nate mused, thoughtfully.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Well, he might not actually be the little dweeb, but he's his double, so I think it still works."

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

There was a pause.

"Try not to torture him too much."

Note the addendum of the words 'too much'. Nate's dislike of Gambit was vast.