mouthy_merc: (dingo!wade)
Wade 'Deadpool' Wilson ([personal profile] mouthy_merc) wrote2009-11-17 04:13 pm
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Apartment Above Wellspring Arms, Tuesday Afternoon

Everyone else was back to normal and so Wade was biding his time for his return of thumbs. And normal vocal cords. That chick with the laptop just hadta be about to change him back. Right?

Right?

Eh, screw it. He learned how to open the fridge like this. He was set for freakin' life.

[ for the occupant of the apartment ]

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 03:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, bitch be bringing it. Bringing it like Beyonce's kinda really fug sister. Oh yeah! He went there!

Wade responded with the grace and dignity that someone trapped as a dingo should and--tackled Tether to the ground like a punk.

[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 04:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Now that couldn't be allowed! Tether made an angry, rough noise in the back of his throat, scrambling up at Wade and attempting to nip at his neck. And not in the fun way. His food!

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 04:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Snarling, Wade continued to be superior by trying his damnedest to pin Tether down. This was helped as he suddenly had arms again. And fingers!

Ooo! And thumbs! Oh, how he missed those so.

[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 04:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Of course, as dramatic timing required--

"WAYD!"

Nate opened his mouth. He closed it. Then he voiced, from the doorway, "That was lunch."

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 04:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"...this is awkward," Wade replied, picking up Tether to hide his shame.

[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 04:18 pm (UTC)(link)
There were any number of appropriate responses here.

Flailing girl in Nate's arms made him opt towards, "You're ordering takeout."

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 04:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hey now! I was a dingo at the time. I can't really be held accountable for the actions of a wild beast," Wade insisted, ignoring Tether's wriggly attempts to escape.

[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 04:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Takeout," Nate repeated, and set Jan down on the floor. She immediately began ambling her way towards the wriggling merc-dog combo. "And pants..."

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 04:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Greeeeat move, Nate. Send Wade on a retreat. "If you pick her back up, sure."

He wasn't panicking, okay?

[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 04:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Nate sent him a slight glance, but took two steps and hauled her back on up. "Sure," he said, restraining the wriggling girl. "You really picked an entrance."

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 04:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"I blame a cruel writer," Wade grumbled, trying to get out of the room without turning his back to the kid.

[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 05:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Nate sighed, reaching up to cover Jan's eyes with his hand to help Wade with his escape. "She'll survive," he said, wryly.

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 05:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"Says you!" Flee, Wade! Flee!

[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 05:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Nate watched him go with more than a little bit of wry amusement in his eyes. He set Jan back down as soon as he was out of the room. "Don't forget about the takeout," he said, evenly.

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 05:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Once Tether was set back down and Wade had lovely lovely clothing back on, he was going to do what he wanted since he turned into a dingo.

He changed the channel away from CNN.

"Ohhh yeeeeeah."

[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Nate was pretty sure he could spot a fox peeking around a door in an attempt to judge whether it was time to join the circus, too. He sighed.

Jan padded around the couch to finally achieve her goal, being Wade's leg, and Nate leaned over the back of said couch. "Satisfied?"

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 05:49 pm (UTC)(link)
""Very!" Wade hauled the kid up to watch TV with him. "But no more nudity around the kid. That's years of therapy just waitin' to happen, man."

[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 05:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Like I said," Nate said, dryly, "She'll get over it."

His eyes flicked down. "You've got sauce on the back of your head."

[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 06:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Nate graciously leaned over to flick it off with his finger. "Not anymore."

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 06:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Wade eyed him. "You are so the chick in this relationship."

[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
That just got him a real smack upside the head.

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 06:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's okay, Jan. He hits because he loves."

[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 06:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"Don't believe a word he says," Nate told Jan, kindly.

Jan just clung to Wade's body with a giggle.

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"So... you hit out of spite?" Wade asked.

[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Only when necessary," he said, and finally made the trip required to sit down on the couch next to him.

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 07:19 pm (UTC)(link)
And promptly had a kid shoved at him. With loooove.

"Now, it's time for Dora. Jan needs to be bilingual, you know. Something-lingual, at least." A beat. "You teachin' her that wacky Askani too? I betcha are."

[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"She already has a background in it," he said, taking the kid and holding her up for a moment.

He might've muttered an Askani word or two and gotten a giggle (and some drool) in return.

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 07:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Eeeew.

"See, now I can ask her what the hell you're sayin'."

[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 07:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"She's two," Nate pointed out, "But good luck with that."

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ah, but she'll be older in a few years."

[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com 2009-11-18 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
Nate's mouth quirked, and he set Jan down on his lap. "I didn't realise you wanted to know..."

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2009-11-18 05:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, when you say it in bed enough, a guy gets a mite curious, Nate my man."

[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com 2009-11-18 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
"And talking about this is more acceptable than nudity?" Nate had to ask, torn between being exasperated and amused. He glanced at Jan. "At what age were you planning to ask?"

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2009-11-18 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
Wade eyed him. "How dirty are we talkin' then?"

[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com 2009-11-18 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Wouldn't you like to know..."

Jan babbled something about Dora and pointed at the screen. "I see it," he assured her.

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2009-11-18 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
"...you are a dirty man."

[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com 2009-11-18 06:04 am (UTC)(link)
"And you don't make assumptions..." Nate said, smirking.

[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com 2009-11-18 02:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not until Dora's done."