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Wade 'Deadpool' Wilson ([personal profile] mouthy_merc) wrote2010-09-13 08:23 am

Office Hours, Monday

So, Deadpool had some chicken. And access to the internet.

Someone should not allow him to combine the two after finding this website. Because now all he was doing was dancing to the horrible, horrible commercial. Hey, it was a step up from Dora the Explorer, okay?

Just be glad for that.

[[...idek. OPEN]]

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2010-09-13 10:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Is this take your guyfriend's kidnapped messiah kid to work day?" Wade just hadta ask.

[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com 2010-09-14 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Something like that," Nate said, in that cryptic way that he had, and set the child down so she could rush for Wade's legs. "She got tired of Dora."

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2010-09-14 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
And get a pat on the head for it. "Well, sometimes kids like to see exciting things. Like a grown man, dancing for your entertainment."

[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com 2010-09-14 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
Jan rather enthusiastically attempted to scale Wade's legs. "I wanna see DANCING," she announced.

Nate just pulled up a chair. "She was fairly adamant."

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2010-09-14 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, Nate dances better." Wade. That was a baaaad thing to say.

[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com 2010-09-14 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
Jan burst out in giggles and pulled on the fabric of Wade's shirt as she crawled up onto his lap. "Dance!"

"I'm not doing the robot," Nate said. Dryly.

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2010-09-14 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
"He's doin' the robot," Wade assured her, helping with the climb. "With laser eyes."

[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com 2010-09-14 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
"No, I'm not the dancing type," Nate said, shooting him a look. "Except the lethal kind."

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2010-09-14 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
Wade covered her ears. "Language, Nate. Language. We do not say dancin' type."

[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com 2010-09-14 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
"You've been saying a lot worse around her."

Jan squirmed.

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2010-09-14 01:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"...Look, she needs to know plenty of cursewords if she's gonna be a possible messiah," Wade insisted. "And possibly learn to make some up."

Like Wade did!

[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com 2010-09-14 04:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"Then you can hardly criticize my vocabulary," Nate said, dryly. On Wade's lap, Jan finally gave in and tucked herself neatly up against Wade's chest. "If you want dancing, you'll have to do it yourself..."

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2010-09-14 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"And that is why I'm the awesome person who helps raise her," Wade pointed out.

[identity profile] spring-lost.livejournal.com 2010-09-15 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Dad's cooler," Jan said, shooting Nate an adorable miniature glare.

"Sure," Nate said. Dryly.