Office Hourse, Monday

[mouthy_merc]

Unlike certain people, Deadpool didn't have to scrub paint off his face.

...he had to scrub it off his mask. And it would not go the frick away. God help him, he was censoring his narrative despite the rage. There was something wrong! Where were the funny lil' symbols?!

(*@&$(@@!

Ahhh, much better.

But he was still stuck trying to pick paint out of fabric with a letter opener instead of doing important work. It was a fair exchange in his mind.

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[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Red." He took the coffee easily before reaching under his desk for some whiskey.

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

"Nothing purple."

He glanced at Jan.

"At least now she's potty-trained."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"No more accidents?" Wade asked, giving her a proud look.

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

"So far," Nate answered for her.

Jan had brought the eye holes down to her eyes at last.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Which was adorable and weird. "Are you putting down newspapers still? Just in case?"

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

"She's still got diapers, Wade," Nate said, dryly. "She's not a dog." He leaned back in his chair. "How's the workday been?"

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Boring," Wade said with a sigh. "I think I'mma teach next session."

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

"That might be an idea alright."

For Wade's sanity. Not so much the kids'.

"Any particular plans?"

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I'm sure something will come to me..."

That didn't help anyone there.

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

Pausing. There was some of that.

"It's the summer session," he said, finally, "You can probably cut loose."

He was... mostly sure, at this point, that Wade wouldn't blow anything up in the course of his classes.