Office of the Vice Principal, Wednesday

[mouthy_merc]

Well, someone had decided to sloooowplayingly steal stuff form the bus. And that was not cool. And junk.

So Deadpool was going to have to come up with a punishment as he waited for the kids to get their asses into the office. Maybe it would involve not breaking into spontaneous musical numbers. Who knew?

Who. Knew.

[[For those two]]

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To be honest, William was kind of surprised he'd made it this long without getting called to the office. Two and a half weeks was pretty much his longest trouble-free streak since he'd been... thirteen or so. Sooo, yep. Waiting outside the door, with a bit of nervousness but also somewhat resigned.

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It might have been less helpful when the faculty member in question was behind him, holding a Disney princess by the back of her shirt. "Couldja open the door?"

[shes-got-legs.livejournal.com]

"Don't do it, William!" Ariel called out; it was shocking, really, how her voice wasn't more hoarse from the earful she had been trying to give her captor on the way over. "He's abducted me for absolutely no reason what so ever."

See that wink, William? That oh-so-subtle-really wink? NO REASON AT ALL.

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William was actually a bit too stunned to comply with either request, really, because...

"You're dressed in pyjamas."

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See Deadpool. See Deadpool sigh. Sigh, Deadpool! Sigh!

"Yeah, yeah. And you dress like a reject from a J-Pop band. Open the door."

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"Let me go!" Because the squirming had worked so well on the way over, Ariel went back to lots of that. "Let me go! I have my own feet, you know!"

And she'd worked very hard for them, too.

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"...You're the voice from the speaker," William realised. Which meant yes, he was actually someone in authority here and not just some random crazy.

Crazy, yes, but not a random one.

Sorry, Ariel, but he was going to have to open that door.

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"Got it in one!" Deadpool replied. "Your vice principal, pleased to meetcha."

Ariel got a little shake.

"This one... less so. Disney. You leave Marvel alone, got it?"

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The shaking was just met with more wriggling.

"I don't even know what you're talking about!"

And that wasn't even her pretending to be innocent this time, either.

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"Let's get on with it, shall we?" William said with a resigned sigh as he opened the door and waved the... pyjama-wearing vice-principal, oh God, in.

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As soon as he was in the room, Deadpool set the Disney spawn down in one of the chairs and waited for the other kid to get his ass in.

"So. There was a lil' theft goin' on."

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It was terrible, but Ariel's first response, besides glowering from the chair she'd been dropped into, was to snort.

"We didn't steal anything!" she insisted.

It wasn't stealing! It was collecting! Did they even have any idea of how much school property she'd actually collected so far?

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"It's school property," William reasoned. "And it's still on school grounds."

What? It was true.

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"Aaaaaaand it's not in the bus. As we all know, things on the bus stay on the bus. It's a bit like Vegas."

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"If things on the bus stay on the bus," Ariel offered with a smart little look, "then how come most everyone here isn't still on the bus?"

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"The bus would get awfully crowded if we were all required to stay on it." Will tossed in.

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"Thiiiings. Are you all things?" A beat. "Oh god, are you robots? If you're robots, I am so impressed."

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"...what if we were robots?" asked Ariel after a moment. "And we needed the carburetor to liiiive? Would that make a difference?"

It was worth a shot, she figured. She'd been in trouble enough times to know when the situation was hopeless.

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"...What's a robot?" William asked, ruining any chances Ariel's plan had to work, most likely.

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"Cram it, non-robots!" Deadpool said, taking his comfy, comfy seat behind the desk. "You're gonna need to gimme the carburetor and then serve your detention like men. Or Disney princesses."

He eyed William.

"Worst princess ever."

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Ariel's head tilted. Her hand slowly raised.

"Um, I'm the princess," she reminded him. "Robot princess. William only said what he said about not knowing what a robot is because he's programmed to never reveal the sec...ret...."

"Oh," she crumpled with a sigh, "who'm I kidding?"

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"We just wanted to see a carburetor up close!" William said earnestly, because the "we just wanted to..." excuse had worked in the past.

Well. Once. It had worked once.

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"Gimme. And you both have detention on Sunday."

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"But it's the only one in my collection!" Ariel protested desperately. Detention she could do. Fine, whatever. But give the carburetor back?

She'd rather die!

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"I still don't know how it works!" William protested.

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"Read a book and stop being kleptos!" Deadpool replied. "Danger shop, Sunday. Be there or I will drag you there. Flipper there knows I will."

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Ariel was quiet for a moment.

Technically speaking, that last part didn't mention returning the carburetor so Ariel was going to try to run with it.

But not without a truly impressive sigh and subsequent pout, arms crossed over her chest and eyes refusing to look at anyone.

"Oh, fine. Not like I have plans for Sunday, anyway."

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"I'll be there," William promised. And then: "...After church."

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"And bring the damn carburetor."