Wade 'Deadpool' Wilson (
mouthy_merc) wrote2010-10-02 08:51 am
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Office of the Vice Principal
So, it was Parents Weekend again.
Deadpool should proooobably be available should anyone want to question how this school is run. And give them the absolute wrong impression that only Zoe could clear up and make them stop crying.
People were total wusses, damn it.
But, there he was in his office. Waaaaiting.
[[Open, of course!]]
Deadpool should proooobably be available should anyone want to question how this school is run. And give them the absolute wrong impression that only Zoe could clear up and make them stop crying.
People were total wusses, damn it.
But, there he was in his office. Waaaaiting.
[[Open, of course!]]
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"There isn't any cotton candy here."
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She flopped back on the couch as if invited and leaned her head back, staring straight up. "You have pencils growing out of your ceiling."
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Because clearly she should offer that to everybody who called her adorable, right?
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"Am I being punked? Is Chris Hansen outside?"
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Earnestly, she added, "Who's Chris Hansen?"
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Especially with the mask. Soggy mask. Ew.
"You're, like, a teacher?"
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"Vice principal, actually. It's a special job that lets me sit around and look important."
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"That sounds awesome," Brittany decided. "I want a job like that. And pencils growing from my ceiling."
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Surprisingly, she meant it.
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Well. Crab.
"I need to have a word with you!" Sebastian declared, scuttling into the room.
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